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His Pain
     

His Pain

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by Wrath James White
 

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Life is pain . . .

. . . or at least it is for Jason. Born with a rare central

nervous disorder, every sensation is pain. Every sound,

scent, texture, flavor, even every breath, brings nothing

but mind-numbing pain. His days are spent in a padded room

addicted to every narcotic known to man. At night he is

sealed in a sensory deprivation bag to block

Overview

Life is pain . . .

. . . or at least it is for Jason. Born with a rare central

nervous disorder, every sensation is pain. Every sound,

scent, texture, flavor, even every breath, brings nothing

but mind-numbing pain. His days are spent in a padded room

addicted to every narcotic known to man. At night he is

sealed in a sensory deprivation bag to block out the entire

world. Pain is all Jason has ever known about the world.

Until the arrival of Yogi Arjunda of the Temple of Physical

Enlightenment. He claims to be able to help Jason, to be

able to give him a life of more than agony. But the

treatment leaves Jason changed and he wants to share what he

learned. He wants to share his pain . . .

From hardcore horror master Wrath James White, comes a

novella of pain, pleasure, and transcendental splatter.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781936383672
Publisher:
Eraserhead Press
Publication date:
06/24/2011
Pages:
88
Product dimensions:
5.50(w) x 8.50(h) x 0.18(d)

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His Pain 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 1 reviews.
meatisgood More than 1 year ago
First let me get this out of the way. I hate the term "torture porn". To me it represents the lazy critics way of sloughing off a genre that is little understood, though loved by many, sometimes secretly. It is easier to lump the disgusting, the brutal and the different, into a category such as this, then it would be to understand it. This same critics of both literature and film seem to have forgotten the long life span of this escape into mankind's darkest recesses. Whether through Guro, the Grand Guignol, the Gladiators and Grindhouse cinema. I'm not even going to guess the esoteric reasons why those all start with the letter "G". So onto a useless review of Wrath James White's, "My Pain". I had only read, until recently, one other work by Wrath James White. And this other work was actually co-written with Edward Lee. Otherwise, shame on me Mr. White may have gone unnoticed by my meager experience at picking out good books. But on the off chance, I grabbed Population Zero and that did it for me. Here is a good writer. Bold. Indecent. Hardcore horror at its finest. Happily now I own several of his books and have enjoy, cringed, and damn near vomited on several occasions. His latest, or at least latest offering released by Deadite; His Pain, was the latest I delved into. A pretty basic story of a boy who has a disease that makes him feel only pain. Being touched, spoken to, hugged, kissed. Everything, poor bastard can't even eat decent food. His mother and father have tried everything for their boy, but not a thing will work, until his mother catches a TV show and hears a Yogi talk of pain and how he can cure. And by god, what a cure it is!! Enough with any spoilers, this is one that has to be read. If you can handle the visceral elements that generally make up this genre of horror, then you have to get your hands on this book it will not disappoint. Mr. White isn't just some hack writer churning out a disgusting tale. The man has enough talent for three or four writers. Descriptive in all the right places, easy flowing dialogue between characters and enough grue to make die hard horror fans feel their stomachs twist at both the outcome of certain events and the actually morbid sexual events that take place. As with many types of books in this genre you are simply dared, though silently by the author, to step into these places. One simple thing I like about White's writings are that the monster are us. Not glittery vampires, not overly hairy wolfman or scientifically creatures brewed from corpses. They are us. And Mr. White dares you to step in and watch. And since his books are not sponsored by Disney, you are dared to view it for what it is. A non-watered down display of horror. The only draw back is it is to short. Only 80 odd pages, though in hindsight there may not have been much more that could be done with the story without dragging it into boredom. Guess that is why I think the man has talent. He knows when to end it. And using his skill I'll stop here too, just buy the damn book!! Once again thank you Deadite for putting out a quality product!