Australia is an excellent place for someone who wants to write Gothic fiction to grow up in. So much dark history, unresolved conflicts and tensions, mad people in isolated locations, and just general scary stuff going on all the time. We own more monsters than most other jurisdictions and markets can even begin to boast.
SJ Norman has leveraged their (an awkward pronoun, but you'll get used to it) homeland advantage by, for many of these short stories, taking themself out of Straya and plopping themself into some other landscape and culture.
A pretty effective strategy.
Now, us say "themself" because it is very compelling to believe that...
a) these stories have happened to the author, exactly as they are recounted
2) because the narrative is in first person, even though
iii) the nature of the narrator shifts from story to story in often fundamental ways
...but it is equally valid to say that they are not the narrator, and the narrator is not they.
So, moving on.
Us find usselves variously in such places as
- rural Japan
- rural England
- Berlin
- Auschwitz
- as well as places here (Straya) in various totally different and what would be under normal circumstances completely different countries and cultures.
It's quite an itinerary.
Writing as a non-white Strayan relocated from their homeland, us can read with a dislocated perspective of the speculative narrator's adventures with ghosts in bookshops, the use of dock poultices against the effects of stinging nettles, being locked in a death chamber after museum closing hours, and many other extra-colonial traumas that the Drover's Wife would never have had to put up with.
Is this a collection of stories about a Strayan fish out of water? Yes, and no. The yes helps with reflecting on the world that us live in and have to learn not to take for granted, but rather to feel the ghosts, and the no helps with the ghosts.
A number of times, Norman's narrator experiences something unsettling and then makes the comment that the feeling of that experience stays with they for the rest of them day.
And it's not just they that the experience clings to. Us had actual dreams in which dream-us was explaining the plot of one of them's stories to another dream person.
Us think that having book chats in dreams constitutes that book's place in serious spooky territory.
Well done, that writer.
There was only one story where things got a bit torpid for we, and that was the final story in the collection. Them added too many extraneous characters for us' liking, and that bloated the flow just a bit. Other than that, the stories were very streamlined, as us like usn short story experiences to be. Especially effective was them strategy of making everything totally normal until the weird plopped out of the closet and landed on the floor.
So, yet another triumph for Strayan gothic fiction. Hurrah!