What fun! Did you ever wonder what it felt like to have a shark crunch down on your head or to win the lottery or to go on a hunger strike or to survive a tornado from inside a trailer in Mississippi or to have amnesia? This is your reference.
I first became aware of some of these stories when they appeared in Esquire. Several of them stuck in my head, especially the tale of Sir Rannulph Fiennes getting frostbite as he tried to reach the North Pole alone. Having his fingers freeze was bad enough, but when he returned home, the doctors refused to amputate the dead fingertips until the surrounding flesh recuperated. Fiennes found that bumping his ruined fingers was excruciating, so he did a little home surgery with a hacksaw. “Going through the bones was quick difficult,” he reports.
Other details are just as memorable. Being struck by lightning is like the feeling of having every case of flu you’ve ever had – at the same time. The prelude to an epileptic seizure is feeling like having warm water poured over your body, but the scariest part is feeling the paralysis creep over your on body part at a time. When you have leprosy, you have to quit smoking because you don’t know you’ve burned yourself until you smell your flesh cooking.
The largest problem I have with this book is that the entries aren’t actual “stories.” Most of them are simply vignettes, describing the occurrence of interest without any lead-in or follow-up. This makes for quick and admittedly entertaining reading, but I found myself craving some context. How did the victims feel about their experiences? How did those experiences impact or change their sufferers’ lives?
Most of the pieces aren’t even written by the people who experienced them, but are “as told to.” While this guarantees a certain level of, shall we say, literacy, it also means that stories by the same ghostwriters have similar cadences and vocabularies. This may be more of a problem for me, since I read a lot of first-person stories, than for the average reader.
So other than the fact that What It Feels Like is not Morbid Curiosity, I enjoyed reading this book immensely. Search it out…then count your blessings.
This review originally appeared in Morbid Curiosity #8.