Jennifer Plummer and the Divine Flesh have exactly three things in common: 1) they're trapped inside Jennifer's body; 2) they despise each other; and 3) they're in love with Daryl Plummer, Jennifer's ex-husband.
But when Jennifer takes an experimental wonder drug to free herself from the Divine Flesh's control, it only makes things worse. Expelled from Jennifer's body, the Divine Flesh can now "love" everyone in existence to death, which in this case, means being assimilated forever into the beast.
With time running out, it's somehow up to Jennifer and Daryl to save the universe from complete and total destruction. Can a dysfunctional drug mule and an electrician from rural Idaho stop the cosmic abomination before it's too late? Jennifer thinks, maybe.
A love story, filtered through the haze of an eldritch deity snorting bath salts.
This novel is a lot, but that is by design. If you read the description and the content warnings, and then look at the cover, well, you should have an idea of what you are getting into. With that said, there is some order to be found in this obscene, fleshy chaos. The writing itself is very visceral, it brings you in and leaves you slicked with sweat and other secretions. It moves quickly, and as the narrative goes deeper it moves across a few different character POVs seamlessly. This, combined with the fact that there is a good deal of internal/telepathic conversations means it is constant work to know where you are, the narrative is slippery and moves around. This isn’t to say confusing, but feverish and disorienting in ways that serve the story and the experience. There are a number of narrative twists and turns, as described in the jacket copy, but it does a sensational job of confusing the ideas of protagonist and antagonist. Within that vibrating, maximalist narrative there is strong world-building, what small-town, rural Idaho looks like, especially the view from a trailer that sits in front of another burnt out trailer. The environment and the characters populating it feel real, or as close as they can in this story. Nominally our central character is Jennifer, but the Divine Flesh and Jenifer’s ex Daryl are equally important pivot point the story rotates around. All of them feel robust and exciting. Obviously The Divine Flesh doesn’t feel “real” in the sense of being a character you can relate to, but the depiction of the whims and intentions of eldritch deities is explored in interesting ways. Both Jennifer and Daryl are broken, complicated messes, but from that damage they are trying to find themselves however they know how. They are trying to find themselves and each other, and learn what it might mean to be human in a world that has been almost nothing but pain for them from their traumatic, damaging childhoods up until the present. The pace of the story never slows down, so we don’t spend too many contemplative moments with the characters as I would like, but they are still developed, and they have satisfying journeys to go on throughout the story.
There is an unhinged quality to the writing that does work. Maybe some things aren’t needed, such as a secondary (and maybe even tertiary) plot with the boss of the interdimensional drug smuggling operation that Jennifer is a part of, for instance… But, as they are written they do fit into this meat puzzle, even if they aren’t quite robust as I would want them to be, and with a plot this epic and mind-numbing it is hard to nitpick. There is a relentlessness to the story and the writing, and that all does come through. There is heart and care for the characters, even when they are doing awful things. There is graphic violence and sex and torture and yet it is all working in concert, overloading your senses, flooding all your receptors so you are left with some unvarnished ideas to look at. Because while this novel isn’t ever trying to preach anything, and if it were then it would almost certainly intentionally undermine or sabotage any message right away, it is asking interesting questions.
In its multiple mouth-covered hearts this story is asking questions about autonomy, consent, and control. In terms of one’s body, yes, but also one’s beliefs, one’s heart, and one’s unspoken hungers that can take control if not addressed. The pure absurdity of power that is expressed by eldritch entities that have no way of really recognizing what is valuable to human existence offers some insight, or at least investigation, into what human emotions are and how love, if it is truly going to live up to its all-encompassing and salvific potential, needs to be born from mutual respect and understanding. It cannot be domineering or controlling and still be “love.” At the same time the story gnaws on ideas of grief and redemption, of excess and balance, and of appearance and judgement, among others. It gives an almost omnipotent eldritch flesh god a childish single-tracked mind that actually is layered with innocence and trauma and the constant confusion of wanting to do what is right but also fulfill your own needs, as best you understand them. What does it mean to be your best self?
This story is a mess. A disgusting, glorious mess. There are some plots strands and ideas that aren’t as satisfying as they could be, and even in this maximalist style I think there could be some things that were tightened to make the experience more impactful. While I don’t know that this is anything close to extreme horror, as some may label it, it is certainly extreme, and it doesn’t pull any punches. Yet nothing feels like it is done just for shock value, every mutilated corpse and moist appendage filled with chittering mouths makes sense in this world, the grotesqueries fit together. It’s a lot, and won’t be for everyone, and even some who might find those engaging ideas embedded in this pulsating nightmare may not think the destination is worth the journey. I can’t fault anyone for that. But for me all of that graphic imagery made for an intensely introspective experience, one that grabbed me with all of its sticky tentacles and hasn’t let go yet.
(Rounded up from 3.5)
I want to thank the author, the publisher Dark Matter INK, and NetGalley, who provided a complimentary eARC for review. I am leaving this review voluntarily.
"The Divine Flesh didn’t have real feelings . Well, that wasn’t true. She had three modes. Bored, psychotically happy, and oh-look-I-found-flesh."
⚠️Trigger Warnings⚠️ Suicide, Sex, Violence, Death, Abuse, Profanity, and Rape, Animal death (esp cat lovers be warned!)
Told from the perspectives of a junkie named Jennifer and The Divine flesh, a flesh-bending cosmic/eldritch goddess trapped inside Jennifer. If you are in the mood for a brilliantly unhinged and unserious read, then you need to check this out. It's 448 pages of surreal, trippy, tangled mess and will keep you hooked albeit disturbing. It's wild and bonkers and gross and nasty. The formatting and writing style reads like a fever dream and the pov switches are sometimes confusing, chaotic and made me dizzy (think of the book Bunny 😊) and I wonder what the audio format experience is going to be like. More targeted for splatterpunk / extreme horror fans...Probably best not to read whilst having migraine or cluster headaches. If you are sensitive or squeamish, highly advise not to read while eating. (Gruesome, gory, brutal visceral content). Not for the easily triggered/offended. Proceed with caution 👌⚠️ Perfect for fans of body horror: e.g. Jennifer's body, Queen of Teeth, Transmuted, The Dark Half, and The Substance to name a few. I really appreciate weird fiction and Drew Huff is one talented writer who is certainly not afraid to push boundaries.
Thanks to NetGalley and Dark Matter INK for the arc . I received an advance review copy for free, and I am leaving this review voluntarily.
Jennifer and Darryl are a lovely couple. Upon adjusting my goggles, I see my mistake there. Beginning again, Jennifer and Darryl are most definitely not a lovely couple. Jennifer, a person prone to sabotage, recklessness, drug abuse, and an affinity for alcohol, is a problem. Darryl, with good intentions, equally has motivations for being with Jennifer. It’s what is inside her. Now, that may seem the most apparent thing to readers, but in this instance, it refers to something that coexists in Jennifer's body. The Divine Flesh, or DF for short. DF is a god, or as much of a god as one can be. DF loves Darryl, or as much as a godlike entity can feel for any human. DF is a being who wants to assimilate humankind so she can love them in return. Through various scenes of carnage and mayhem, DF and Jennifer are split into two beings. Multiple mysteries ensue, some of which require Jennifer and Cast to solve. A question arises: Are DF and Jennifer even on the same side? As the mysteries build, this is only the beginning of a deranged story. One involving a being born of the light and one of darkness within the same womb. Concluding in unexpected twists that bend the mind.
I deeply exhale as I attempt to gather my thoughts. Confusion rings loudly. Why am I confused, you may ask? First of all, the cover art, in all its splendor, is a perfect representation of this book. Hearts with mouths, teeth upon rows of shark teeth, aptly describe this endeavor. It must be said that I applaud author Drew Huff and his creativity here. It is ambitious, and for that, he should be commended. With that said, it meandered in spots far too long. The DNF button looked me in the face; it said, C'mon, Orb, just do it; end your misery. I refused; I committed to sticking it through until the very end. That said, this was rocky. During the middle portion of my read, I was lost. The substance of the story leaped off the track, and it never regained its steam. However, while entering the last leg of my journey, I began to gain a small bit of understanding. Restoring my faith that I will endure during times of reading laboriousness.
The white light blinded me in a sense of serenity and calm, being on the hero’s team, vanquishing those draped eerily in darkness and evil. Luke Skywalker, clad in his billowing white garb, versus Darth Vader, cloaked in his onyx shroud of deception. However, in this story, there seemed to be a polar opposite take on this normal train of thought. To avoid giving readers any spoilers, there was an unexpected element of cleverness. I would not say I had an affinity toward any of the characters within the book, and in all fairness, this may have lent to my frustration. There was a fair amount of “side quests” going on to probe and gain some understanding. I could not escape the fact that perhaps it could have been more streamlined to greater effect. We have shape-shifting mirror people, created by a woman/godlike being, for her to reproduce more of her kind on Earth. A town lynching by bigoted individuals, a fatal car crash, and drug deals gone wrong. There seemed to be many moving parts, and I, as a reader, wanted to focus solely on the main relationship and characters within that small circle.
In conclusion, has this been my best review? Certainly not. I might DNF my own review if I could. I struggle with this, as is apparent with the aloofness brought upon by my inability to articulate this review. I wanted to love this. The cover art demanded it! For me, this never reached that level. I am giving this 2 stars out of 5 stars.
Many thanks to Drew Huff for the ARC through Netgalley. This review is voluntary and contains my honest opinion.
This book was bonkers! I’ve never read anything quite like this, it has a heavy premise but boy was this a winner for me! I share the name of the main character-though we couldn’t be anymore different, so that was a fun addition to the craziness that is The Divine Flesh. Splatterpunk fans will surely tear through this one with reckless abandon as it was a visceral gore fest of epic proportions. The only critique I have is that the beginning was a bit of a crawl for me but once the pace picked up it was like having to tear yourself away from looking at a car wreck on the side of the road, you couldn’t help your morbid curiosity!
Thank you to NetGalley and Drew Huff for the ARC in exchange for an honest review.
While I really liked the body horror, the cosmic horror, and the Eldritch monsters, I'm not sure if this really worked out as a full-length novel.
I think a novella would've sufficed, since the main plot and subplots felt like they were dragged out to reach a word count. As much as I loved the idea of multiversal monsters like the Divine Flesh and the mirror people laying their eggs and birthing their spawn across the dimensions, we only got a glimpse of that concept because this story took place solely on present-day Earth.
Other than Jennifer and her estranged husband (who's obsessed with the Divine Flesh in a gross, yet comedic, way) going around trying to stop the Divine Flesh and the mirror people, the plot was really thin. The Divine Flesh rambled a lot, terrorized people, rambled some more, terrorized more people, and rinse and repeat.
The mirror people egg subplot was kinda cool, but like the Divine Flesh plotline, it dragged out too long after the 50% mark and I found myself eager for it all to be over.
I had fun while it lasted, and I actually wouldn't mind reading more from Drew Huff.
Thank you to Dark Matter INK and NetGalley for this arc.
I usually love weird stuff but this did not do it for me. Unfortunately, I was so insanely confused that I could not enjoy the story. The author’s voice is super unique, I will give them that! I just didn’t know what was going on.
May appeal to people who liked Bunny - it has that same kind of chaotic WTF energy.
Content warnings (in the first 30%): body horror, gore, car accident, abuse, alcoholism, drug abuse, fire, guns(hunting), animal cruelty, death, suicide
This was the cosmic horror of my dreams. My only complaint is that it got a little bit long. Other than that, the interdimensional drug mule who is also dealing with being the third wheel to the flesh goddess that possesses her being in a relationship with her ex-husband, Daryl, is an extremely fun protagonist to follow. This was also a surprisngly touching book, in between some of the most fun body horror I experienced in probably ever.
Some people have mommy issues, some have daddy issues, but everyone has God issues.
The Divine Flesh follows Jennifer, a drug addict who shares her body with an Eldritch God named "The Divine Flesh" or simply she/her. They get separated as entities and it's up to her and her ex-husband Daryl to stop her from breaking the world.
Simply put, this reads like a bad acid trip.
The premise of this book is what drew me to it, it's unique and intriguing. The execution is choppy and disappointing. The writing is all over the place and the plot is practically impossible to follow without rereading massive chunks of it over and over again. The pace felt incredibly slow and too fast at the same time, which I'll give credit to the author, that's the first time I've ever said that.
This was just a repetitive, confusing mess. Maybe this would be for you if you enjoy wacky books with little substance.
Thank you to NetGalley and Dark Matter INK for providing an ARC copy in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own
For as much as I dug the cover art and synopsis, I’m just not connecting with any of these characters, and good lord are there an awful lot of them to try and keep straight. The Divine Flesh is a twisted Lynchian crime novel by way of Clive Barker, chock full of body horror and gore, drug couriers and gods. All of which should be right up my alley. But whatever Drew Huff has concocted here just isn’t adding up for me.
It all feels too aimless and messy, with too many concepts to try and keep track of, and too many characters to remember how they all fit together. Over a hundred pages in, and roughly another 260 to go, this book just feels overstuffed and overly, and unnecessarily, complicated.
To top it off, there’s nothing for me to really latch onto, as if the material actively works at resisting a reader’s engagement and pushes itself away from its audience. Frankly, I’m just bored by all the many various and seemingly random detours, and puzzle pieces of plot that don’t seem to fit together. Time to call it quits.
I’m, not quite sure how to summarise this book other than “how gloriously batshit was that.” Body horror, flesh-goddesses, themes of love, power, autonomy and the self are all wrapped up in this small town murder mystery come inter dimensional drug trafficking ring slash coming of age, though it’s more like coming into one’s own body. Initially this was a 3.75 for me, but the more I sit on Huff’s talent and audacity, the more I love it.
Thank you to Dark Matter INK and NetGalley for the e-arc! All thoughts are my own.
Set in a small town in America - Rosetown, Idaho - Jennifer is part of an inter dimensional drug smuggling ring, and battles a daily fight for control of her own body and mind with the eldritch flesh goddess inhabiting her - The Divine Flesh. Now, when Daryl, Jennifer’s ex husband and whom The Divine Flesh happens to be currently in a relationship with, is murdered by small town bigots, Jennifer and TDF have to work together (if they can) to find the murderers. Along they way they become separated, Daryl resurrected, and they must all contend with the all-consuming hungers and desires of The Divine Flesh herself.
We follow - stumbling along in their wake - several key characters. Jennifer, The Divine Flesh, Susan, Daryl and Clay. Jennifer, our eldritch entity hosting drug mule, and The Divine Flesh, said eldritch entity, come as a pair; both inhabiting the same body, the same mind. Theirs is a relationship born of constant battle for control, of experiencing and denying hungers, of loss of autonomy, grief and trauma. Daryl, Jennifer’s ex and TDF’s current love, gets caught up in this pulsating mess of a story, flung around, taken apart and put back together and damn I feel for the guy. Susan and Clay are our Mirror People, an alien species and part and parcel of the inter dimensional drug racket Jennifer finds herself smuggling goods (Mirror People eggs).
I will say, I spent about 40% of this book oscillating between mild and moderate confusion; though I do think that this is just part and parcel of the premise.
This is, in its heart of (many mouthed, multiple) hearts, TDF is a love story; it’s a story about consent, autonomy, self acceptance, and the queasy nature of love as a force. TDF explores, in a hazy, whirlwind, trippy, confusing punch-in-the-brain sort of narrative, questions of what can be considered “love”; can something intensely volatile, possessive, controlling and domineering and still be love. It considers the power of repressed desires, examined through the lens of a flesh-hungry goddess who just wants to “love” (consume) flesh, with little understanding or concern for humanity.
I enjoyed being hurled along with TDF herself; as though she, naturally, was a character with an utterly foreign mindset being an eldritch flesh goddess and all, Huff’s writing was visceral and tangible. TDF’s desires, motivations and reasonings were expressed in a way that could, and did, resonate - the absurdity of the strength of her power conveys the absolute overwhelm of emotions when someone presses them down. Her innate call for love can resonate with someone starved of it. Her grief speaks to those still processing their own pasts.
What I loved however was Jennifer - at times a passenger in her own body, her own mind, she was the driving force for me during this bloody, gory, hallucinogenic feeling ride. Damaged by her past, and her, you know, constant state of sharing her soul with a flesh goddess clamouring to feed and deal death, Jennifer is a lost soul trying to find herself, to reclaim what’s been taken from her. Due to the breakneck speed of the plot, we don’t really have too many contemplative moments with Jennifer or Daryl, but Jennifer’s journey is one I found satisfying - if not intensely overwhelming.
Essentially, read THE DIVINE FLESH if you want a body horror that’s breakneck, filled with telepathy, an aching hunger that crawls from the pages and feasts on your organs. A relentless pace with no concern for whether you understand which reads like ‘buckle up buddy, we’re going feasting and a’murdering and you better just strap in.’ It’s brutal and wild, confusing and relentless, and I’ll definitely be reading it again to find everything I missed on the first go.
I think I may be obsessed with this book? Has the Divine Flesh Herself gotten Her loving tendrils into me and assimilated me? Maybe?
This book is an absolutely unhinged, deranged wild ride, following a junkie and her ex-husband as they combat - but also love - a cosmic Eldritch murderess monster goddess called the Divine Flesh. Although truly horrific and disturbing, I often was laughing out loud and could not put this book down. I also had no idea what was happening or where it was heading - though it does eventually make sense in the end and wrap up nicely (?). There were several points I was thinking "my God, this is insane, this must be the finale" but then I'd realize I was only 38% or 56% through, and it only got more insane as I went.
The Divine Flesh, who is trapped inside Jennifer the Junkie's body and fighting for control, talks like a silly little kawaii princess who just wants to PLAY with FLESH please Jennifer let her OUT! TEEHEE! it was just so ridiculously silly and I dunno, I just love her. Flesh abominations and brutal murder sprees and all.
It is absolutely not for the squeamish or faint of heart - there is gore, body horror, sexual violence, violence against children, drug addicts, religious zealous, racists, homophobic hillbillies - truly check your trigger warnings before diving in. It reminded me a bit of Chuck Palahniuk's early writing (Guts, Invisible Monsters, Snuff). But also like, if Venom and Men in Black had a crazy meth horror baby. Take that how you will.
And the cover! *Chef's kiss*. Obsessed.
I was happy to receive a review copy / ARC from Netgalley, thank you NG, Drew Huff, and Dark Matter INK! It comes out March 2025 ✨
** I received an ARC copy from Netgalley in exchange for a honest review**
3,5⭐ rounded upwards for Goodreads
The Divine Flesh reads like a fever dream. This is both good and bad, because it leaves you guessing what will happen next. But at the same time, I was not able to completely follow along with the story. I still enjoyed it, I loved the creepy Lovecraftian vibe that it had going on. I also absolutely adored the body horror and the gore. We all know I am always a sucker for some good old gorey scenes.
The characters were interesting, they were morally grey at best and I was living for it. I love it when characters do good and bad things because of good and bad reasons. The only vice I have with this book that it feels a little too long. Some parts felt a little drawn out and were a little too long. I liked the variety of characters, though at one point I had a difficult time telling who is who. Luckily this wasn't a problem for very long.
In the end, The Divine Flesh was an enjoyable cosmic horror. This will not be everyone's cup of tea, but I liked it!
The cover drew me in and the plot sounded intense. I was right. This author, Drew Huff, is incredibly talented and I'll be needing to read all of their work at this point. The world building added to this extreme horror book was so impressive. This was like the best rollercoaster ride at Banksy's Disneyland. GET THIS NOW. This might be one of the best books I've ever read?!
Thank you to Net Galley and Dark Matter Ink for allowing me to read this in advance! This review is my own opinion I am leaving voluntarily.
WORD OF CAUTION: This is definitely a horror book.
The protagonist is addicted to both alcohol and mostly whatever drug she can get her hands on. There are a lot of references to very serious mental health issues, and the gore and violence is next level. There are bugs, cannibalism, SA, and everything else you can imagine. Please be warned going into this book. It was one of the hardest reads for me, I could not put it down.
i wanted to like this book so badly, but it just wasn’t for me. the writing felt choppy and all over the place. so much was happening at once which made it hard to follow along with the plot. loved The Divine Flesh though! She truly carried the chapters that i made it through. i wish the book was more about Her than Jennifer.
thanks to netgalley and the publisher for the arc in exchange for an honest review
Are YOU a freak, pervert, or weirdo endlessly attracted to (and possibly aroused by) depictions of flesh transformed and desecrated? You should read The Divine Flesh. Even if the answer to that question is no, you should read The Divine Flesh.
In this story of tendrils, deities, and parasites, God is flesh. All is flesh, almost. The body is home for violence, for sex, for drugs, for worship, adoration, and for abomination. The novel, broadly, follows Jennifer, her husband Darryl, and their relationship in the face of a fight against addiction, parasites, Gods, fascism, and human vessels carrying larvae.
Drew Huff, a name that is appearing more and more frequently in short-story genre collections, pulls from a conceit of scorned lovers, addicts, and a cosmic love triangle an epic, exhaustive, and over-reaching treatise on female bodily autonomy, Queer rights, and the apathy of a God that allows babies to be born addicted to heroin, to name but a few. In fact, the gamut of moral, theological, and philosophical musings is so wide there’s the temptation to fault the novel for it’s inability to focus, but this would be futile in the face of what is essentially one long, too long possibly, gooey climax with all the sloppy chaos that that entails. What I’m saying is The Divine Flesh is baggy and scatty and full of narratives asides, but they feel encoded into the very DNA of the book. What else could a book about a transformative God in love with humanity and yet painfully unaware of the violence of Her kindness be if not too ambitious?
Obvious allusions to Clive Barker and David Cronenberg do little to minimise the text’s originality and offer a post-modern-ish edge to proceedings. However, it is Twin Peaks, specifically The Return, that feels the most thematically aligned with the part domestic and part inter-dimensional darkness lying at the centre of this novel. In both texts, ‘creator’ figures from a realm beyond ours construct and shape the tragedies of our lives, escaping through places and acts that hang on the very edge of reality: gas stations, drug deals, and sites of domestic abuse. This shared energy extends to Barker too, and present in all of these texts is the idea that the most infinite and unimaginable cruelty exists not in creatures beyond our understanding but in the homes of the nuclear families of America.
This darkness, this violence, this reprehensible ugliness thrives in the contemporary right-wing, both in this novel and in general, destabilised by their own anxieties and driven by capitalist enemies into spaces of pure hatred. Huff’s point is clear but not didactic: conservatism is American threat, and it is festering in plain sight.
A must read.
Thanks to Netgalley, Drew Huff, and Dark Matter Ink for the ARC.
The Divine Flesh is a cosmic horror novel, written by Drew Huff, and published by Dark Matter INK. A story that can be defined as an absolute trip, fast paced and psychedelic at moments, showing the strength of Huff at writing broken characters while giving us excellent touches of body horror, an examination of godly figures and their purposes, and an interesting universe (shared with her novelette My Name Isn't Paul).
We have an absolutely unhinged story following Jennifer, who works as an interdimensional drugs mule, and the Divine Flesh, a cosmic deity that shares her body; but not only that, as both are still in love with Daryl, Jennifer's ex-husband. However, when Jennifer takes an experimental drug to free herself from the DF's control; but once the goddess is outside of the vessel, she can show her love to everything in existence, bringing death while assimilating all. Jennifer and Daryl might be the only ones that can stop her and save the universe from being assimilated into the cosmic beast; but those won't be the only problems they will have to confront in their rural town of Idaho.
While we have a completely bonkers plot, all was outshined by how well-fleshed the characters are; a shared characteristic of Huff's bibliography. Not only we have Jennifer, our broken mule, that wants to recover her autonomy and finally rebuild her life, having to overcome those circumstances to confront the Divine Flesh, but also the character of the Divine Flesh blurs the lines between protagonist and antagonist: it's clearly a psychotic god, but she's also looking for her own freedom. Daryl is in an interesting conflict, not only because of how he has to navigate a really dangerous environment, but finally accepting the flawed Jenn becomes an important point in our story. The rest of the secondary cast might be not so flashy, but there's something there on the Mirror People, especially on Susan, with a character arc whose revelations reinforce certain points of our main plot.
The writing is absolutely visceral, much like a fever dream at some points, erasing the lines between characters and universe; it can be a hit-or-miss situation, but I couldn't stop reading. Body horror takes a prominent spot in the plot, while themes such as autonomy, consent and godhood are explored; all through a fast pacing.
The Divine Flesh is, definitely, an experience; an excellent cosmic horror novel that you will enjoy if you are looking for a read that is not afraid of exploring extremes while giving a good dose of body horror. A read that I absolutely loved, a big recommend!
The Divine Flesh is not just a book. It’s a trip. A full send into cosmic horror hell with no seatbelt, no brakes, and definitely no emotional support. Drew Huff woke up one day and chose violence, and honestly? Respect.
So we’ve got Jennifer, who’s just out here smuggling interdimensional substances, but then the Divine Flesh comes in, an ancient goddess who sees Jennifer and goes, “Yeah, I’m gonna live in there now.” Meanwhile, Jennifer’s ex, Daryl, is just trying to mind his business, but NOPE—he gets roped into this fleshy, writhing nightmare too. The moral of the story? Your ex will come back to haunt you, but sometimes they bring a body-hungry eldritch entity with them.
The writing?? Pure chaos energy. The body horror?? So visceral I could feel it. The vibes?? Dude I was like 👀👀👀 50% of the time with a dash of 😧 and 🤢
Final verdict: This book is gross. This book ruined me. 10/10, would get psychologically wrecked again.
A messed up love story that only the granddaddy of them all-mr Clive Barker would have conceived, him and now Drew Huff. This book made me feel a lot of things and I think that's by design. I don't think I'll ever read anything quite as bonkers as this again. Read if you like your cosmic horror Clive flavoured.
Thank you to NetGalley and the author for the eARC in exchange for an honest review!
‘The Divine Flesh’ is a blend of science fiction and horror, with strong elements of cosmic and body horror. It follows Jennifer Plummer, an interdimensional drug mule and drug addict struggling with her self-destructive tendencies - oh, and the eldritch goddess called the Divine Flesh who shares her body and is in a relationship with her ex-husband, Daryl.
When Daryl is murdered by a group of small-town bigots, Jennifer and the Divine Flesh have to work together to find the culprits, but somehow end up separated at last. Now Jennifer, alongside a resurrected Daryl, is forced to reckon with the unleashed Divine Flesh and her plans for humanity…
The novel is set in Rosetown, Idaho - a small American town with a population of 5000 and a white supremacist conspiracy lurking beneath the churches. Our main character is Jennifer, but we also get a few different POVs: the Divine Flesh herself, Susan and Clay - an alien species called the Mirror People - and a couple of the townspeople. The story explores addiction, identity, justice (and how far should one go to get it), and transformation, all set against a backdrop of cosmic horror and the sheer insignificance of humanity when faced against eldritch beings. The writing is visceral and intense, with a dark tone of introspection, delving deep into the human psyche in all its gory brilliance and capacity for evil. The imagery is poetic and grotesque, and the body horror is superbly written to create a growing sense of unease as the narrative unfolds.
This is unlike any book I’ve ever read; I’m not a horror girly and this is sort of new territory for me. Fortunately, I’m pretty unfazed so I felt able to really appreciate the gory elements woven throughout. I was initially mildly confused for the first quarter or so, but I never felt worried - I always felt the author was in complete control and I would understand in time. And I did. As the threads began to pull together and the plot threads coalesced for the conclusion, I found myself fully immersed in the horror that had arrived in this small American town and desperate to see how this would end. This whole novel was a bizarre trip and I don’t think I’ll ever experience such a bonkers novel again. It is graphic and disgusting at times - but it never felt gratuitous. There was a point and a reason behind the vivid descriptions and imagery.
I’m not sure who I would recommend this to, other than those with a strong stomach. I would advise checking the trigger warnings for sure, but if you feel ready, buckle up and dive straight into the Flesh for a wild, fever dream experience that honestly I really enjoyed.
This book is a freaking fever dream! So many times, I had to stop what I was doing & say to myself “WTF am I reading?!” I could NOT put this down! Forever reading anything this author puts out. The first half was full of me questioning my sanity, and trying to figure what is happening. Second half, me questioning my sanity because of how OBSESSED with this book I became.
I have already made anybody that would listen to me, sign up for NetGalley & get this book because I NEEDED TO TALK ABOUT IT WITH PEOPLE WHO KNEW WHAT THE HELL WAS HAPPENING!
This was my entry into extreme horror & I’m so happy it was. This book has every trigger under the sun but damn, the writing draws you in. I could visualize almost every word in full color. Divine Flesh is and will be the only of its kind. Award for the most unique thing I’ve read. I originally gave it 3 stars but after thinking about this book almost every day for weeks since I’ve read it, I felt it deserved the 5 stars.
Thank you, thank you to the author, publisher & Netgalley for this eARC.
Thank you to NetGalley and Drew Huff for the early read of The Divine Flesh!
I don’t know where to begin with this one—it throws you into the deep end of Jennifer’s world of drugs, chaos, and “shipments.” I was unsure at first and the writing took a bit to get used to, but once I just let myself be a part of this universe, I couldn’t get enough. It’s a love story as much as it’s a horror story as much as it’s a dissection of religion. What and who is redeemable? What is unconditional love? What is a god?
The body horror in this was the best I’ve read, absolutely brutal and visceral imagery. The characters were such a unique vehicle for this story. I want to read anything Drew Huff puts into the world!
My only qualms with this were that it probably could have been a bit shorter, some portions dragged a bit; and being tossed into the world so abruptly left me confused here and there, but part of me thinks that’s a point.
All in all, I can’t wait for this book to rock the world of many horror fans. I’ll be recommending to my horror book club immediately!
Drew Huff’s The Devine Flesh is a wild, unapologetic dive into a world filled with gore, vulgarity, and gripping emotional intensity. Following the chaotic life of Jennifer Plummer, this book is a rollercoaster ride that doesn’t hold back, immersing readers in a dark, raw story about trauma, survival, and the divine.
The story centers on Jennifer Plummer, a woman struggling through a life clouded by drugs and alcohol. As if her existence wasn’t already a challenge, she harbors a literal goddess inside her body. Through Jennifer’s journey, readers are thrown into a world of visceral body horror, devastating despair, and moments of resilience that will leave you reeling.
One of the most striking aspects of The Devine Flesh is its rawness. This was my first introduction to a book filled with such vulgar language and gore, and it was absolutely captivating. Jennifer’s natural, almost nonchalant way of dealing with the horrific situations she’s thrown into left me flabbergasted. It opened my mind to a new type of protagonist—one whose trauma shapes their actions in believable and often shocking ways.
The characters, too, felt incredibly real. Every villain introduced had a clear and understandable reason for their cruelty, making them complex and believable rather than caricatures of evil. Huff’s ability to create characters that feel grounded, even in a world filled with divine and horrific elements, is a true strength of the story.
Jennifer is undeniably the heart of this story. Despite all her wrongs, I couldn’t help but root for her. She’s messy, flawed, and utterly human, even in her extraordinary circumstances. Her despair felt authentic, and I found myself deeply invested in her journey. She’s the kind of character you stick by, no matter how bad things get.
Then there’s Daryl. Oh, Daryl. I have such a like-hate relationship with him. Not even “love-hate”—just “like.” It’s frustrating because I want to dislike him so badly, but I can’t completely dismiss his perspective. He’s written in such a way that his actions, while often infuriating, still make sense. That kind of complexity makes him a fascinating character, even if he’s not entirely likable.
Honestly, I can’t point out any weaknesses here. This was my first foray into a book like this, and it delivered on every front. The gore, the trauma, the moral ambiguity—it all felt intentional and well-executed. For me, every element of the story felt purposeful and impactful.
At its core, The Devine Flesh explores trauma, resilience, and the complexity of human nature. Jennifer’s journey highlights the despair of living through unimaginable circumstances and the strength required to face them. It’s a story that challenges readers to empathize with deeply flawed characters while contemplating the line between humanity and divinity.
The Devine Flesh is a chaotic, gut-wrenching ride that doesn’t shy away from the grotesque or the emotional. Drew Huff has created a story that feels deeply personal yet universally relatable in its exploration of trauma and survival. I’d recommend this to readers who are ready for a dark, visceral tale with complex characters and unflinching honesty.
If you’re looking for a book that will shock you, challenge you, and stay with you long after you’ve finished it, this one is worth the ride.
4.5 rounded to 5 stars
Thank you Netgalley for this ARC for an honest review 😊 #Netgalley
Disclaimer: I received an e-book ARC through netgalley.
This story follows a woman possessed the Divine Flesh, which takes over her body at random times. They hate each other and constantly fight for control, blaming the other for their lives being a mess. The Divine Flesh just wants to create new life (but you can’t create anything from nothing, so she needs bodies), Jennifer just wants to survive hers (former foster care kid turned drug addict and drug mule), or so they say. The story is quite confusing at first as it just throws you into the deep end of a world where a woman sometimes blacks out and the Divine Flesh takes her over and creates her children out of Flesh. The first third of the book is a bit tough to get through because of this. The story moves fast, but I was constantly trying to slow it down, figure out if I missed anything in the world building, trying to make sense of it. But once I got over that, the story really took off and I had a really good time. There are many perspective switches, making the story feel vibrant and fleshed out (ha!), moving along at a feverish pace and dragging you along for the ride. It’s crass, it’s gorey, it’s gross and elbow deep in the guts of everything depraved and if you allow yourself to be enveloped by that, you will have a great time. Once the story settles down in a small town in Idaho is when the character’s really get to shine, which is when the story really started to work for me. We don’t only get to explore Jennifer’s feelings, but also Daryl’s (her ex) and the Divine Flesh as she changes. There are also a multitude of side character, some worse than others and quite a few you wish would die sooner than later (looking at you Trojan!), but their perspectives also add to the unsettling feeling, add to the horror and add to the confusion and so they worked really well. Do mind the trigger warnings, there are very few nice or kind people in this story, but if you are interested in a book about cosmic horror and filled with body horror and incredibly well written terror, this is a book to check out!
As a fan of Duff’s work, particularly Free Burn and Landlocked in Foreign Skin, I was eager to dive into The Divine Flesh. While I deeply admire the author’s creativity—reminiscent of Clive Barker’s style, with its vivid body horror and ever-mutating flesh, this particular novel didn’t quite hit the mark for me.
Duff’s descriptions are undeniably striking, as it immersed me in grotesque yet fascinating imagery. One of the standout passages paints a truly surreal scene:
“Twenty arms branched from its neck instead of a head. Their fingertips forked into smaller arms, endlessly branching. Enfleshed fractals. Three pairs of featherless wings rooted from its spine. Two pairs shielded the abomination’s main body, and the third flapped. Skin strained over each bone in their structure. Each palm in the hand-branches of its ‘head’ held a miniature sun.”
Moments like this are scattered throughout the novel, making it a feast for the imagination. However, the sheer density of description sometimes slows the pacing, and I couldn’t help but feel that this novel would shine even brighter as a graphic novel or an illustrated edition. Seeing these nightmarish creations brought to life visually would enhance the experience immensely!
That said, the plot felt weighed down by numerous subplots and an expansive cast of characters, which at times made it difficult to stay fully engaged. Additionally, the internal dialogue between The Divine Flesh and Jennifer often blurred together and made it challenging to distinguish who was speaking. Despite these issues, I appreciated the novel’s exploration of the deep, universal desire to love and be loved.
While this book didn’t fully resonate with me, Duff’s creativity remains impressive, and I’ll still be looking forward to future works. Fans of highly descriptive, surreal horror may find much to appreciate here!
Many thanks to the author for providing an eARC of this novel, I’m sharing my honest review voluntarily.
Do you like cosmic horror? Are you into the most horrific body horror imaginable? Do you want to be engrossed in the most descriptive and otherworldly story possible? Then you must read 👏 this 👏 book! A big thank you to Drew and NetGalley for this advanced read 🖤
Such uniquely captivating descriptions of the most disturbing and mind-bending body transformations, along with witty lines and a suspenseful plot that keeps your eyes glued to every page. While I found the writing style took some getting used to, the moment I was in the depths of the story, there was no turning back until I finished the book. I also appreciated the transparency of all TWs (so please check before reading ⚠️)
How to review this book is a total separate set of problems. How do I describe The Divine Flesh by Drew Huff? Think 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas' crossed with 'Men in Black' crossed with 'The Preacher' (Comic Series & AMC). That's the best I can do. This book is so delightfully out there. An absolute gem of weirdness.
I don’t rate things lower than a 3 usually, but this was just a mess. It was confusing and contradictory. Maybe that was the point, I don’t know. Almost DNFed it but pushed through and I don’t know why I did (probably for my NetGalley ratio I guess). At least it was fast paced and slightly entertaining.
2.75. Thank you to NetGalley and Dark Matter for the digital arc of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Where do I begin. This book is weird which I tend to love. It had a lot of body horror which I also enjoy however I got tired of it since there was just so so much. I loved the divine flesh as a character and when we were with her I was having a great time. Where I felt this went wrong was just how many things it tried to do. Addiction, serial killer/rapist, mirror people body snatchers, getting siblings out of foster care system, religion and everything going on with the Devine Flesh and Jennifer. I felt this made it unfocused and difficult to follow and stick with. It took me awhile to finish because I just got fatigue from all the body horror and well flesh of it all. I feel like if the book had when pared down and focused and or in shorter form I would have enjoyed it much more.