What is Scott Armstrong Reading?

Bret Easton Ellis is an author whose very name can bring on an almost immediate distaste, even though few can remember why. And, then, when we, followers of his works, remind them of several titles he has published to remarkable acclaim, and several movie adaptations, ‘American Psycho,’ is always the book that people nod at, and remember why they do not like him. Usually, never having read the book. His newest novel, after years of saying he was no longer going to write fiction, is a return to classic form, but with a maturity that makes his writing even more compelling, and at times morbidly honest. That being said, the narrative is a twisting of the author’s own remembrance of his last year of high school, when a serial killer hunted his neighbourhood, killing people he knew, but somehow only he is able to understand all of this, going mad on his own writing his first novel, which he actually did do in real life. His use of his own name takes the story to strange places, and nothing is ever quite taken as reality. Not for everyone. But for me, an achievement by an author I had missed.