Lurk – Adam Vine (Review)


Drew is a loser. He’s fat, awkward, and hopelessly infatuated with a girl who doesn’t share his feelings. He has good friends though, and throws great parties. Sunny Hill, the house he shares with those friends, has been a party house for decades.

When Drew finds an old camera in the basement beneath the house, it leads him into a downward spiral of jealousy and rage. The pictures show some of the house’s previous inhabitants, and sometimes they seem to change.

Lurk is a story of corruption and degradation, of creeping evil and the underside of human happiness. It’s my kind of horror.  Continue reading “Lurk – Adam Vine (Review)”


Capricorn – Peter Edwards (Review)

31botxiWVML._SX322_BO1,204,203,200_Recently, I read Peter Edward’s first book, January. At the time, I was under the impression that it was a collection of short horror stories. It turned out not to be – instead, it was a collection of bizarre and charming vignettes.

I enjoyed January, so I got the second book, Capricorn, under the impression that it was a similar collection of interesting and non-threatening short stories. That also turned out not to be true, and now I feel like a double idiot. Continue reading “Capricorn – Peter Edwards (Review)”

The Hundredth(ish) Post

This isn’t my hundredth post. It was meant to be, but then I got distracted and scheduled things carelessly, so it is my hundredth and fifth post. I thought, given that the one hundredth post is something of a milestone, I would take the opportunity to talk briefly about the blog itself, what I’ve done with it, and what I intend to do. Continue reading “The Hundredth(ish) Post”

Statement of Intent

I don’t have incredibly high expectations of this blog – I don’t particularly want fame or fortune, and (conveniently) neither of those is likely to occur. I don’t want to touch hearts, or save lives, or speak truth to power. All of those might be nice, but they are inessential.

What I do want is to use words again, to create something, even if it is meaningless, and trite, and a petty duplication of every other, better blog. It is an entirely selfish goal.

Ostensibly, everything I do every day is focused on words, but you would be amazed by how rarely I actually get to do anything interesting with them. I underline in red and I underline in green. I want to use words for their own sake, to discuss (hopefully) interesting ideas, to do something with them that isn’t correcting other people.

As such, I intend to use this space to write about things; primarily books, and occasionally drivel. Hopefully, anyone who stumbles across it will not find it too tedious.