Chapter Ten
“A long chapter as a sort of central denouement, but with more knots left to tie – or untie. Dale’s monster is more than just his wife – nor is it his two kids with smartphones and hoodies. It is himself, small or tall. (…) It’s as if the book is stretching its limbs, feeling its own way, autonomously – even if the freehold author thinks he knows where his leasehold narrator Dale is taking it in small bites. I have a definite sense of unease, as dreams come to fruition…”
Chapter Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, and Fourteen
“If fiction can leave an offtaste in the mouth, this does. A taste that reflects on even you as a reader for somehow sharing these guilty undercurrents, nodding them through. Only special fiction can carry such strength to alter perceptions of truth and fiction. The warning is for us as much as anyone else in the book, I sense.”
Chapters Fifteen, Sixteen
“But there is somethings endemically unpleasant here between all parties in this book, something unredeemable, even between those who should love each other let alone something as connected to the monster as those lunken bastards, nothing redeemable moreover between the cycles of Gaia and humanity. A once sweet deer become a monster to join with all the other monsters, in fact to join them together in new cycles.”
Chapters Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen
“uniquely, naggingly striking…”
“This blend of the horror genre or Gothic (“sleep began to wrap her slippery tentacles around me again”) with the Literary and psychological is so adroitly handled, I feel that I even forget that I am reading a book.”
Chapters Twenty and Twenty-One
“A staggeringly thought-provoking ending, both frightening and fulfilling. No mean feat.”
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