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Reviews / Testimonials:
“No
sleep, no rest for the mind just makes the descent all the
more quick. Self-Murder is the tale of a man who
falls deeper and deeper into a haze of confusion, as his insomnia
deprives him of sleep and he finds his only comfort in the
excesses of life. As he pursues love, the strength of that
emotion only spins his life out even more, and as he loses
control of reality, he may do things he regrets. Self-Murder
is a fascinating and excellent psychological thriller
readers won't be able to put down.”
—Midwest
Book Review (in "Small
Press Bookwatch, February 2010")
“A
phantasmagoria of unbridled lust, sexual obsession, and stealth
madness, Robert Scott Leyse’s Self-Murder is
a dazzling indictment of desire that brims with sensory imagery
and moments of exquisite verbal beauty delivered by a narrative
voice that is baroque but disturbing and more than a little
reminiscent of Edgar Allan Poe.”
—Gary
Earl Ross, author of Blackbird Rising: A Novel of the
American Spirit and the Edgar Award-winning drama Matter
of Intent
"Robert
Scott Leyse channels Baudelaire's Queen of Spades and Jack
of Hearts, speaking darkly of dead loves, in this new book.
He also reminds me of James Purdy's notorious eccentricity.
There's plenty of middlebrow stuff if you want it. Self-Murder
isn't that."
—Kris
Saknussemm, author of Zanesville and
Private Midnight
“After
his first novel, Liaisons For Laughs, which took
Sex and the City to new heights and depths, Robert
Scott Leyse's second one, Self-Murder, explores broader,
deeper, and darker territories. Leyse achieves a striking
stylistic gallimaufry: Proustian memories underpinning thoughts,
words, and deeds; obsession treated in a way which evokes
Lolita without those irritating Nabokovian curlicues; romps
that Henry Miller would have enjoyed; a finale that delivers
a blow to the solar plexus.”
—Barry
Baldwin, Emeritus Professor of Classics, U. of Calgary, Fellow
of the Royal Society of Canada
“Self-Murder
is lush sensuality of language injected with menace. A vivid
portrait of mental disintegration and an explosive picture-show.
Hallucinations without substance-abuse. Overwrought nerves
and insomnia are Self-Murder’s
drugs of choice.”
—George
Fosty, ESPN featured author of Black Ice and Splendid
is the Sun
“Here
is a psychological struggle and sensual breakout where you
best get a comfortable seat, grab the joy stick, and hang
on. This is a delicious look at the mystery of self-psychoanalysis,
sensual release, acceptance of gifts of the tallest order,
or the lowest. For those with wander-lust, and all the taste,
touch and aroma imaginable in-between, Self-Murder
is a journey to gorge the senses where the reader gets relished
time and time again, as the protagonist chases himself through
discovery of the basics that make the world go round.”
—Tom
Sheehan, author of Epic Cures and Brief Cases,
Short Spans
"This
is a good/fun read I can highly recommend to readers searching
for something different and don't mind entering the mind of
the insane."
—Allbooks
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