Twenty-First Century Mankind Blues: SO YA WANNA BE A SERIAL KILLER... (The Boredom Trilogy! Book 2)

This is my second book by this author, and I have a third waiting in the wings to be read. He is a guilty pleasure.Sometimes I sum up books in one word, and this one would be described as observational.He takes the town characters we all know and brings them into hard focus—and we do know them, the homeless man in the shop doorway and the drunk woman in the pub. The overweight menopausal housewife and the braggart with too much to say.He turns them from a Lucien Freud painting into a person. We

No writer that i read consistency transcribes the minutiae of everyday life better than D David Croot but more that that, in this case, he's forced us to consider something that we normally miss: despite our titular hero - or psychopath, depending on perspective - having the ability to riff on Ozu and Tarantino, name himself after one of Bukowski's characters and joke that his screen saver is a van Gogh, he's manages to be knee deep into loser-territory YET still, somehow has a woman! And we alw

uniquely hitting all emotions in a raw, realistic and humorous way! Well he’s done it again! I’m entertained, intrigued, thoughtful and feel like I’ve gone through an emotional whirlwind after reading a third book by the talented David Croot. This time we have a story about the sad reality of a serial killers mind and how the world around him is dark compared to how others may portray it. It makes you think about how every day characters that we might meet and see are portrayed and what might be