Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Book Review: The Works of Arthur Machen, Lowood Press, 279 pages, 2012.

My apologies for being away. Life again, particularly this year has been difficult. And as I devote
more time to reading than writing in a search for self through roots of inspiration and instruction; after all the soul needs to be cleansed and nourished before it can express itself coherently again amidst the barren landscape upon which it finds itself. I bow my head to one who came before.

So in this time of reflection and search amidst personal chaos and death I have reached deep down for roots, for a stable base upon which to rebuild. And while I do not curse or defame any modern writings or art, I hunger for stories that are vivid, real, rich and provocative without a reliance on juvenile narration and potty words for shock.

Arthur Machen died in 1947 long before any of us were a lusty and moist wink of the eye. But his works are immortal, masterful and groundbreaking. He has been honored by the likes of H. P. Lovecraft, Stephen King, Frank Belknap Long, Donald Wandrei, Clark Ashton Smith and Ramsey Campbell. 

This volume brings together the short stories found in HOUSE OF SOULS, THE HILL OF DREAMS, THE THREE IMPOSTERS AND OTHER TALES OF THE SACRED AND PROFANE. Decadent tales, strange tales, tales of pagan horror and nursery rhymes of yore.

These tales are uneasy, uncomplicated, bare and frightening. The horror is subtle and mystical. It is a spiritual horror that saturates all senses. "The Great God Pan" and "The White People" alone are downright skin crawling.

I implore all of you to purchase this volume and to read a story a night before you enter the mists of dreams. My guess though is your travel through slumber will be interrupted, your night lights will multiply and your eye on horror and the weird tale will forever be changed.

Buy this book.

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