I Am Not A Serial Killer

The John Cleaver Series - Book #1


I don't know what I expected when I began reading I Am Not a Serial Killer, but I'd heard good things about Dan Wells, so why not, right?

It's a surprisingly compelling book -- I finished it in less a single day -- but it's also highly disturbing. The protagonist is a sociopath who is struggling with his desires to become a serial killer. Not that he thinks it's wrong, but he thinks it's normal. He's self-aware enough to know that he's not normal, and thus his view of what is "normal" is... bad. So he struggles.

It's told in the first-person from the perspective of a fifteen year-old, and the voice felt like Cory Doctorow's Little Brother. That may or may not be intentional, but there you have it.

The story didn't go where I thought it would. I thought it would go in one direction, and it went in another. Every hundred pages or so, there was a new turn in the story that I didn't expect.

Warning: the story is graphic -- very graphic. It goes into great detail about corpses. I happened to read a scene while eating lunch, and I almost barfed. So, keep that in mind.

But if you like suspenseful stories about serial killers, this is a good one to pick up. I haven't decided whether to read the rest of this series or not, but I'll definitely pick up another Dan Wells book.