![]() ![]() With already a fantastic back catalogue of books and stories, it feels like sheer mastery that he delivers a seemingly inexhaustible variety of fresh ways he finds to unsettle you. Brian Evenson’s latest collection of short stories, The Glassy, Burning Floor of Hell, thrives on positioning it’s characters in this sort of suspension above doom in a wide variety of horrific and spooky situations. Sure, every era has it’s apocalypse criers, but even paying marginal attention to the news lately has one wondering if we have already crossed the precipice of doom and just hang over our doom like that cartoon coyote chasing the roadrunner, suspended in the air so we can all mock him for his self-inflicted mistakes before taking the plunge. And what can be more chilling then the idea that humanity itself may all succumb to a ghastly demise. Horror often thrusts your gaze into the path of oncoming doom, be it a chilling end to everything or a fate that makes death seem like a mercy. ‘ The World is a hell because we have made it so.’ ![]()
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