I’ve been a little off-kilter lately. First the time change, and now temperatures are rising, and it seems winter has left. While I like all things nature-related, winter and autumn are my favourite seasons.
I miss cold, crisp days, and walking in the snow, and eating dinner when it’s actually dark out.
And so it was chillingly comforting when I read Unburied: A Collection of Queer Dark Fiction.
The characters were like the voices of friends, by virtue of their shared experiences that were revealed in many of the stories.
Yes, the content was dark, but it also felt like some mysterious, imagined presence had appeared, wrapped a blanket around my shoulders, and whispered to me “you are not alone”.
Maybe that’s why I’ve been a little discombobulated lately. Reading this collection of stories was not only a haunting experience, but a visceral one as well.
Sure, I could talk a lot more about this anthology. But it’s proving to be a bit of a challenge, because my readerly experience went deep. And I’d rather listen, anyway. Listen to all the authors’ voices, as they tell their stories. Stories that remind me that I’m not so alone, after all.
Special thanks to Editor Rebecca Rowland for the advance reader’s copy.
You can dig up a copy for yourself when it releases June 1: https://rowlandbooks.com/unburied. Because, admit it, we could all use a little less “alone time” and a little more community, about now.
Am I right, or am I right?
I love it when fiction goes beyond “and then this happened” to “it made me feel . . .” What is that THING on the glorious cover? Eek!
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ha, it’s funny you should mention that. I have an ARC copy and a band goes across the picture, and then today when I was doing the book look, I was like “Wait, that’s not a mountain in the background” *head bap* *laugh*
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Thank you so much for giving Unburied a look! (heart) Rebecca
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