Evan S. Connell

Spurned by his wife at home and by superiors at work, a young man sits in his cramped San Francisco apartment during the turbulent 1960s and channels everything around him into a diary that is a perfect record of a world going to pieces.

The Diary of a Rapist

It was an okay read for me. It baffles me how arrogant the guy is, based on his journal and inner thoughts while writing it. I think it's important to know that he is pathetic in all aspects, who deem himself worthy of better things when really, he doesn't. He was pretentious, self-seeking, and abominable jerk. I honestly get why Bianca would be disgusted by him (even if he had only thought of it that way, I can see Bianca truly just staring at him and thinking nothing of him from the beginning, but in a gradual pace, I can see the disgust later on). I wasn't exactly entertained while reading this, but that's on me. I get how cryptic and disturbing the narrator's thoughts are, but see no specific "oh, this guy could really kill me if he wanted to." he was moreso a "I'll do it to prove to you that I can" which is pathetic. He's the kind of scum I don't want to associate myself with and it's not because he's disturbing or too dark for me, but he's the typical edgelord wannabe. The book goes on about nothing in particular, just the gradual descent of a man's inner thoughts and how it can go from slight to deranged when provoked by minor inconveniences. Again, he's too pathetic and I don't find the entertainment value in reading someone's pretentious and arrogant inner voice. Still, this is an okay read as it deserves the hype for the author's great writing.

The Diary of a Rapist

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