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 Stokercon is taking place on a virtual basis this time round, meaning I will be virtually there! I appear live at 8.00 am this Saturday in Sydney time (7.00 pm Friday EST), on the panel “The King in Yellow: The Literary Legacy of Robert W. Chambers”, along with Leslie KlingerLeslie Klinger James Chambers and Todd Keisling.

There are also a selection pre-recorded panels and readings that members can download at their leisure. You may discover me reading my own short story, "Sakoku", and also weighing in on "Different Publishing Models" with Gaby TrianaGaby TrianaMichael Arnzen and Brian Matthews. Then there's always the various online bars – at last, a place I can socialise and get a decent cup of tea!

And of course, in addition to that, there is the live streaming of the Stoker Awards between 10.00 am and 12.00 pm on Sunday 23rd in Sydney time, which are available for public viewing and in which I have a certain vested interest...


Memberships are still available at http://stokercon2021.com/ If I don’t see you there, hopefully we can catch up closer to home!
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The B-Cubed Press anthology Oz Is Burning is now available! Speculative tales of disaster, provoked by last Summer's continent-wide conflagration, by the likes of Jack Dann, Gillian Polack, Jason Nahrung, Narrelle Harris, Lucy Sussex and Silvia Montserrat Joana, together with many more! Including my own contribution, "Should Fire Remember The Fuel?"

This strange little piece is based on the thought of how many things have previously occupied those parts of the country which have burned. For all the horror and suffering, we are truly, merely part of a chain... I may also have lived in a small, country town as a child. Read into that what you will.

"A little past sixteen hundred hours, the wind changed, and Mark saw it happen. He saw old Alfie Pozzoli burn.

Alfie was on the dozer, reinforcing the existing fire break between the bush reserve and the paddocks surrounding Fairlie town. He’d gouged a fresh, brown scar across the mouth of the shallow valley that was the fire’s potential approach. A bad day at the end of a bad Summer: the grass here was like yellowed paper and the wind like standing in front of an open kiln..."



 


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Well, it's not quite the convention we were all expecting, but nonetheless, I am delighted to report I will be appearing on three panels at this year's World Science Fiction convention plus conducting a virtual reading. Especially looking forward to being in the same Zoom Room as all these fine people. Info is below, in both Wellington times (and Sydney times). There looks to be a lot going on, so come join us at https://conzealand.nz/

*The Art of the Review*

29 Jul 2020, Wednesday 13:00 - 13:50 (11.00 - 11.50)
Program Room 2

Reviewing a book is dead simple -- right? Uhmm, nope. We find what goes into reviews (of anything: Book, articles, songs, films) and what to look for.

James Davis Nicoll, Trish Matson, Claire Rousseau, Anne-Louise Fortune, Kyla Lee Ward

*Scary Stuff*

29 Jul 2020, Wednesday 20:00 - 20:50 (18.00 - 18.20)
Program Room 5

"Round robin" improvised horror story with known authors, where each contestant takes 3-5 minutes of the narrative to try to terrify you before passing the tale on to the next contestant. The audience gets to decide who had the scariest addition.

Frances Hardinge, Chimedum Ohaegbu, Ms Elizabeth Knox, Kyla Lee Ward (Prea Press)

*Reading: Kyla Lee Ward*

30 Jul 2020, Thursday 16:30 - 16:55 (14.30 - 14.55)
Reading Room 1

*Speculative Poetry Deathmatch Thunderdome*

1 Aug 2020, Saturday 19:00 - 19:50 (17.00 - 17.50)
Program Room 1

Four poets enter. None leave whole. Members of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Poetry Association (SFPA) will on-the-spot compose 5-minute poetry to audience-generated prompts, then read their creations for the crowd. The poems cheered most loudly for will be declared champion-level and usher the poet into the annals of Deathmatch Thunderdome immortality.

Kyla Lee Ward, Sultana Raza, Zaza Koshkadze, Karen Bovenmyer

Hope to not exactly see you there!


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What, another year passed? But there's still so much to read! I am somewhat under my usual tally of both books and short stories this time round, due to various upheavals: there are things I definitely should have read that I simply have not been able to. But I have read some truly excellent stuff, even if an unusual proportion were parts of series. As usual, this list is made primarily for my own reference and represents nothing more than my own opinion.

Novels

Gideon the Ninth (the Locked Tomb #1), Tamsyn Muir, Tor.com, September

Why yes, my tenebral overlord, this is the funniest, most thrilling and ingenious narrative I've read in a long time. There is no way such an insane mix of genres, tones and characters should work and yet it does, triumphantly.


The Poison Court : a story of Erisin
, Amanda Downum, Kindle, February

Set in the same world as the Necromancer Chronicles, following characters and concerns introduced in The Bone City and Kingdoms of Dust, this gorgeously decadent volume can be read either as a continuation (lacking Iseult Iskander, to be sure) or as an introduction to Downum's realm. Fantasy doesn't come any darker or more luscious.


The Boneweaver's Orchard
, Sarah Read, Trepidatio Publishing, February

A first novel that smashes it out of the park. Truly gothic, classic in form and tone, but an undercurrent of subtle rebellion makes it absolutely fresh as well. Dripping in atmosphere, beautifully written, solidly plotted – need I go on?


Snake City
(Lark Case Files #4), Christian Read, Shooting Star Press, April

“Not every day you see an undead cage fighter hold your ex-girlfriend’s kid.” This series is a rare find, an intelligent romp with real bite to its magic, featuring the irreducible characters of Lark and Bettina (she's the cage fighter). And this time, there are Egyptian gods to contend with. I'll never look at a canopic jar in quite the same way again.


The Year of the Fruitcake
, Gillian Polack, IFWG Publishing Australia, August

In my review, I called this a challenging book to read. It is, and the sheer anger of it is confronting. But it is also one of the most interestingly, intricately structured texts of the annum. A mythic book, in the sense that it makes the actions of everyday life embody conflict among the gods - in this case, alien anthropologists.

 

Short Stories

“The Girl and the House”, Marie Ness, Nightmare Magazine #79, April.

Did I mention rebellious gothic? Short, sharp and so, so clever.


"The Book of Last Words", Greg Chapman, This Sublime Darkness, Things In The Well Press, October

A prison guard overseeing the execution of a notorious serial killer notices a man in the crowd, A man he has seen before. Sharp as tacks, creepy as hell, perfectly integrated.


“The Bleeding Maze – A Visitor's Guide”, Kurt Fawvur, Nightmare Magazine #83, August

Yes, it's all a metaphor and a pretty clear one. But increasingly these days, I'm finding clarity a virtue and this is nicely done. I do like me some labyrinth.

 

“Before Dominica”, Cat Sparks, Kaleidotrope, Autumn

In a post-everything Sydney, one woman finally reaches her limit. Change may come of it or nothing at all, but the whole disaster of the future is brilliantly encapsulated in one relationship. Taut, impassioned and full of piquant detail.

 

“No Other Life”, Isabel Cañas, Nightmare Magazine #82, July

A vampire and her intended victim, both refugees from the Spanish reconquista, form a relationship in sixteenth century Constantinople. What more could a refugee from the nineties desire?

 

Novelettes

 

“For He Can Creep”, Siobhan Carroll, Tor.com, July

That the eighteenth century poet Christopher Smart was confined to a lunatic asylum during the composition of his Jubilate Agno is quite true. That he had as companion a cat named Jeoffry who found his way into the poem – indeed, it's the only part most people ever read – is also true. This delightful tale makes the poet's battle with Satan literal and the intervention by Jeoffry especially poignant. Contains a dangerous wig and the unforgettable battlecry, “I AM THE NIGHTHUNTER MOPPET!

 

Novellas

To Be Devoured, Sarah Tantlinger, Unnerving, July

If you're going to go mad, go mad with vultures.

Into Bones Like Oil, Kaaron Warren, Meerkat Press, November

A small masterwork, with subtleties of meaning and atmosphere that slide off the page and into the reader like the ghosts that enter the Angelsea.

 

Non-Fiction

Monster, She Wrote: The Women Who Pioneered Horror and Speculative Fiction, Lisa Kröger & Melanie R. Anderson, Quirk Books, September

The history of horror fiction from the seventeenth century to date, through the biographies and bibliographies of female authors. Lively, intriguing, bound to set you flipping through the contents of old anthologies, and the cartoony illustrations are wonderful.


Most Shameless Historical Pastiche – Sixteen Ways To Defend a Walled City, K. J. Parker, Orbit Books, April.

Did I mention Constantinople? If you can tolerate the protagonist, it's all quite ingenious.

 

Most Likely to Impact Upon Future Holiday Plans – Blood Ink (Lilith #2), Dana Fredsti, Titan Books, April

In which the protagonist has a really, really good time in New Orleans before the demons show up.

 

Most Bizarrely Appropriate Metaphor – the Fruitcake

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I am delighted beyond measure to announce that my new collection of poetry and short prose is now available from P'rea Press.

book cover, The Macabre Modern, woman romancing skeleton

The Macabre Modern and Other Morbidities contains my reworking of the medieval danse macabre for the new millennium, my detailed essay on the subject, the fable "The Loquacious Cadaver" and a cortege of poems both reprinted and appearing for the first time. The former include the Australian Shadows award winner “Revenants of the Antipodes”.

The Macabre Modern, as it came to be called (thanks to Mark Calderwood), is a passion project of long-standing. If, in the fourteenth century, Death came calling personally on the Pope, the Emperor, the farmer and the monk, should It not also attend the C.E.O. and party politician, the activist and the life coach? After all, Death hasn't gone anywhere, just assumed new forms, that it was an intriguing challenge for me to capture in the illustrations.

Medieval historian Dr Gillian Polack and renowned literary scholar S. T. Joshi were kind enough to provide me with foreword and afterword respectively, greatly enhancing the depth of the book.

Thanks to editor Danny Lovecraft, compositor David E. Schultz and cover designer David Schrembri, the hardback and paperback are both decidedly handsome. The official launch takes place on the 25th of August, for which I've cooked up some surprises that will hopefully be available as videos shortly thereafter. So, whistle past the graveyard and get on your party shoes, for "how you live is how you dance"!
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On Saturday, 29th June, the NSW Writer's Centre is staging its biannual Speculative Fiction Festival. Panels such as "World Building 101" (with Keith Stevenson and Catherine McKinnon) and "Science Fiction Now" (with Cat Sparks and Shankari Chandran) will dip into fantasy and science fiction, while "The Creeping Dread, the Frightful Scare" will, you guessed it. I will will of course be participating in the latter, alongside Kaaron Warren, Robert Hood and Aaron Dries.

"Our panel of seasoned horror writers eviscerate the craft of writing true horror. What keeps them from sleep or wakes them in the middle of the night, how do they translate their worst fears onto the written page and what techniques do they use to truly frighten their readers?"

Excerpts shall be read. Anecdotes shall be shared, along with truly terrible jokes. To purchase ticket (valid for the whole event), go here. The NSW Writer's Centre, for those who have not had the pleasure, is housed in a beautifully preserved Georgian manor house built in 1840 for the chief doctor of the lunatic asylum whose exquisite sandstone buildings are now a campus of the Sydney college of the arts. 

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They don't call it “the magic of cinema” for nothing. From its earliest days, special effects, in-camera tricks and creative editing were used to show the impossible taking place. As the idea of narrative took hold, excuses for depicting the impossible were sought, so early films like F. W. Murnau's Faust (1926) and Benjamin Christensen's Häxan (1922), visualised classic tales of sorcerers and witches, producing an impressive body of spectral evidence.

The idea of magic is very useful in story-telling. The popular tropes of Everyman-solves-problem-stumping-the-experts and Everyman-defeats-enemies-by-whom-he-is-vastly-outclassed are facilitated by magic as by few things. It doesn't need to be taken seriously, especially in what if? scenarios (What if I could regain my youth, read minds, fly—the conclusion inevitably being that friends and family are more important) and anything that begins with a preteen opening a large book. Nonetheless, some films do take magic seriously, as a system with rules and consequences, a means of understanding the universe, and an actual, cultural phenomenon with a present as well as a history.

I have therefore selected my favourite 8 scenes in which a spell is actually cast, a magical working performed, in 8 different films. Criteria include a genuine occult frisson, adroitness in depicting the intangible, and sheer, dramatic impact. Spoiler: there's no Harry Potter.

 

1. “Conjure Up Your Deepest, Darkest Fear.” Gothic, Wri. Stephen Volk, Dir. Ken Russell, Virgin Vision, 1986.

A pivotal scene from Russell's magnificent adumbration of that night at the Villa Diodati. The conceit is that Mary Shelley's inspiration for Frankenstein came from something much more sinister than an evening of ghostly talk. At the instigation of Gabriel Byrne's Byron, these brilliant minds come together to generate a thought form, with regrettably dire consequences.



This is a recognised procedure in many traditions, sometimes used to created guardians for a magician's sanctuary, but always with restrictions on duration and scope of action. However—and with the caveat that I have been unable to establish a connection—the events of Gothic bear a distinct resemblance by “the Philip experiment”, conducted in 1972 by a group led by Canadian mathematician A. R. G. Owen and the psychologist Dr. Joel Whitton. Ostensibly, the purpose was to see if the phenomena of seances could be explained by the expectations participants brought to the table. A completely fictional identity (“Philip”) was created by the group and concentrated on intensely for a sustained period of time by its members, who then attempted to contact the “ghost”. Although subsequent explanations differ, the sought-for phenomena certainly manifested.

Whatever the case, Gothic is sheer genius. The scene captures something of the feverish intensity and focus of such a working, and provides a warning they are not to be undertaken lightly, or under the influence. Watch the film to the end to see Gabriel Byrne snogging Julian Sands.

 

2. “I'm Sorry, Miss Taylor, I Feel A Little Weak.” Suspiria, Wri. Dario Argento & Daria Nicolodi, Dir. Dario Argento, Seda Spettacoli, 1977.

I resolutely decided to limit myself to just one iteration of Suspiria, though I adore them both. This scene was the clincher, along with the original's sumptuous art deco design. New student Susie Banyon has declined to take up her room at the exclusive Marcos Ballet Academy, preferring to stay in town. This does not sit well with the resident coven (devoted to Mater Suspiriarum, the Mother of Sighs—if you are not familiar with de Quincy's formulation of Our Ladies of Sorrow, take yourself immediately to Bartleby.com and read) .When she arrives the next day for class, steps are taken to ensure she comes under their control.


 

Belief in the Evil Eye—that a person can bring illness or ill luck to another just by meeting their gaze—is both old and widespread. Writing in the first century CE, the Roman author Pliny the Elder credited some sorcerers with the "power of fascination with the eyes”, who could even kill those on whom they fixed their gaze (Natural History, VII.2). In the fifteenth century CE, Heinrich Kramer, the generally credulous author of the Malleus Maleficarum, goes to some trouble to deny his witches this power, instead explaining its effects as the natural impression of a strong personality upon susceptible minds (generally children). This may be down to the number of prominent men to whom the ability has been ascribed through history, up to and including Pope Pius X. To all this, Argento's direction adds a slice of sympathetic magic and the potency of rhythm. It's a good thing Suzie is able to draw on a friend's research to turn the tables.


3. “But How To Prove It?” Curse of the Demon (aka. Night of the Demon) Wri. Charles Bennett & Hal. E. Chester, Dir. Jacques Tourneur, Columbia Pictures, 1957

Bizarre things have been happening ever since psychologist John Holden discovered a strange parchment covered with runes amongst his conference papers. If he acts on the assumption he is under a death curse, he compromises his lifelong skepticism. If, however, he does not...

With a script based on M. R. James's “Casting the Runes” (1911), Tourneur created an intelligent and intensely atmospheric occult thriller, that is referenced in the Rocky Horror Picture Show's “Science Fiction”. The studio's insistence on adding a tell-all prologue and a wildly premature reveal, is infamous, and does undercut the film's essential conflict. But otherwise, this takes its subject seriously, grounding the story in research and allowing characters their dignity. This scene, where Holden confronts the self-proclaimed diabolist Doctor Karswell, suggests he has elementals bound to his service as well as a demon.


Summoning elementals—spirits of the natural world, sometimes thought of as actual creatures, others the “awareness” of natural forces—is common in magic and considered much safer than demons. In either case, symbols representing the entity, it's “name”, are basic to proceedings. The actual runes are depicted elsewhere in the film and, according to Renorseful, are Anglo-Saxon Futhark and don't actually say anything. If these are the demon's name, this is entirely likely: strings of consonants and “nonsense words” represent demons in texts ranging from the Greek Magical Papyrii to the classic grimoires. Don't pronounce them out loud.

 

4. “You stole our things. You gonna die.” The Last Wave, Wri. Peter Weird, Tony Morphett & Petru Popescu, Dir. Peter Weir, McElroy & McElroy, 1977.

This is Sydney, Australia, in the 1970s and lawyer David Burton has trouble coping with a yellow capsicum. His life is about to get much, much more complicated.


 

With riveting performances by David Gulpilil and Nandjiwarra Amagula, this brilliantly atmospheric film features indigenous Australian mythology from an external viewpoint, spinning a story from the very clash of cultures this involves. When the dead man's friends are charged with manslaughter (despite the coroner's inability to fix the cause of death), the greatest mystery is why they insist upon Burton defending them. But a reason there is, and uncovering it will bring him face to face with his own past and Sydney's bleak future.


Kurdaitcha, a magical execution performed with the kundela or “pointing bone”, was practised in Central Australia, although there is evidence for considering it was once more widespread. The word itself derives from the Aranda language group. It seems to have been reserved for those who broke tribal law. The concept was introduced to western culture through the work of early anthropologists—importantly, The Native Tribes of Central Australia by Baldwin Spencer and F. J. Gillen (1899)—prompting any number of dismissive comments about the power of belief in primitive societies. The thing is, no one ever seems to deny that the procedure worked. Sceptics point out that former Australian Prime Minister John Howard is still alive, despite being cursed in 2004. However, events since that time suggest it was not the man, but the office, that has been slowly dying.

 

5. “Love Me.” The Love Witch, Wri., Dir (and nearly everything else) Anna Biller, Anna Biller Productions, 2016.

Elaine is the new witch in town. She has come to Arcata, California, to start a new life in a place where she hopes her beliefs will be accepted and she will find the love that has eluded her for her entire life. The only problem with this scintillating sequence is that it simply cannot convey the impact of the full movie. In many ways, the entire 120 minutes are one, intricate ritual, with every image, sound, the slightest article of costume an expression of Bilmer's will. The magnificent pentacle rug that Elaine lies upon? According to her interview with Barend de Voogd (Schokkend Nieuws, 13th February 2016 ) it was woven by the writer, designer, editor, director, producer, and composer herself, so it would be exactly right. The culminative effect is enchantment, a means of overriding your perceptions until you see precisely what the enchanter desires. This, of course, is precisely what Elaine herself is doing.


 

In this narrative, witchcraft is presented as a legitimate route to female empowerment (as well as a metaphor for how men of a certain stamp insist on seeing women). However, the pitfalls are many. By the end, possessing “perfect love and perfect trust” has become a terrifying prospect.

 

6. “I Have Awoken Him.” Excalibur, Wri. John Boorman & Ross Pellenberg, Dir, John Boorman, Orion Pictures, 1981.

Come on, all together now! “Anál nathrach, orth’ bháis's bethad, do chél dénmha...”

Boorman's achievement in distilling the Arthurian myth cycle into a movie-length narrative has seldom been attempted and never with such triumphant chutzpah. Much of the thematic weight is carried by Nicol Williamson's Merlin—a sterling performance. Before assisting Uther Pendragon to acquire carnal knowledge of his rival's wife, he extracts an oath that will have heavy consequences. In this scene, he delivers, and we the audience hear the Charm for the first time.


According to linguist Michael Everson, it translates from the Old Irish as approximately, “Serpent's breath, charm of death and life, thy omen of making”, although he emphasises this is a contemporary confection, with no actual equivalent in the literature. And it's true, we have no direct evidence as to what took place in Stone Henge and its sister circles, apart from certain astronomical markings. But every year at the Winter Solstice, contemporary druids and witches descend upon the plain outside Salisbury (in an orderly fashion, having acquired the appropriate permit), to work their own charms. No one can tell me that chanting a mantra in a stone circle at sunrise or sunset doesn't feel magical and that kind of resonance is powerful in itself. Boorman stated (in an interview with Harlan Kennedy, American Film, March 1981) that the real story of Excalibur was the coming of Christian man, and the relegation of magic and paganism to the shadows. If that's so, I think it misfired.


7. “Show us your glory. Show us your power!” The Craft, Wri. Andrew Fleming & Peter Filadi, Dir. Andrew Fleming, Columbia Pictures, 1996.

Did I mention elementals? Here is another kind of summoning, inviting them to secure the four stations of a magical circle in the Wiccan tradition.


Like The Love Witch, The Craft equates witchcraft and female power, as four outcast teenagers form a bond and rebuild their confidence through magical practice. Much of what is depicted may be described as generic Wiccan—based loosely on Gardner, but passed through too many iterations to really track. The young witches experiment with levitation and glamours, before conducting the ritual above in order to obtain for each her true desire. Although it annoyed a lot of real witches at the time, with its focus on an invented witch's god rather than the goddess, a lot of this film rings true and it should, given that The Craft‘s technical advisor was Pat Devin, a Dianic Elder Priestess. According to this interview, she advised the director to go with an invented deity, “Manon”, because she “didn’t want hordes of teenagers running down to the beach or out to the woods invoking anybody real.”

Regrettably, the little coven starts to implode over romantic rivalry and issues of precedence. Girl after girl turns to witchcraft to obtain revenge. The threefold law is invoked as what began in light turns dark. The essential difference between this and any number of morality plays is that the heroine's salvation does not lie in rejecting her magic and embracing any kind of hero—it lies in accepting her nature and taking responsibility for her own power. As an interesting side note, Devin also says that “Manon” has started appearing in various sources as an actual deity, possibly confused with the Welsh Mabon or Irish Mananan.

 

8. The Shrug, Stardust, Wri. Jane Goldman & Matthew Vaughn, Dir. Matthew Vaughn, Paramount Pictures, 2007

Talk about plot devices! The highly visual, instantly recognisible voodoo doll has suffered more than most at the hands of cinema. Sympathetic magic, in the form of ritually killing or binding an image of a dangerous or desirable animal, is the oldest form of magic for which we have evidence. The dedication of model organs and body parts at the shrines of healing deities, such as Imhotep and Asclepius, demonstrate the potential of the technique to aid. But everyone knows what happens when a voodoo doll is primed with the hair or nail clippings of the intended victim.

Based on the 1997 novel by Neil Gaiman, the plot of Stardust is romantic and convoluted, brimming with unserious magic. Unserious, yet ingenious. What you need to know is that two parties have been hunting the obvious hero and heroine. The witches have succeeded in trapping them in their sanctum, but Septimus the assassin, only surviving heir to the throne of Stormhold, has followed the trail. Septimus originally had 6 brothers (and one sister), but there have been a lot of “accidents”. Their ghosts follow him, invisible to anyone except the audience, and act as a grisly Greek chorus, commenting on the action which comes in two parts.



 

And that's my 8 scenes worth! Honourable mentions go to the “hold the door” scene from Conan the Destroyer, the opening scene of Geoffrey Wright's Metal Skin, the scrying scene from Dragonslayer which also features a rare instance of successful necromancy, and despite being television, I have to invoke the, well, in “An Exorcism in Greendale” (The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, Season 1, Episode 6). I was truly tempted to add the finale of the original The Wicker Man, but, spoilers.



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by Kaaron Warren, Omnium Gatherum, 2018

A Review by Kyla Lee Ward

Tide of Stone, by Kaaron Warren
"There's one thing out there... you'll need to look for it. You'll know it when you find it."

"Don't let boredom eat away at you."

"Be careful. Look after yourself. Think of the future. Don't be too curious. Don't think you need to explore everything. Don't go too far down."

Phillipa Muskett, appointed as Keeper for 2014, receives all sorts of advice. She herself has been preparing her whole life, in various ways, for the year she will spend in the Time Ball Tower, tending to those imprisoned there. The experience either makes a person or breaks them irrecoverably, and she is determined to be among those who succeed.

Part personal horror, part Stanford prison experiment, part sheer poetry, Tide of Stone is a masterpiece. Never afraid to ask the big questions or to place evil under her literary microscope, in this, her fifth novel, Warren opens with the question of what is normal and abnormal, and what depends on the segregation of the two. Normal prisoners are not kept in the Tower; this is a fate reserved for "The heinous, the unrepentant, the undeniably guilty." Those for whom no amount of suffering could possibly be enough. Since the institution of the Tower and the Treatment in 1869, there have been those who have disagreed with the consensus, but in Tempustown, they are never many. "We're keeping society safe, Phillipa," her grandmother tells her. "Don't ever forget the importance of what you're doing."

Since 1869. The reader will glimpse every single year.

To read the complete review, please go here.

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After a lengthy hiatus, the magazine of the Australian Horror Writers Association returns for its 12th issue. As well as fiction from the likes of Angela J Maher and Matthew R Davis, it features my new essay, "A Shared Ambition - Horror Writers in Horror Fiction".





"On 15 September, 2016, Little, Brown & Company announced a new book by James Patterson and Derek Nikitas, entitled The Murder of Stephen King. On 22 September, 2016, it was announced that this work would be withdrawn, because the authors "didn't want to cause Stephen King or his family any trouble." (www.thewrap.com)."

I had already been thinking about the ways in which the figure of the horror writer was used in works of horror fiction, from S.K.s various avatars to depictions of Mary Shelley. The saga of this aborted book crystalised these thoughts into another wildly ambitious research project, that led to me finally watching a whole episode of Quantum Leap. Trust me: real horror writers wear muslin.

Electronic copies of Midnight Echo #12 may be acquired here or even here.
 


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Every so often I attempt to read proactively for the Stoker Awards, so as to add things to the Recommended Reading List which contributes to the first ballot. It's not something I can manage every year, especially if I intend actually voting and am also doing the Hugos. I have never yet managed to nominate something in every category. With a month left to go, the following represents my personal picks in a whole six of the official categories, plus another few that I made up. I read a good deal more and may even have nominated more over the course of the year. But this is, above all, a list of things that are unashamedly to my own taste, which I am happy to recommend to you.

Novel

Nil Pray, Christian Read, Gestalt Publishing. My review is here.

Down Among the Sticks and Bones, Seanan McGuire, Tor.com. In a simpler time, nice children would open wardrobes and go to Narnia. Conflicted, contemporary children end up in the Moors--my spiritual home. By the Stoker rules, this counts as a novel. It will count as a novella for the Hugos. Either way, it is brilliant. It's the second of a series (the first won a Hugo) but I went in cold with no problem.

Borne, Jeff Vandermeer, HarperCollins. A complete societal and environmental collapse is much more fun with genetic engineering and drugs! And bears. Please do not genetically engineer the bears.

The Strange Case of the Alchemist's Daughter, Theodora Goss, Saga Press. “And then the clever author looked at her thesis and said, “Goodness me! There are an awful lot of interesting female monsters in 19th century horror fiction that are killed as soon as they appear. What would happen if the poison girl, the panther woman and Justine Frankenstein survived?””

 

Long Fiction

Agents of Dreamland, Caitlin Kiernan, Tor.com. Oh, the prose, the luscious, fungal prose...

My English Name”, R. S. Benedict, The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction, May/June. The world of this piece is an alienating phantasmagoria. Hint: it's this one.

 

Short Fiction

“We Are Turning on a Spindle”, Joanna Parypinski, Nightmare Magazine #61. Oh the prose, the luscious, gothicky prose...

“Furtherest”, Kaaron Warren, Dark Screams: Volume Seven, ed. Richard Chizmar & Brian Freeman, Hydra. A small masterpiece of atmosphere and poisoned memories.

“Sweetlings”, Lucy Taylor, Tor.com. Come, let us dine. The first course is trilobite...

“Laying the Hairy Book”, Joshua Reynolds, Weirdbook Annual #1: Witches, Wildside Press. Robust, folksy perfection.

 

Poetry

Diary of a Sorceress, Ashley Dioses, Hippocampus Press. My review is here.

Visions of the Mutant Rainforest, Robert Frazier and Bruce Boston, Crystal Lake Publishing. The long-awaited collection of poems and vignettes charting how their mutual creation transforms humanity and claims the world.

 

Non-Fiction

Paperbacks From Hell, Grady Hendrix, Quirk Books. This is not just an art book that deserves to be shelved next to Haining's A Pictorial History of Horror Stories, it is an excellent work of cultural history. And funny. Really, really, funny.

The Body Horror Book, ed. Claire Fitzpatrick, Oscillate Wildly Press. Once again, my review is here.

 

Scripts

The Stokers lump film and television together. Please note that this award goes to the script writer rather than the director.

The Endless, Justin Benson, Snowfort Pictures, et al. AIEEEEEEEEEEEe that's some great cinematographYEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Get Out! Jordan Peele, Blumhouse Productions. This is how you do it, people, razor-sharp and stylish. Also, possibly the best improvised weapon ever.

“Trick or Treat, Freak”, Chapter Two: Season 2, Stranger Things. Paul Dichter, Matt Duffer, Ross Duffer, Jessie Nickson Lopez & Kate Trefy. Netflix Studios, et al. And here's my conflicted childhood. Did I mention the Moors?

“Got A Light?” Episode 8, Twin Peaks: the Return, Mark Frost & David Lynch, Showtime Networks, et al. Yeah, that one.


Best Title

Is shared by “Laying The Hairy Book” and “Shoggoths in Traffic”, Tobias S. Bucknell, Lightspeed #88.

 

Worst Pun

“No Holds Bard”, Adrian Cole, Weirdbook Annual #1: Witches, Wildside Press.

 

Things I Would Have Loved To Nominate But Couldn't

… because it should have been last year.

“Eyes I Dare Not Meet In Dreams”, Sunny Moraine, Tor.com. Beautiful dead girls start climbing out of refrigerators the world over, and amongst other things, stalk Joss Whedon.

The Love Witch, Anna Biller, Anna Biller Productions, et al. Have you freaking seen this?

 

A Couple of Individual Poems I Really Liked

Yes, I should join the Science Fiction Poetry Association, but I fear the addition of the Rhysling Awards would drive me mad.

“Pomegranates and Ashes”, Gerri Leen, Eternal Haunted Summer, Summer Solstice issue.

“Mistress of the Dark Fortress”, Leigh Blackmore & K. A. Opperman, Spectral Realms #6, Hippocampus Press.

“Cthulhu Listens To The Beach Boys”, Kate Lechler, Liminality #13.

 

And that's it! As always, I am happy to enter into discussion of cool stuff, though it will have to be quick! The field of things that deserve to be read is effectively infinite: we can only do what we can.

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By Kaaron Warren, IFWG Publishing Australia, 2016

A Review by Kyla Lee Ward

"Each monster has only one way to die. There are no rules. You need to know the monster to kill it…"

At age twenty-four, Theresa was a social worker, helping women to escape abuse. She was described as "a born counsellor", "Saint Theresa". But then she made the decision that landed her in hospital and a client in the morgue. Guilt chases her from her task, because like the protagonist of Warren's first novel, Slights (Angry Robot, 2009), Theresa is haunted, but not by the ghosts of the dead. Cruelly, she sees the ghosts of those who are not yet dead, whom she may be able to save.

The burden of talent is a strong theme throughout this book. The way the Sight manifests amongst the women of Theresa's family has fractured it, erecting walls where understanding and acceptance were required. But her cousin Amber was an artistic genius, able to express the inner soul of a subject in her paintings. When Theresa goes to work for her uncle, seeking a way to heal, she discovers that the talent that should have brought Amber fame instead brought her to the attention of a predator, a collector with a ghastly gift of his own.

Warren's talent as a writer involves twists of perception. She evokes the utterly familiar and ordinary, even the pleasant, then reveals the horror which was always there, only you could not see it. Or refused to, like the people on the street outside the shelter, as Theresa was stabbed and bashed. Theresa's refusal to look away is driven by an older, worse guilt and possibly by something else--the something that sees her brooding over news clippings of accidents and hideous crimes. If she goes up against this monster, does she risk becoming another victim or something worse?

"They need help and you are the best monster to help them...

To read the full review, please go here.
 

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