The opening line of the opening story in this collection grabbed me viscerally and left me deeply uncomfortable:
Tonight, Theodore voluntarily ingested hair for the first time.
All it took was the insertion of the single world ‘voluntarily’ to conjure up images of some bizarre and creepy fetish — and also to conjure up questions that I must have answered in order to be satisfied: Why does Theodore choose to eat his own hair, and what is the reason for the strange elation it brings him?
In the end, I’m not sure I got any answers: But the sheer creepiness of the story carried me from start to finish almost without allowing me to pause for breath.
(Originally published in DarkFuse, 2016).