ACCLAIMED AUTHOR OF FOURTEEN STORIES, NONE OF THEM ARE YOURS, CO-WRITER OF THE FILM EILEEN and Oscar Nominated film CAUSEWAY
RECIPIENT OF PRESTIGIOUS RONALD SUKENICK INNOVATIVE FICTION PRIZE AND JOAN SCOTT MEMORIAL FICTION AWARD
“If this book were any better I’d cut my own head off.”—Ottessa Moshfegh
“Kill Dick is a fever dream.”–Harriet Armstrong, author of To Rest Our Minds and Bodies
A fever dream, Kill Dick is a literary thriller that plunges into the chaos of Los Angeles where addiction, privilege, and corruption combust.
At nineteen, Susie Vogelman should be she’s an NYU dropout with no responsibilities, endless prescription pills, and a Brentwood estate to waste away in. But Los Angeles has other plans. A string of brutal murders targeting addicts spreads through the city, and Susie’s ivory tower begins to crumble. The headlines point too close to her father’s ties to an opioid empire, a sinister secret society, and her own complicity in the systems holding it all together.
Then there’s Peter Holiday, a disgraced professor running a rehab scam so audacious it’s almost admirable. When their lives collide, Susie and Peter are dragged into a web of privilege, corruption, and violence, where every escape leads deeper into the rot.
Dark, satirical, and razor-sharp, Kill Dick is a modern literary thriller that unflinchingly dissects wealth, exploitation, and the perilous line between survival and self-destruction.
Luke Goebel is an author and screenwriter celebrated for his unflinching honesty and innovative storytelling.
A recipient of the Ronald Sukenick Innovative Fiction Prize and the Joan Scott Memorial Fiction Award, his debut novel, Fourteen Stories, None of Them Are Yours, garnered critical acclaim for its fragmented yet profoundly resonant exploration of love, grief, and the restless search for identity. His next novel, Kill Dick, will be published in Spring 2026 by Red Hen Press.
Goebel also co-wrote Eileen, starring Anne Hathaway and McKenzie Thompson, and Causeway, starring Jennifer Lawrence.
Kill Dick wastes no time. The novel opens on all that is the earthly beauty of sunny Cal- warm Santa Ana winds that touch the breath of Southern California trees, heavy with citrus fruit. From those first sentences how quickly the reader is brought into the disturbed under pinning that is felt through LA by way of the world of wealthy Marlborough graduate and NYU dropout Susie Vogelman. We find Susie lying by the pool in her Brentwood home, high on Oxycontin trying to keep herself deaf to the reality of the “orange haze of doom” in the form of horrific killings in the news and looming political events. Faking feeling fine in tinsel town. Outside of the book, just like in Susie’s world, even tourists can feel the same historic fakery of Los Angeles when they come looking for Hollywood— a symptom of a culture that hides its seedy unease behind pretty things. It is seen when walking the stars on a boulevard that has the remnants of the angst of an America that never quite got relieved from its anger and now lives in drug addled minds without homes while the influencers make videos and Mann’s Chinese Theater has another celebrity studded opening— everyone using something to feign relief. This addiction to anything in order to deal with America’s darkness is the contemporary world that Susie is a part of in the book.
The territory that author and screenwriter Luke Goebel explores may remind some readers of their memories of the noir world of the Big Sleep where author Raymond Chandler (also a screenwriter) saw the darkness in the sunniest city. But the searing reality of the LA streets in Kill Dick, Goebel’s second novel, is set in an unspecified period that seems to be right before the 2016 election — which indeed feels like right now, and you as the reader want the contemporary LA darkness to be shown. Because if you live in LA, or even somewhere else in America, you’ve always felt it. Finally we’ve been given a novel that plays out the fever dream that no one came for but is provided by the City of Angels for all who came to find a life of sunny dreams.
The novel is crude and disturbing at times, but there is no way you’re turning away once you open the cover. There are gut wrenching killings in the book happening to drug addicts all over Los Angeles as poor little rich girl Susie gets caught up in Oxycontin and her former professor’s quest to find his drug addicted brother. They are all aided by the caretaking femme fluid Royal-Lee, a 19 year old who seems all too gentle for any of the contents of the book. These characters along with Susie’s parents and a questionable “Church of White Illumination” are all tied together in ways you don’t see coming, as Dick Sickler, the billionaire creator of Oxy, is the man who knots together all the characters and their turmoil. They are all in some way dependent on Dick (or his creation) and maybe will stop at nothing to undo that dependancy. The novel is a reflection of the lingering demented darkness of Los Angeles, like the real life Cecil Hotel, a former home of serial murderers, and other seedy motels in which Goebel sets a series of killings.
The contents of Kill Dick and the experience of its characters could not actually be lived without it needing being purged from one’s system. And so the tale must come up and out as an intellectually dense narrative vomit of LA society, which is American society, which is the mess we inherited and are forced to digest through our lives. Goebel’s novel suggests we are unable to digest this America any longer. Goebel’s prose is crazed and calculated- driving you faster off a cliff you’re not really sure you want to go over but you stay for the ride because you have to see what happens. He’s changing lanes on the way, moving from first to third person narration, following different characters and intersecting timelines. We’ve seen it done before, perhaps best of all William Faulkner (also a screenwriter) but here in the world of Kill Dick this narrative technique brings turbulent movement to the story. Goebel’s book seems all too horrific and all too plausible all at once. He makes us wonder, is this narrative of graphic events and characters of grotesque archetypes that live in a war zone of capitalism actually happening in reality? And we’re left with the sickening feeling that possibly all of this did happen, potentially all of it will become future events, and most probably all of it is indeed happening in our current world.
The book moves quickly and slowly at the same time as if itself is a trip of Oxy. You feel asleep, you feel raw, you feel like you understand something no one else gets, you feel like you need more but sometimes get nothing from it, like Susie’s rambling intellectual clusterfuck of thoughts that lead to the minutiae movement in the plot. Reading this novel feels like what an addiction really feels like.
When you leave the novel, you feel profoundly sad. The themes are real- they are present right now- living in Skid Row, living in LA, living in America. All this questioning of what is real in our culture and politics, what is truth, dwells in this novelization about a time that is all too present and speaks honesty more radically than what Goebel calls “the Orange candidate” could ever tweet. Maybe that’s why you feel sad, because you are finally confronted with the totality that we feel up against as individual human beings in a culture and a politics that itself tries to pretend it isn’t there. We all are exhausted from publicly playing along like everything that you see wrong with society is actually just fine. Yet all that’s wrong is right there in the book. Kill Dick is not an antithesis to a Holy book but a book of what the stories of Jesus’s miracles would look like today- only without Jesus there.
Or is he there? Meaning: is Kill Dick a more accurate depiction of what transformation really is? It’s not glamorous, it’s fucked up on the way there, and no one really sees the change, it just is- like the many bodies that precious Royal-Lee kneels over, wondering if they have indeed OD’d- can you tell? Or is the transformation so private that it is between the characters and Jesus, and we have no business in judging how they get there and what it looks like. Besides, what are you the reader doing about people silently dying in the streets, or anything that you can say “aww that’s awful” before you swipe away? Kill Dick inadvertently asks you to see your judgement, and asks “how about you” without judgement cause it’s a just novel…right? Maybe it is a Holy book after all.
‘A terrible beauty,’ is the phrase I think of every time I look at an LA sunset that is like a darkened rainbow made so by the pollution that hangs in the air. LA is America’s terrible beauty, and America is the hope of democracy’s terrible beauty and Kill Dick is the art that comes from almost unthinkable pain stemmed from that empire of capitalistic democracy- what a terrible beauty.
This book’s terrible beauty is a representation of all the pain that has brought all of us here- the drive of every form of addiction: from Oxy, to buying vintage Continentals, to power, to chasing after the perfect image which is the terrible beauty of all of the above. Kill Dick is the pain swirling in a sea of confusion and love and loneliness and desperation to feel connected to something deeper that maybe we only get on the other side of death. But the feeling you get at the end of this book is that maybe, just maybe after we destroy the Dicks of our addictions we can still find that connection on this side, in life. That would be a wonderful beauty.
👉This book is an audacious and unsettling novel that refuses to look away from the darker truths of modern American life. Set against the surreal backdrop of Los Angeles, the story blends satire and suspense into a narrative that feels both exaggerated and disturbingly plausible. Goebel doesn’t aim to comfort the reader; instead, he invites them into a world where privilege shields cruelty, addiction is commodified, and morality erodes quietly behind gated estates and glossy headlines.
👉Susie Vogelman is a strikingly complex protagonist, not because she is likable, but because she is honest in her detachment. At nineteen, she drifts through her days buffered by wealth, prescription drugs, and a lack of consequence. As a wave of violent murders targeting addicts sweeps through the city, Susie’s insulated existence begins to fracture. The looming connection between the crimes and her father’s involvement in the opioid industry forces her to reckon with the uncomfortable truth that her lifestyle is built on systemic harm.
👉The novel gains additional momentum through Peter Holiday, a disgraced academic running a sham rehabilitation operation that blurs the line between exploitation and survival. His character is both grotesque and darkly fascinating, embodying the hypocrisy of institutions that claim to offer redemption while feeding on vulnerability. When his path crosses with Susie’s, the narrative tightens, plunging both characters deeper into a world where escape is an illusion and complicity is unavoidable.
👉Goebel’s prose is sharp and deliberate, laced with biting humor that never undermines the gravity of its themes. Los Angeles is portrayed not as a glamorous playground but as a living system of decay—one that rewards indifference and punishes empathy. The novel’s structure mirrors its subject matter, moving with a disorienting rhythm that reflects the instability of addiction and moral collapse.
👉By the final pages, Kill Dick leaves a lingering sense of unease rather than closure, a choice that reinforces its thematic core.
Kill Dick is a blistering, darkly comic descent into privilege, addiction, and moral rot, delivered with a voice that is as fearless as it is unsettling. Luke Goebel crafts a modern literary thriller that refuses comfort, forcing readers to sit with the consequences of wealth, complicity, and systems designed to exploit the vulnerable.
At the center is Susie Vogelman, a nineteen-year-old adrift in Los Angeles excess—pill-fueled, insulated by money, and numbed by a life that should feel charmed but instead feels hollow. Her detachment is shattered when a series of violent murders targeting addicts ripples through the city, and the distance between Susie’s insulated world and the suffering outside it collapses. As headlines begin to implicate her father’s opioid empire—and by extension, Susie herself—the novel sharpens into an indictment of inherited power and willful blindness.
Enter Peter Holiday, a disgraced academic running a grotesquely clever rehab scam. His collision with Susie is electric and disturbing, less a partnership than a mutual freefall. Together, they navigate a landscape where every institution—family, academia, medicine, recovery—feels corrupted beyond repair. Goebel’s satire cuts deep here, exposing how exploitation often masquerades as care, and how easy it is to profit from pain when you’re protected by money and myth.
What sets Kill Dick apart is its razor-sharp prose and moral ferocity. Goebel doesn’t moralize; he dissects. The humor is pitch-black, the violence purposeful, and the characters painfully human in their selfishness, fear, and desperation. The novel constantly challenges the reader to question where survival ends and self-destruction begins—and who gets punished, and who gets protected, when everything falls apart.
Bold, confrontational, and disturbingly relevant, Kill Dick is not an easy read, but it’s a necessary one. It’s a novel for readers who appreciate literary fiction that takes risks, refuses tidy resolutions, and dares to stare directly at the machinery of modern exploitation without blinking.
I’ll admit I wanted to read this book because it is written by Ottessa Moshfegh’s husband, and I believe that Moshfegh would not tolerate being married to a bad writer. I was correct.
This novel portrays the psyche of a woman named Susie who has been chewed up by the events of her life and is in the process of grieving while trying to continue living. I am wary of how male writers portray women’s inner lives, though Goebel did a fantastic job. The portrayal of Southern California made it the perfect setting for this satirical thriller. I couldn’t help but think of Moshfegh’s prose while reading this book. They share a kind of sharpness to the storytelling, like a sort of detachment that is more enticing than it is off-putting.
I think Moshfegh fans will love this book. It has the best of what makes Moshfegh’s writing enjoyable to me, with an experimental spirit and flair. I also think they are different enough as writers and storytellers that readers who perhaps didn’t connect with Moshfegh’s writing should try out this novel.
Thank you to NetGalley and Red Hen Press for the ARC in exchange for an honest review.
I am proud to have edited this book w/ Mr. Goebel! From reading the first few pages many years ago, I remember being impressed by the prose, enthralled with the voice and characterizations, and wondering "who the hell is this guy, and how is he able to get away with this??"
I'm biased, obviously, but I love this book! The first draft I read was already great and I think it's only improved exponentially with time and revision. There's nothing else quite like it in the literary space these days. While working on this novel, we talked a lot of "Day of the Locust," "Play It As It Lays," and, yes, Bret (I also saw a lot of Pynchon & Hunter S. Thompson in it myself).
It was an honor to have had a part in re-shaping this book and bringing it to the world. Luke, himself, is quite the character and it was a hoot to work with him. I really believe in this as a work of art and I'm excited to see what life it takes in publication. I hope it finds its audience!
This is the best book I’ve read in… about ever. As a family medicine physician I cut my teeth during the start of the opioid epidemic. I was on the other side of the prescription pad for decades during the horrific years of treating human emotional suffering with opioids. Luke not only tugs on your heart strings but pulls your heart right out of your chest and puts it on the table demanding you to examine who you are and what you care about. And all the while he manages to make this process so enjoyable, you can’t wait to get back to the book and don’t want it to end. He’s there with you in the depths of human reflection delivering gorgeous sentences examining what it is to be human and the role we all play in our own lives. Sentences that will stay with you for a long time. He not only makes us think intellectually about it all, but he allows us to emotionally experience the deep love that truly underlies human suffering.
A pair of thanks to NetGally and the publisher for this advance reader copy. "These men are nihilists, Donny. There's nothing to be afraid of." A stream of consciousness rumspringa through the nihilism and opioids of LA circa 2016. I was reminded of the Coen brothers at points, Pynchon at others. The writing dripped with the consumerist nihilism of the era and asked some very heady questions about activist art, class and privilege and of course the experience of addiction. I enjoyed the wordplay and wink-wink-style, dark innuendo of Susie's narration. I've always found the above quote about nihilists from the Big Lebowski hilarious, but while reading this book I noted the irony of that moment from my favorite film considering Donny's imminent death. The nihilists in Kill Dick know better, but they're too rich and too stoned to care, and there's plenty to be afraid of as the world descends into chaos.
Kill Dick pulls you in fast and doesn’t let go. It’s painfully relevant, deeply immersive, and written with such specificity that everything feels uncomfortably close. I didn’t know what to expect, but within the first few chapters I couldn’t stop reading—you’re dropped straight into the center of it all.
The book is raw, brutally honest, jaw-dropping, and addicting. It lingers in a way I haven’t experienced in a long time, evoking a strange nostalgia—almost a déjà vu for a place I’ve never lived but somehow know. Shocking, sensual, chaotic, and layered with darkness and lore. It may not be for everyone, but if you open the first few pages, I guarantee you’ll be hooked. It’s really fucking good.
I read this book in one day, I couldn’t put it down. If you’ve ever been an addicted, a teenage girl, or even just someone watching the atrocities of capitalism and a for profit healthcare system this book will resonate with you. It’s part chronicle of misery, part literary thriller, and feels like you’re watching a movie as you read it. It had plot twists that I didn’t see coming, moments where I resonated with every character and as I said- I couldn’t put it down. This is something I’d love to see adapted into a movie because reading it felt like watching one. Highly recommend, I’m ordering copies for all of my friends.
Currently on page 90 and grappling with the reality that the more I read the closer I am to finishing the book and I do not want this book to end. I have become enveloped in the world Luke so brilliantly created and my attachment and affinity towards the characters is a true testament to his genius. People will be talking about this book for as long as there is language. And even once humans wipe ourselves out, the plants will be communicating about this book through electrical signals. A must-read for anyone who has ever felt anything ever.
Once in a while you open a book and remember what it feels like to get completely pulled into a novel. Kill Dick did that for me. In a time when it’s hard to focus on anything for long, this book made me want to keep reading, and not just for the plot. It’s gripping, immersive, and genuinely satisfying on a literary level, working across multiple layers at once. I can’t stop reading, and I don’t feel cheated for loving it. This is the kind of novel that restores your faith in reading fiction now.
This man is a true prodigy of literary dexterity. He captures the depths underneath the superficial veneer of Los Angeles in such a blunt yet nuanced way. In reading this novel, I feel the author speaking both to, and about me - a woman navigating the inner and outer landscape of life here in the city of angels. Bravo to this work which evokes the beauty and melancholy and apathy of this wonderful and horrible city.
I got this as an ARC and am working on a full review to be published soon. This is a hell of a read. Pynchon and Hunter S Thompson and William Burroughs and Stanley Kubrick and David Lynch. But in the end all Luke Goebel. All beauty and ugliness. All dreadful and reassuring. All like nothing else I have ever read.
This is one of those books that lingers after you’ve set it down. The characters stay with you, and the world Luke has created continues to unfold in your mind, unsettling, vivid, and impossible to forget. So many lines in the book are so finely crafted that they stop you mid-page, asking to be read again.
Luke has an ability to describe the scene with more than just portrayal of the visual but also the senses, urgency, anxiety, intoxication. I feel like we are from the same generation. I relate more than I care to admit to this book. Am I ok? Lol. My favorite book in the last 10 yrs of my life. Definitely would recommend.
Kill Dick is a fascinating story of addiction and violence, which offers a searing criticism of the ruling elite and the power structures that they govern. Fast paced, entertaining, and packed with pop culture references. This book is giving BEE in the best way!
Just finished Kill Dick by Luke Goebel and OH MY GOD is it great!! This book is an unflinching portrayal of addiction, greed, violence, and redemption. Fast paced and real. Luke does an amazing job making you feel like you’re in this story. I can’t recommend this book enough!!
Unsettling, beguiling, and addictive. Goebel writes with a cinematic immediacy that consumes the reader. Reading Kill Dick is a fully immersive experience.
Luke is an evil genius I can’t get over how good this book is. The text is challenging, expansive, and impossible to put down. Everyone should read this book. 10’s across the board!
This book is SAVAGE. Feral, furious, frighteningly smart. Darkly hilarious.
Luke Goebel doesn’t simply tell a story; he dissects, exposes, and eviscerates. While a work of literary fiction, Kill Dick is also a thriller and satire on the absurdity of obscene wealth, unchecked greed, and moral bankruptcy, laid bare in ways that are as biting as they are funny.
His command of the opioid epidemic — its origins, enablers, and devastating repercussions — is so precise it left me both impressed and intimidated. While the subject matter is heavy and relentless, the delivery is surprisingly approachable, funny, and anchored by characters so engrossing it’s impossible to put down. The depth of research alone is staggering. It’s rare to encounter a book this intellectually rigorous and confrontational that also manages sharp humor and empathy for the human condition.
As I write this, I’m aware I’ll only ever be a fraction as articulate as Goebel himself. There seems to be no subject left un-researched: art, fashion, politics, history… paleontology! Every thread is intentional and woven together with precision.
Dark and sticky. Unflinching and unrelenting. Devastatingly effective. This triumph should be on everyone’s pre-order list.