I have read LaRocca before and actually don't mind his work so I was quite intrigued to give this one a go as I thought his writing is a bit quirky. This is not what I expected at all. This was just sick to be honest. I have read Splatterpunk and read some truly awful books, but for me this just went too far.
Ashley, I guess for his living, buries people for "fake deaths" and they come out as better people. His son has also gone missing. Now I know this is sad, but the whole book is just so depressing. Yea Ashley's life is shit, his wife also died of cancer, so yea he is going to be sad. There is almost no light and no hope for anyone or anybody and even though this is a short story, it feels like it just drones on in this big well of misery.
Ashley reads this blog by a guy who's husband has cancer and gets off on it. Then we divulge into the story from the husbands POV and honestly it is horrifying. For someone to have thoughts like that is just down right disgusting and this book really makes me question the author (Are you ok?) and has just changed my whole view point on him and his writing.
Then the ending just killed it for me. Just made me sigh and throw my hands up in the air. I feel my time and eyes were wasted on this.
I have read other reviews and I feel like people like to jump on certain books and be like this is amazing and oh my GAWD best thang I've ever read. For me, this is just not ok. Bin it

Another absolutely exquisite book from LaRocca. Shocking, dark, gruesome and twisted, this kept me on my toes and my stomach clenched. I cried. I was angry. I was overwhelmed with empathy. Eric is a lyrical genius.