Finished Choke By Chuck P.

I finished my latest foray into the unnatural world of Chuck Palahniuk a couple of days ago when I completed my read of Choke.  I’ve written earlier how I usually find an author that I like and then read everything he’s written as fast as I can.  You, well at least I, simply can’t do that with Chuck.  He’s exhausting.  My daughter, but more so my son in law, encouraged me to read Chuck and I really glad because I truly enjoy the ride, but again, it can be exhausting.  You almost feel guilty sharing some of the places he takes his characters and none more so than with the ones from this book.  The lead character is a semi-recovering sexaholic who’s trying to figure out his relationship with a dying, deeply psychotic mother.  The way he goes about this and everything else in his life is deeply disturbing but impossible to look away from, kind of like watching a really gruesome car wreck.  You really hope no one gets hurt but there’s some sot of innate, inborn morbid fascination that connects you with the characters.  It’s always a wild ride but, again, as always, totally worth the effort.  I salute you Mr. Palahniuk for getting me to wonder once again as to your sanity but thanks for the great ride. I’ve started a book by another of my favorite authors, John Sandford, just to decompress from Palahniuk.  Anyone who’s ever read his work will understand the need. I also watched a Terrence Malick movie this week (see movie blog) so I’ve been truly living on the edge.  My son in law recommended a reading order for Chuck P’s books which I’ve been following.  I’m going to wait a few weeks before I delve again into his world, I don’t want to get trapped there.