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Blood and Other Cravings Edited by Ellen Datlow

Blood and Other Cravings coverAh, short story collections. How I love to complain about them. Regular readers will recall that for me it’s more a matter of attention span as it is anything else. When you reach my age, the days fly. A monster wants long books, and better yet, long sequels to those long books. At the same time, a good short story collection can be like a box of assorted chocolates. There’s the one with a cherry inside, another with two colors of nougat, a couple with caramel, the chocolate filled with that crap white stuff with nuts in it. What is that stuff? If you’re like me and have a flying monkey army, there’s always one that some insensitive dolt bit into and then returned to the box. If you get a good assortment, most of them are good. I’m happy to report that in the chocolate assortment that Ellen Datlow has assembled in Blood and Other Cravings, we’ve got a good mix. And so that one chocolate with the cherry in it? It’s a good one.

As the title might suggest, Blood and Other Cravings is a collection of short stories on the subject of vampirism. So you’ve got some of the standard vampires that don’t have reflections, drink blood, and have to be invited in; some vampires who feed on the control that they have over their victim’s lives; other vampires that breathe and put their pants on one leg at a time like you and I do; and some vampires that might just be sucking your soul out of the hole that you call “memory.”

Stories that Stand Out to Me Are

All You Can Do is Breathe by Kaaron Warren – a believable story of a simple man who, simply by accident, falls into a void in the world. The kind of void that people refuse to look at.

Needles by Elizabeth Bear – a conventional “American Gods in the SouthWest” kind of adventure story that reads like a chapter out of a bigger, probably very interesting novel.

Baskerville’s Midgets by Reggie Oliver – must be read to be believed. Warring factions of little people and an unhinged lady innkeeper. Ever have somebody warn you about something, and you ignore the warning because it just doesn’t make sense? Then, much later, you see what they were trying to tell you? Ah ha ha. If you haven’t done that, you haven’t lived! Anyways, this story has something like that happen. The Baskerville’s Midgets is simultaneously hilarious, imaginative, and creepy.

Keeping Corky by Melanie Tem – reminiscent of Azimov’s stories. The ones where you hope it doesn’t go where you think it’s going and then it goes there and then somewhere worse. Then you think about it later and it’s like pushing a sore tooth with your tongue? Like that.

Miri by Steve Rasnic Tem – That vampire I mentioned above that might be sucking your soul out of the hole we call memory.

Mrs. Jones by Carol Emschwiller – Completely different from, but in effect like Baskerville’s Midgets: funny, imaginative, and creepy. Three flavors that go great together.

And then for me it was kind of a long slog before that one story that’s the chocolate with the cherry in it: The Siphon by Laird Barron. A gainfully-employed psychopath with a cigar box of kill trophies in his closet discovers a magical alternate world where he is not important.

Here is where I would usually provide some numbers, or a vampire classification chart, but neither makes any sense with a collection of stories. I think this is a good collection of stories, and if you’re looking for something to get you in the MOOD for October, Blood and Other Cravings would be an excellent place to start.

Blood and Other Cravings edited by Ellen DatlowTor Books2011
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Many thanks to Tor Books for the review copy of this book.

Young Adult Double Feature

Feed by M.T. Anderson

(Five bucks says this is the back of China Miéville’s head.) While it was sold to me as a dystopian dark science fiction novel, Feed is more accurately a retelling of that classic tale Romeo and Juliet. Except that in this case, Romeo is from the vapid consumerist future and Juliet is from the intellectual alt-culture past.

In this future world, most people have direct Internet feeds implanted into their brains soon after they are born. The plus side of this is that everyone is a walking encyclopedia as long as they have the patience to use Wikipedia. The bad news is that banner ads have followed the Internet into our brains, and instant access to everything, everywhere, at any time has inculcated a deep laziness into the masses. Nobody has to learn anything, fashionable hairstyles change by the minute, and mankind has lost the patience to use Wikipedia (hmmm. This last part sounds familiar.)

Our star-crossed lovers meet in a restaurant on the Moon, and later that evening are dancing at a night club when their feeds are hacked by a member of dissident organization of some sort. The details of this dissident organization aren’t explored fully because the protagonist (our lethargic representative of the vapid consumerist future) doesn’t really care about anything other than his next meal or pair of jeans, so he never investigates.

Some YA books are gratifying to adults. If you get annoyed easily at young adult books, you may wish to skip this one.

Oh Juliet (or in this case, Violet), how unlucky you are to have fallen for this oaf. Halfway through the book we wonder, “when does the adventure start?” You must have wondered that, too. Luckily for us, you and your lover’s stars are crossed, and so the tragedy in this young adult dystopian broth is rich and thick.

Feed by M.T. Anderson2004Candlewick
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Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs

The plot of this book is Neil Gaiman’s standard: Protagonist discovers a secret world where he/she is important. As a child, our protagonist Jacob was told lots of strange and yet borderline-believable stories by his grandfather. Now that he’s 16, it’s become clear to Jacob maybe his grandfather might need a little more medication than the average bear.

After his grandfather is killed in suspicious circumstances, however, Jacob finds himself compelled to investigate, and of course it was all true. All of it! The levitating girl, the invisible boy, the ridiculously strong girl, the bird, the horrible monsters. Everything and more. The good news is that everybody at the Home likes Jacob, and he likes them. The bad news is that Jacob has unwittingly led the horrible monsters to Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. Adventure ensues.

The book itself is well-written and suspenseful. Despite the World War II setting, the period flavor at the Home is decidedly Victorian. It’s a little on the YA borderline, but if the premise sounds interesting and you are attracted to the odd vintage photos that pepper the inside, you should give it a read.

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs2011Quirk Books

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Book Review: The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart by Jesse Bullington

the sad tale of the brothers grossbart by jesse bullingtonThe title reads “The Sad Tale of Brothers Grossbart” but the book reveals itself to be half comedy, half tragedy. You can discern as much by reading the headline on the back: “We ain’t thieves and we ain’t killers, we’s just good men been done wrong.”

And so goes the malevolent stupidity of the grave robbing pair. See: grave robbing isn’t wrong if it’s your family trade. Right? The brothers would agree. They would also add that they only throttled your ma because she was making too much noise (and she started it first). Although the tongue is placed firmly in cheek, it should be noted that this book is probably not for everyone. It even has the courtesy to provide a gatekeeper in the form of an atrocity, five pages in, where the brothers carelessly slaughter the wife and children of a turnip farmer. “Abandon all Hope Ye Who Enter Here.” Setting the tone for the rest of the book, the violence in this scene is frank and anatomically descriptive.

The more sensitive readers may be right to put the book down. The rest of us will later begin to see slapstick in the many hyper-photographically detailed bodily insults recorded here. The brothers make enemies as naturally as we breathe air, and a large subplot of the book involves the vengeful people, witches, and supernatural beings on the trail of the Grossbarts. The Grossbarts themselves are focused on getting to Egypt, because they’ve heard many a tale of the fantastical graves there. Being grave robbers and all, they take a professional interest.

Plot-wise, the book reads very much like the adventures of Sinbad the Sailor as chronicled in the Book of the Thousand Nights and One Night. That is to say that the protagonists become tangled in machinations that are vastly greater than they are. The brothers manage to stumble through by the light of their own convictions, no matter how misplaced those convictions may be. In the Brothers Grossbart, this provides endless opportunities for dire humor. And at times these awful, stinking, disgusting, ugly, and appallingly stupid and violent men approach likability. I was also reminded of Grimm’s Fairy Tales (tragedy set in mythical surroundings), Tim Powers The Anubis Gates (historical hilarity and accretion of painful injuries), and James Branch Cabell’s Jurgen (a comedy that is not really about what it purports to contain).

I would be wrong to talk about this book without mentioning the masterful grasp that Bullington has on the English language. The language is used like a fine tool to disgust, appall, frighten, or even describe beauty. Upon entering Venice: “True to its visage, the sky let them advance only a short distance before a deluge crashed down on them.” The brothers and unfortunate henchmen are approached by three long dead, rotting men who are animated by demons: “The stench overpowered them, even the Grossbarts gagging on the suddenly wet air.”

Creepy Factor: 4 out of 5
Suspense Factor: 2 out of 5
Weird Erotic Tension Factor: 2 out of 5
Funny and/or Strange Factor: 5 out of 5

Final result: It is not wrong to want to murder the Brothers Grossbart. What a great book.

The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart by Jesse Bullington2009Orbit

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Pinup of the Week: Real Detective September 1939

Sorry for the late Pinup this week. It’s certainly not for lack of unused great covers in the archives. At one point, I really thought that someday I might run out of them, but the well is nowhere near running dry. Today’s pin-up runs a little outside of the usual, being something other than a damsel in distress (until you read the headline, that is). Is it wrong for me to love this cover? I don’t think so. I mean, it has Carole Lombard on it. Carole Lombard! (Here’s where I admit that, besides My Man Godfrey, I’m pretty sure that I haven’t seen any of the films she was in.)

I also have to say that I went through my past cover postings to make sure that I haven’t posted this before, and I’m pretty shocked at the number of detective pulp covers.

Real Detective Pulp 1939 September

America’s Best True Crime Stories

Trapping
CAROLE
LOMBARD’S
BEDROOM
PEEPER

* * *

Washington
“I SMASHED the
NUDE PHOTO
RACKET!”

* * *

New York’s
“GHOST
HOUSE”
KILLER

She looks so not bothered by it all.

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Pinup of the Week: Thrilling Mystery May 1936

FEATURING
I LOVE
THE DEAD
A Complete Horror Novelette
By G.T. FLEMING-ROBERTS

HALFWAY TO HORROR
A Complete Terror Novelette
By RAY CUMMINGS

KURDA’S CORRIDOR
A Novelette of Weird Thrills
By ARTHUR J. BURKS

HARVEST OF DEATH
A Mystery Novelette of Madness
By FRANK BELKNAP LONG

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The flying monkeys let our technician out for a minute and he snuck away into the light of day. Thanks for your patience during this difficult transition.
I ated Tinkerbell.

Fhtagn Spoken Here.

... the attic, a vast raftered length lighted only by small blinking windows in the gable ends, and filled with a massed wreckage of chests, chairs, and spinning-wheels which infinite years of deposit had shrouded and festooned into monstrous and hellish shapes.
The Shunned House
H.P. Lovecraft




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