Best New Horror 16
This is the latest edition of the world's foremost annual showcase of horror and dark fantasy fiction. Here are some of the very best short stories and novellas by today's finest exponents of horror fictionincluding Kim Newman, Neil Gaiman, Paul McAuley, Glen Hirshberg, Ramsey Campbell and Tanith Lee. The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror 16 also contains the most comprehens...more
"This Is Now" by Michael Marshall Smith)
So, here's another one...
The "Year In..." starter continues to be both worthwhile and depressing - such a glut of mediocre material (and, seeing as it just keeps coming, such a glut of people accepting of mediocre material - oh, I know "subjectivity / objectivity", yadda, yadda, yadda...) - I guess I'm also sorry that Jones did ...more
Regrettably, in a couple of cases, I only recorded that I had begun to read - or that I had read part of - a particular story. These are ‘Lilies’ by Iain Rowan and ‘ ...more
I guess the purpose of the book is to introduce us with the work of not-so-famous writers like Poppy Z. Brite, Christa Faust, Brian Keene and Lisa Tuttle. I was pleasantly surprised by them and equally disappointed by some well-known names such as Neil Gaiman.
The stories I liked are:
My Deat ...more
Lilies by Iain Rowan --- 3 stars
Breaking Up by Ramsey Campbell --- 2 stars
"The King", in: Yellow by Brian Keene --- 4 stars
A Trick of the Dark by Tina Rath --- 2 stars
The Mutable Borders of Love by Leslie What --- 2 stars
Flour White and Spindle Thin by L. H. Maynard and M. P. N. Sims --- 2 stars
Tighter by Christa Faust --- 3 stars (bondage gone wrong, or right?... lol)
Restraint by ...more
Other books in the series
When I told my mother about the dream, she was puzzled.
'But what's scary about that? You were never scared of that doll.'
I shook my head, meaning that the doll I'd owned - and barely remembered - had never scared me. 'But it was very scary,' I said, meaning that the reappearance of it in my dream had been terrifying.
My mother looked at me, baffled. 'But it's not scary,' she said gently. I'm sure she was trying to make me feel better, and thought this reasonable statement would help. She was absolutely amazed when it had the opposite result, and I burst into tears.
Of course she had no idea why, and of course I couldn't explain. Now I think - and of course I could be wrong - that what upset me was that I'd just realized that my mother and I were separate people. We didn't share the same dreams or nightmares. I was alone in the universe, like everybody else. In some confused way, that was what the doll had been telling me. Once it had loved me enough to let me eat its nose; now it would make me wake up screaming. ("My Death")”