We can fathom this unimaginably painful scenario, but only farcically, and as a misuse of our most primitive relatable substance, our bodies. Better yet, bring those mysterious bodily interiors beyond our sacred enclosure of skin and flesh contain them in a new way: suspend them in water. Make you imagine your own body and the pain and the discomfort. Take a body, its interior, and it’s most private appendages and deconstruct them. Palahniuk has chosen another faculty of relation. That’s one way of relation in literature. The truth is, the shock factor turned my stomach akin to the way a realist writer might compose a thought narrative that strikes home with the way I feel the kind that gives you that uncanny feeling of similarity. If it was true, why try to put your name and your voice on it? Why not just relay the story without the drab “voice of innocence” this genre favours? Rumour has it, “Guts”, was inspired by a real sexual addiction that ended badly. He commands the story’s voice he inserts his own with warnings and interjections about French taboos, but it all comes off as pretentious. This post-modern, long-winded, conversational narrative style that Palahniuk uses is off-putting and audacious. As suggested by no more than 5 different Palahniuk faithfuls who revere him amongst the uppermost echelons of American writers, “Guts” was my introduction to his work.Īnd there it will end.
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