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A Free Story For Halloween

You Are Just A Guest was my first short story, about a newly married couple who move into a house that is more than they expect. It came from my own fear of ghosts, the spooky noises that houses make at night, and the idea that houses themselves might be more than we’ve given them credit for. It’s a story I’m very proud of and I’ve received some great feedback on it.

But I was never happy with the cover. So I went back to it, gave it a new cover that reflects the story better and, hopefully, gives a better feeling of the sort of story it is. I’m a lot happier with this cover and so, to celebrate, I want to give it away.

To that end I’ll be sending a code to all subscribers on 31st October, Halloween. The code will let you download You Are Just A Guest for absolutely free. Just click here or use the form in the sidebar. And, of course, all new subscribers get a code to download The Homeless Hero for free too!

I’ll be sending out the code on the 31st so sign up now to make sure you get it!

Review: House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski

It’s time to ‘fess up: I have an English Literature degree. That means I know what the meaning of words like “mimesis” and “bildungsroman” and “post structuralism”. They mean “I want to sound clever so I shall use big words.” Sometimes they also mean “I don’t understand so I shall hide behind big words so people will assume I know what I’m talking about.”

Knowing that was very useful for reading House of Leaves.

“We all create stories to protect ourselves.”

House of Leaves is the story of Johnny Truant, a young man who comes across a manuscript. This manuscript is a critical analysis written by a blind man called Zampano of a film called the Navidson Record. The film tells the story of the Navidson family who move into a house only to find that it is, to use a technical term, downright weird.

So there are at least three stories: Johnny Truant’s efforts to deal with the manuscript; Zampano’s efforts to deal with the film; and the Navidsons’ efforts to deal with the house.

So it’s not a straightforward book by any means. And sometimes that’s fantastic. There are layers of narrative and meaning; it’s like an onion. Or an ogre. Either way it’s full of hints and clues and mysteries. There are references to Yggdrasil, Cherenkov Light, the labyrinth and the Minotaur, all suggesting a meaning just out of reach. It’s like the TV show Lost in book form and I love it.

But sometimes the layers are just in the way. The analysis is supposedly satire but all too often it comes off as straight. Too clever for its own good. Too full of big words in an attempt to seem like a big, dense, literary work. Yet, in contrast, Truant’s story wastes its potential and degenerates into a parade of drink, drugs and derrières.

Lude sure as hell doesn’t understand it. One-because I’ve fallen for a stripper: ” ‘fuck a’ and ‘fall for’ have very different meanings, Hoss. The first one you do as much as you can. The second one you never ever, ever do.”

In truth the best story is Navidson’s. Danielewski’s house is deep and dark and unexplained and Navidson’s exploration of it is tense and has you turning the pages frantically. Not only that but it stays with you. Reading this book won’t scare you; it will frighten you in a deep and dark place. It will remind you of the unknown depths of the world and make falling asleep very difficult indeed.

The house is history and history is uninhabited.

But despite how unsettling and frustrating and frightening this book is, Danielewski claims this is a love story. But if it is, I have the same problem I have with Jane Eyre: one party is elevated above the other and love cannot be found until that party is damaged or maimed somehow. It leaves a fundamental inequality in the relationships of this book and it just feels wrong to me. If it is a love story, I can’t recommend as such.

That said, I have to recommend House of Leaves. Because while the overly-present author, too-clever “satire” of critical analysis and redundant narratives could be as annoying as all hell, this book affected me. It touched me and altered me and changed the way I think. And it’s such a rare book that can do that. So go read it.

But not at night.

“Since when did you bring a gun?” Navidson asks, crouching near the door.
“Are you kidding me? This place is scary.”

A Short Story For Halloween

I’m very pleased to announce that my horror short story You Are Just A Guest is now available to purchase from most major eretailers just in time for Halloween!

This short story has its beginnings in my English Literature degree. I wasn’t not one of those students who started their work weeks beforehand. I was one of those students who started it the night before the deadline. So I pulled a lot of all-nighters, hammering away at a keyboard and trying to ignore all the weird noises that houses make in the middle of the night.

I wrote the first draft of this story for my course and so spent a couple of nights writing about houses making weird noises while my house made weird noises. I think I was in a state of self-fulfilling terror by the time I handed it in.

Since then I’ve tweaked it and cut it down and turned it into a leaner, hopefully spookier story. (In fact, the best comment I’ve received so far is from my brother, who said he was too scared to look at his mirror any more!) So please download a copy now and let me know what you think!

I hope you enjoy it.