I received this book as part of a trade. I found that it was a fast paced read.
Matt Wicker is an award winning photo journalist. An artist with an eye for the perfect shot. He's at the top of the photo journalists world, a denim tumbleweed in the carpeted power hallways of NYC. A man with a secret that releases a demon behind the veils of his eyelids, a demon bent on destroying everything Matt holds dear...every time he goes to sleep.
It's an interesting book, given that it was written in the 80s. it delves into the world of driven people, sleep study, and what sometimes happens when we go too far to achieve that moment of perfection.
Whenever I want a quick, entertaining read, I pick up this book. The author has a way of putting together a few well chosen words to convey a motion or expression. I've read it a few times and it's still fun.
Matt takes photos, absolutely beautiful, Pulitzer Prize worthy, captivating and moving. He will start with insomnia, then bad blood churning nightmares, then onto maniacal violence, wanting to burn people alive, suffocate the breath out of them. Two other people will have the same desires. There is a SLEEP monster hunting their victims, making them do unthinkable things to loved ones. The dream world and real world blend as one. To stop SLEEP suicide is the only answer but SLEEP wants to punish their victims beyond insanity. Guilt plays a major role, left hidden in the brain somewhere, where SLEEP can exploit and have sick fun with his victims.
Picked this up at my local bookshop. A random paperback with an alluring and interesting cover. Felt like it would be a good fit for spooky season, and it turned out to be a decent page turner. It's not out and out scary as far as horror goes, but it's the sort of thing that works to unsettle you psychologically.
It' follows a photo journalist, a wealthy man with issues, a murderer, and a sleep specialist, all of whom are being targeted by Sleep.
As the synopsis says, Sleep is waiting to rip the world apart, and when that's the case, even the insomnia becomes a nightmare. Much of the unsettledness of it all relates to the existential crisis of sleeps association with deat.h. certainly there is terror in imagining the dream giving way to nothingness, but the real struggle here is depicted as more of an engagement with the true terrors that huant us in our sleep. Not the things that end life, but the things that redner life meaningless.
If that sounds heavy, it's actually more entertaining than a deep philopshical exploration. But there is enough substance here to keep it real.
This was a hand me down book from a family member. I had reservation about this one. The cover alone would have been enough to keep me from buying it. I was completely surprised from the start. Not a skin crawling horror, but very well done. Took me to the edge at page one and held me there for the whole 310 pages. Definitely, one i will keep in my collection and read again.