My current read is DIARY OF AN OXYGEN THIEF by Anonymous. It’s a pretty messed up book. The narrator is a mash-up of Humbert Humbert (LOLITA) and Holden Caulfield (CATCHER IN THE RYE), and if that’s not enough to terrify you, I don’t know what is.
The book begins much like LOLITA, with our narrator describing events that have already happened, and confessing his sins. Which happen to be emotionally abusing women. If that is a trigger for you, you should probably stop reading this post right now.
“I liked hurting girls. Mentally, not physically, I never hit a girl in my life. Well, once. But that was a mistake. I’ll tell you about it later. The thing is, I got off on it. I really enjoyed it.”
Like I said, this book is messed up. But like LOLITA and CATCHER IN THE RYE, the writing is so good, it just draws you in. You’re disgusted by our narrator and you’re angry with him, but you just can’t look away. He’s absolutely repugnant, but, like all sociopaths, he’s so charming.
I’m only one chapter in, but I love it. If you’re a fan of Nabokov or Salinger (or both), DEFINITELY check this book out, because you’re gonna love it.
I’ll leave you with my favourite quote so far:
“So there’s me. My baby’d left me for another guy, who had his own flat, a car, and a coat. I was entering a world of pain, not all of it mine. Cue the country music.”