Something with lots of swearing and degenerate sex. Violent. Drug usage. Nihilistic characters who treat each other terribly. A dim view of authority figures and a middle finger to polite society. A rambling, speed-induced prose style that spans hundreds of pages. People getting eaten by wild hogs, maybe, or switchblade slinging motorcycle reform schools for wayward girls run by one-eyed, sadistic crones. Corpse-grinding cannibal cults catching contagious cat viruses. Harold Robbins. Blood-n-thunder shudder pulps and bodice-busting Penny dreadfulls. Severed-head sword-n-sorcery served by suicidal southerners.
Sometimes I just a want a book to punch me in the face and treat me like a bad, bad doggie.
Sometimes I just a want a book to punch me in the face and treat me like a bad, bad doggie.