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“Perhaps it was only that I did not feel any crazier than I had ever felt. I did not notice any missing gray tissue, I did not seem to be thinking any slower or more strangely, and so far I’d had no conversations with invisible buddies that I was aware of. Except in my sleep, of course-and did that really count? Weren’t we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came out on the other side ready to eat cereal instead of the neighbor’s children?”

Quote by Jeff Lindsay

Work

Darkly Dreaming Dexter

Darkly Dreaming Dexter is a novel that delves into the psyche of Dexter Morgan, a seemingly normal blood spatter analyst who secretly embarks on a quest to kill criminals who have escaped justice. The narrative is told from Dexter's perspective, offering readers a glimpse into his internal monologue and his intricate moral code. The story explores themes of identity, morality, and the nature of evil, as Dexter grapples with his dark passenger, a voice that drives him to commit acts of vigilante justice. The novel is known for its unique blend of dark humor and psychological depth, making it a compelling read for fans of the genre. more

Author

Jeff Lindsay
Jeff Lindsay

Jeff Lindsay, born on July 14, 1952, is a renowned playwright known for his profound character development and unique narrative style. His works have won numerous awards and have had a significant impact on the contemporary theater. more

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