Diary takes the form of a 'coma diary' kept by one Misty Tracy Wilmot as her husband lies senseless in hospital after a suicide attempt. Once she was an art student dreaming of creativity and freedom; now, after marrying Peter at art school and being brought back to once quaint, now tourist-overrun Waytansea Island, she's been reduced to the condition of a resort hotel maid. Peter, it turns out, has been hiding rooms in houses he's refurbished and scrawling vile messages all over the walls - an old habit of builders but gone nuts on his part. Angry homeowners are suing left and right, and Misty's dreams of artistic greatness are in ashes.
But then, as if possessed by the spirit of Maura Kinkaid, a fabled Waytansea artist of the nineteenth century, Misty begins painting again, compulsively. The canvases are taken away by her mother-in-law and her doctor, who seem to have a plan for Misty - and for all those annoying tourists...
"His most scarily nihilistic and resonant book since Fight Club" * Independent on Sunday *
"Like a noxious Douglas Coupland, Palahniuk charts new-felt and totally contemporary categories of despair" -- Ali Smith * Guardian *
"A nihilistic masterpiece" * NME *
"Part Rosemary's Baby, part The Wicker Man... The shocks are shocking and the twists nice and taut" * Time Out *
"A truly terrifying horror story with some interestingly radical underpinnings" * I-D *