Interesting read! I liked how it was stylized as a collection of stories relating to the room. Certainly not the most disgusting read of extreme horror that I've read but a fun one to be sure!
Interesting read! I liked how it was stylized as a collection of stories relating to the room. Certainly not the most disgusting read of extreme horror that I've read but a fun one to be sure!
What a weird and wonderfully horrible story! Not too much graphic sex (too much anyway...) And just the right amount of gore. I loved it! The story is told masterfully by the author. It does "extreme horror" well. It's also just the right length, more novel than novella in my opinion, I tend to avoid novellas because they are too short, but this one was a good length.
What a weird and wonderfully horrible story! Not too much graphic sex (too much anyway...) And just the right amount of gore. I loved it! The story is told masterfully by the author. It does "extreme horror" well. It's also just the right length, more novel than novella in my opinion, I tend to avoid novellas because they are too short, but this one was a good length.
This one has been on my TBR pile for a while. Short and to the point, I devoured it in one sitting.
Let's see, where the hell to start...
Duncan Ralston doesn't mince his words. Woom is indeed an 'extreme' horror novella, something that, in the hands of a lesser writer, could easily have devolved into something nasty and throwaway. But Duncan Ralston is clearly not a lesser writer. Instead, the extremity (and I stress again, there is extremity here) is tempered by genuine emotion. Over the course of 160-odd pages, the reader is invited to be party to a series of increasingly - the word doesn't do things justice - depraved situations, all of which, despite the clues cleverly peppered thoughout, build to a climax that the reader doesn't see coming. Overall, Woom is a story of hurt, of pain and loss, and to fully …
Gut punch! GUT PUNCH!!!
This one has been on my TBR pile for a while. Short and to the point, I devoured it in one sitting.
Let's see, where the hell to start...
Duncan Ralston doesn't mince his words. Woom is indeed an 'extreme' horror novella, something that, in the hands of a lesser writer, could easily have devolved into something nasty and throwaway. But Duncan Ralston is clearly not a lesser writer. Instead, the extremity (and I stress again, there is extremity here) is tempered by genuine emotion. Over the course of 160-odd pages, the reader is invited to be party to a series of increasingly - the word doesn't do things justice - depraved situations, all of which, despite the clues cleverly peppered thoughout, build to a climax that the reader doesn't see coming. Overall, Woom is a story of hurt, of pain and loss, and to fully appreciate its impact, it needs to be experienced in one sitting - provided that you can stomach it.
There are some readers out there in Fiction Reader Land who seemingly don't get it, but as a writer generally, as well as an educated person more specifically, I like to believe that I can differentiate between fiction and reality, between art and artist. The world is a brutal place, and it is the role - the obligation - of a writer to sometimes explore that truth. Woom does just that, and then some. With Woom, Duncan Ralston teaches many other writers a lesson in how to strike for the gut and the head at the same time. If you have a penchant for extremity in dark fiction, you owe it to yourself to read it.