My horror novel INTERLANDS just got a very nice review on Goodreads, and I thought Id share it: INTERLANDS: A Tale of the Supernatural That was quite good. Mysterious, lots of twists and turns and genuinely chilling. Angie Morse is a grad student hoping to make herself standout in a crowded job market by rediscovering a lost obelisk in the hinterlands of Rhode Island. Angie has been searching for some time now and is running out of time but as fall advances various incidents begin piling up both in the natural world and in the reappearance of a creepy cult leader from her past (somewhat amusingly named Gilbert). Along the way Angie is forced to question who she can trust, her own sanity and just what the hell is going on. The story is told from the perspective of Angie so we learn the history of the obelisk and unravel the mystery along with Angie. I think the biggest strength of this book is in setting the atmosphere and setting. In particular, Ive got to call out Chapter 7. Angie attends a festival in Providence, Rhode Island called WaterFire (apparently they really light a bunch of fires on the river, it sounds pretty cool). And the author does a superb job of illustrating the scene. I simply dont have the words to describe. Im sure that Vincent ONeil would, but I sure dont. And now two random thoughts on Lovecraftian horror I had while reading this. Its pretty cool how horror can be written about the simplest of things. In this book, the back woods of Connecticut are full of eldritch beasties, Lovecraft saw terror in the ocean, sea food and (gasp!) foreigners (he was a good author and all but I imagine he was a buzz kill at parties) and Stephen King is capable of making clowns, small Maine towns and old cars terrifying. I imagine a sufficiently skilled author could write a story about a kid cleaning his grandmas basement and what he finds down there. I sometimes get the impression that the moral of a horror story is never ever try to learn something new. Youll just awaken some ancient evil, attract the attention of a serial killer, go mad from the revelation of your own insignificance or at the very least get a nasty headache. Kind of makes me nervous to go to work now.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 01:15:32 +0000
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