

It’s disturbing, but I couldn’t put it down. This book at times gave me A Clockwork Orange vibe. There are also no quotation marks in dialog, parenthetical asides that go four-deep into the parentheses, a sentence that’s repeated 30 times in a row, and an on-purpose logic flaw regarding a dead entity or maybe two (trying not to give any spoilers). (Yeah, so don’t read this book if you’re feeling blue.)Īs far as the non-traditional storytelling parts go, there is a short graphic novel among the pages, and there’s a script in the middle of the book. The Black Dog is now a disease “ten times worse” than depression. Kelso takes depression, the black dog, and extrapolates its place in a dystopian future. It’s not a light read with the philosophizing and existentialism and the tendrils of depression.


Kelso creates a gritty, grimy near future: smog, noise, indifference, and hiding in one’s shell. This near-future horror story is an example of non-traditional structure or experimental fiction that still manages to be captivating.
