This is a surreal book. I had seen Darkplace and decided to check it out. I did sometimes think to just stop reading it. It is funny but tedious too. If you decide to read it, grab a glass of Kombucha, put on some Barry Man-ilo and dive in.
Horror author Nick Steen is having visions . . . A sinister Black Steeple; eerie lights in the sky that look like a Catherine wheel but are not remotely a Catherine wheel . . . Plus a giant skeleton with a moustache. Are they omens? Auguries? Portenderings of things to come? (Spoiler: yes, they are.)
For Nick Steen's imagination is bursting out of his brain and threatening to burst in turn the entirety of Stalkford.
Can Nick stop the aforesaid bursting? Or have things already slightly burst regardless? Is all that we see or seem merely a dream within an Earth that's been bursted?
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