Dead Inside by Chandler Morrison

I came across this book while watching one of my favorite horror YouTubers rip it to shreds. Literally, she was ripping the book, page by page, on camera. She said it was misogynistic and one of the worst books she has ever read.  

Welcome to splatterpunk. Some might say this is extreme horror; gore just there to push boundaries. But I do not. I found a lot of very interesting meaning in this book. A character who meets another character and for the first time, finds someone to share his disgusting, immoral habits with, is an entirely interesting subject for a book.  There are several moments his connection with the other person ALMOST makes him face his inability to feel anything at all for the human race.  Almost.

I found listening to the thoughts of a person without a moral compass and no ability to feel for another person, perfectly encompassed the degradation that followed. It is a thought experiment into what would happen if the lack of feeling was all pervasive and desires were attached entirely to the inability to connect with the living.

It is a very vile book. I wouldn't read it unless you have a strong stomach. I gave it a four star rating because I continued to think about it long after reading it even though I wouldn't recommend it to anyone I actually liked. I might start recommending it to people I don't like. Just because that would be fun. For me. Not them.