Jayaprakash Satyamurthy
Knivesout no more
What are you reading this October?
I wound up poring through a couple of Horror anthologies over the weekend: The Taste of Fear (ed: Hugh Lamb) and The Far Reaches of Fear (ed: Ramsey Campbell).
While The Taste of Fear had some excellent classic weird tales and ghost stories by the likes of William Hope Hodgson, Frederic Cowles and AC Benson, the real stand-out was Roger Parkes' clinical, chilling Interim Report. Disturbed twins who talk in their sleep, reiterating the filth and violence they watch on tv, a distraught mother, superstition, failed excorcism and a suitably gruesome end.
The other stories were pretty strong too, but as a large number of them seemed to be ghost stories (although my favourite sort of ghost stories - you know, those tidy, brooding late-Victorian sort of tales, usually written by headmasters at Eton and suchlike) this one stood out by contrast - even though ghostly posession is hinted at, it's never confirmed and the real horror in the story remains gloriously mixed.
The Campbell anthology was very strong' kicking off with Brian Lumley's harrowing and ultimately traumatic The Viaduct, and ending with Fritz Leiber's sensual, chilling Dark Wings. Standouts along the way include the magnificicently creepy Wood by Robert Aickman, David Drake's The Hunting Ground and Manly Wade Wellman's The Petey Car.
And after that I plunged right into Tim Powers' Last Call. An urban fantasy, it throws Las Vegas, gambling, the tarot deck, Bugsy Siegel and the legend of the Fisher king into a heady mix.
Also reading A Game of Thrones and a couple of other things.
I wound up poring through a couple of Horror anthologies over the weekend: The Taste of Fear (ed: Hugh Lamb) and The Far Reaches of Fear (ed: Ramsey Campbell).
While The Taste of Fear had some excellent classic weird tales and ghost stories by the likes of William Hope Hodgson, Frederic Cowles and AC Benson, the real stand-out was Roger Parkes' clinical, chilling Interim Report. Disturbed twins who talk in their sleep, reiterating the filth and violence they watch on tv, a distraught mother, superstition, failed excorcism and a suitably gruesome end.
The other stories were pretty strong too, but as a large number of them seemed to be ghost stories (although my favourite sort of ghost stories - you know, those tidy, brooding late-Victorian sort of tales, usually written by headmasters at Eton and suchlike) this one stood out by contrast - even though ghostly posession is hinted at, it's never confirmed and the real horror in the story remains gloriously mixed.
The Campbell anthology was very strong' kicking off with Brian Lumley's harrowing and ultimately traumatic The Viaduct, and ending with Fritz Leiber's sensual, chilling Dark Wings. Standouts along the way include the magnificicently creepy Wood by Robert Aickman, David Drake's The Hunting Ground and Manly Wade Wellman's The Petey Car.
And after that I plunged right into Tim Powers' Last Call. An urban fantasy, it throws Las Vegas, gambling, the tarot deck, Bugsy Siegel and the legend of the Fisher king into a heady mix.
Also reading A Game of Thrones and a couple of other things.