I received this book for free from in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.by C.M. Eddy Jr., H.P. Lovecraft
Published by Sonicmovie.net on September 15, 2015 (originally published in 1923)
Genres: Crime/Serial Killer, Dark Fiction, Horror
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When initially published, "The Loved Dead" was banned by the state of Indiana. You're invited to see why for yourself. In it, Lovecraft and Eddy crafted one of the most disturbing characters in fiction. We see him grow from a youth ostracized from society because of his differences, to going on and becoming a necrophilia, one who has sexual intercourse with or attraction to corpses, and later a serial killer. The character's even more disturbing in that he's a reminder that while he's only fiction, people like him really exist: Theodore "Ted" Bundy and Ed Gein being only a few of far too many.
This is a tale about a young boy who isn’t like the rest. He can’t seem to find joy, emotional connection, or excitement in any of the pursuits that occupy his peers. That all changes once he attends his first funeral and finds an insatiable lust for the dead.
This story isn’t called “The Loved Dead” for nothing!
I listened to this story as an audiobook production complete with spooky sound effects that added to the already creepy as hell atmosphere. The narrator spoke in a sinister tone but at times got a little whispery and was sometimes drowned out by the sound effects. He also stumbled a little here and there over the words. I caught it which is rare but good because it means the story hooked me. I’d advise listening to this version with headphones and not in your car.
I bet it’s terribly difficult suffering from necrophilia in the civilized world. You get a job in the morgue and there’s bliss, oh-sweet- bliss, but then you’re fired and must become a murderer to sate your needs. Can you imagine the bother, the additional stress, the covering up? Thus, I’ll have to give our protagonist a little pass for spewing out such overwrought lines such as “unbearable hunger of my starving soul” even though he reminded me a bit of that whiny fool from The Phantom of the Opera a time or two.
After some confusion about the co-authoring credits on the title, I did my usual 30 seconds of internet research and learned that this story was written by C.M. Eddy and revised by H.P. Lovecraft. It was written in 1919 and I imagine it was quite scandalous back then. But, now? Well I can only speak for myself, but I fear I am too jaded to get too bothered by the vaguely disturbing writings of a serial killing perv who enjoys purple prose. It had some creepy moments, to be sure, and I am certainly glad I am finished spending time in this guy’s head.
If you’re looking for something to get under your skin for 48 minutes this story might be meant for you.