Rabid Child, by Pete Risley
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Desmond Cray just wants to be left alone. Homeless and friendless, he skulks around town scavenging for food and peeping on unsuspecting women. But his life of anonymity is threatened when a foster mother from his past sees him huddled in the rain and insists he return to her house. There, Desmond enters into a nightmarish world of sin and depravity. Through his dealings with the strangely obsessive mother, an unpredictable nymphette, and a hyper-religious cripple, Desmond discovers a series of terrible secrets, the worst of which just might involve him.
Rabid Child, by Pete Risley- Amazon Sales Rank: #4555112 in Books
- Brand: Brand: New Pulp Press
- Published on: 2015-10-09
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 8.00" h x .52" w x 5.00" l,
- Binding: Paperback
- 228 pages
- Used Book in Good Condition
Review "Rabid Child is a fine addition to the neo-Jim Thompson school of misfit noir, a perverse and disturbing tale of broken souls searching for love that is bracing but surprisingly affecting." -- Christopher Ransom, author of the International bestseller The Birthing House"Rabid Child reads like the unholy offspring of Brian Evenson and Erskine Caldwell, of Thom Metzger and Jim Thompson, of Tim Burton and William Lindsay Gresham. It's Carnival of Souls re-filmed for the twenty-first century, possessing an air of creepy menace and swampedelic grimness that is simultaneously hip and eternal, off-putting and seductive, melancholy and hilarious." -- Paul Di Filippo, author of A Mouthful of Tongues and Ciphers"Rabid Child is a novel of astounding nihilism. This book is bound to be banned and burned, which is the highest compliment I can give it." -- Jackson Meeks, author of While the Devil Waits"If there is a category and prize for `Most Disturbing' novel of the year, I will gladly nominate Rabid Child for it. And vote for it." -- Fender Tucker, author of The Compleat Calhoon"Pete Risley's Rabid Child is a brilliant character study of a man blighted to the core of his being, his depravity mirrored in the sad and rotting world around him. Think Dostoevsky's Raskolnikov if he was in a John Waters film and you would have someone who comes very close to Risley's Desmond Cray. Rabid Child also has a lot in common with the noir narrative, where situations become increasingly dire and outrageous. If you want to find out exactly how dire and outrageous things can get, then I highly recommend this book." -- Andersen Prunty, author of Morning is Dead
About the Author PETE RISLEY lives alone in a tiny, cluttered house in a deteriorating neighborhood in Columbus, Ohio. All his home’s windows are haphazardly boarded, for he greatly dreads human contact. He is painfully thin, nearly hairless, and sensitive to high-pitched sounds; he trembles frequently, sleeps fitfully and believes he is slowly losing his sight. This is his first, and perhaps his last, novel.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful. BOOK DEVIL SPEAKS! By Kristofer Upjohn Pete Risley's RABID CHILD is a scalding, caustic foray into the horrendous lives of damaged and depraved people. Every character in this novel is fatally flawed in some way. Take anti-hero Desmond - and I do mean anti - a salacious pervert whose need to masturbate is so compelling even storefront mannequin displays late at night are potential fodder. As long as no one's watching, why not? The possibility of getting caught is part of the thrill. Danger. An odd trait, given that Desmond is a weakling of personal fortitude, and a coward. Getting caught takes a bizarre turn one evening when it's his old foster mom who catches him. She doesn't seem to realize what he was doing, gazing into that display. Mrs. Honneker didn't clue in to Desmond's lustful eyes and busy hands. But then, something's changed since Desmond was a foster kid. Mrs. Honneker isn't right. Just how not right is only revealed in vomiting bursts, revelatory scenes that take us, shock by shock, deeper into the dark corners of the Honneker residence and the souls who dwell there. The house is a nightmare, and not just because it's in a dismal, unliveable mess. Unliveable, except that Mrs. Honneker lives there. So does her jailbait daughter Tracy. So does a creepy, armless fire and brimstone oldster. And something dwells upstairs, in one of the bedrooms. The stench is horrible. That fact, coupled with an absent Mr. Honneker, is cause for speculation and concern. But Desmond can't help but be drawn into this world of broken souls and savage barbarism. The existential bleakness that drives RABID CHILD would draw praise, I think, from Jim Thompson, an author god of storytelling about broken, ugly, violent people. RABID CHILD is vastly more graphic than any of Thompson's works, but only, I surmise, because Thompson lived in more restrictive times. Risley's cold but soul searing novel snatched my attention irrevocably from the opening passage. It's dark frights are as scary as the things on offer in good horror fiction. In a way good noir and good horror aren't that far removed from each other in spirit. Nowhere is this better illustrated than in RABID CHILD. The humans are the horror but this book is honestly frightening. The decrepitude and horror of RABID CHILD are all of the human variety, and perhaps that makes it as scary as anything. There are surprises, any number of which are vile, shocking and horrifying enough to make us turn the pages that much faster. The book crescendoes into a delirious, over-the-top climax of sheer sick fervor whose depravity is on par with even the appalling grotesquerie of the late Richard Laymon's horror novels, leaving me a little battered by shock and awe in the home stretch. Gratuitous? Maybe. But maybe not. After the ride through soul sickness that preceded for going on two hundred pages, the denouement had to be pretty far out to serve a satisfying conclusion. No complaints here. RABID CHILD may not be always subtle, but there is a load of substance beneath the surface story of f***ed-up people doing f***ed-up things to each other. Risley is trying to shock you, but he's not just trying to shock you. RABID CHILD is one of the most effective noir novels I've had the pleasure to read. It's funny that I can speak of the pleasure of reading of such unpleasant events. It makes me think that the arrow all the darkness in the book is pointing toward is right ... inside ... me ... Try it. You might like it. This is an eye-opening book.222 pp., paperback[...]
3 of 4 people found the following review helpful. Rabid Child by Pete Risley By Amazon Customer I was first introduced to roaches when I lived in Hawaii during my sixth grade year. They were big bugs, and some even had wings. I remember one night while washing dishes at the kitchen sink I kept getting the distinct feeling that I was being watched, and sure enough... I looked up and there on the edge of the paper towel dispenser was the biggest roach I had ever seen. I'm talking two inches long with those feeler things that stood out past his head another inch, maybe even more. And before I even had a chance to freak out and do the sudden scream, flap my arms like a bird, and turn around and run maneuver... he took flight.I'd never seen a roach fly before. Up until that point, all of the roaches I had ever encountered only skittered across the floor as if in a drunken dance. Well this guy wasn't skittering anywhere, he was flying. Right at me. Right at my head! So I ducked. Then I chased him down with a frying pan.I never caught him.*shudder*If there was anything good that came from this experience, it helped to prepare me for life as a missionary living in the poverty stricken area of Las Vegas where apartment complex owners NEVER bothered to spray for bugs.We lived in this one apartment where we would sleep with our head under the covers and the blankets tucked in around us. During the night we'd hear distinct *thuds* as the roaches would fall from the ceiling and land on our beds. We could never sit on the furniture because if we did, the roaches would be crawling on us within seconds. SECONDS.In your hair. Down your shirt. Across your legs. They lived in the refrigerator and the cupboards. They lived in the bathroom. They lived in our clothes in the closet. And they lived in the oven. We only found out about the oven residents when we decided to cook a casserole for dinner and upon removing it from the oven, found it decorated with roaches.It was disgusting. Truly disgusting.Okay. So what does all of this have to do with the book I read? Not much of anything, really. I mean, there were a couple of scenes where roaches were mentioned. I think one was on a lampshade at the beginning of the book, and the next time they were mentioned, one was crawling across the TV. But the mere fact that I knew they were in the house where Desmond Cray found himself living again, was enough to freak me out. Seriously. When he'd go to sleep at night, all I could see were roaches. The thought made me cringe. I dreamt of roaches for days.In Pete Risley's, Rabid Child you'll read about the unusual life of Desmond Cray. Desmond ran away from his foster parents after an incident had taken place, and at the beginning of the book you find him homeless. Desmond doesn't have any friends and he has a very unusual habit. Or... a strange addiction.Out and about one night doing things that most people wouldn't be doing, he is discovered by his former foster mother that happens to be driving by. After insisting that he come home with her, Desmond is thrown into a world full of disgusting chaos caused from the dementia of the foster mother, the psychological melt down of her daughter, the sick and twisted needs of an elderly gentleman living there, the horrific ideals of the wealthy, and of course his past, which inevitably catches up with him.From the ramblings of a woman that clearly lost her sanity years ago, from a daughter struggling to find the best way to care for her demented mother, the world created by Pete Risley is often disturbing, creepy, downright vile, and just plain bizarre.Part of Desmond wants to leave, but he never does until the end of the book where everything that could possibly go wrong, does. The hardest part for me while reading this book was actually fooling myself into thinking something good was finely going to happen in Desmond's life. I honestly thought he had a future full of love and happiness.Boy was I wrong.Which was good. I think I enjoyed the surprises that kept coming. I mean, seriously. Just when I thought I had read the worst that could possibly happen in the book, another incident would take place leaving me shaking my head. And just when I thought the book was about to settle down again and that a happy ending was just around the corner... I'd be wrong. And a little worried. Worried because the book ends with Desmond Cray on the run again. Leaving me to wonder if there might be a sequel to Desmond's life.I really am curious to know what happens next. Does Desmond get help? Does he continue on the same path of personal destruction? Will you ever give him a happy ending, Mr. Risley? I really want to know if he's forever taking up residence in the drain pipe where he moves "swiftly and silently, under the shadows, away from the light."Disturbing. Shocking. This won't be an average read for many. Christopher Ransom, author of The Birthing House, says that Rabid Child by Pete Risley is "a perverse and disturbing tale of broken souls searching for love that is bracing but surprisingly affecting." Yep. That about sums it up! As bizarre as the book was, I actually enjoyed it, and look forward to reading more work written by Pete Risley.DISCLAIMER: "Up until that point, all the roaches I had ever encountered only skittered across the floor as if in a drunken dance." This sentence was created using feedback from some of my most awesome-est twitter friends. The word "skitter" was suggested to describe a roach running across the floor when I asked my twitter friends for another word to describe them. "Drunken dance" came from my friend Spencer. I told him ahead of time I planned to use this sentence in my review. =)
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful. Rabid Child Is Infectious By Matt Funk I adored this book for how fearless it is. It takes some courage to read it. It gives abundantly in return.This is by no means a disgusting book. There is no real graphic sex or violence to offend sensibilities. Rather, it is that the protagonist is such a troubled, perverse outcast that makes Rabid Child so challenging and so important.Desmond is Rabid Child's focus. I would hardly say he's it's hero. He despises and disgusts himself, and the book is not particularly kind to him. But the people that surround him are even more vile.It's a compelling tale: A deviant in a society that, if you look close enough, teems with perversion itself: Blind obedience to money, religion and the family unit are all shown in their most sickening incarnations.Rabid Child may be bizarre, but it's all too real. That's what makes it so disturbing. These sad, sick characters are everywhere. We tend to manage to ignore them. Rabid Child destroys that vain comfort. And it tells a Hell of a compelling story, in a conversational tone, in doing so.
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