Child of God by Cormac McCarthy
I’m sorry, literary fiction lovers. I’m sorry, Cormac McCarthy fans. I can’t help it; I HATED this book. I had to read it for a Lit class while getting my MFA. I feel like I am supposed to like the book because of that. But I cannot muster the tiniest sliver of pity or compassion or understanding for Lester Ballard, who collects corpses. Corpses! Though it’s supposed to be a “sympathetic” treatment of necrophilia, I was utterly disgusted.
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