Gothic: Ten Original Dark Tales
Drawing on dark fantasy as well as horror and wild humor, ten contemporary authors pay homage to the gothic tale in original stories of the supernatural and the surreal.\ A lovesick count and the ghost of his brutalized servant . . . a serial killer who defies death . . . a house with a violent mind of its own and another that holds within its peeling walls a grotesque secret. Here are witches who feast on faces, changeling rites of passage, a venerable vampire contemplating his end, and a...
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Drawing on dark fantasy as well as horror and wild humor, ten contemporary authors pay homage to the gothic tale in original stories of the supernatural and the surreal.A lovesick count and the ghost of his brutalized servant . . . a serial killer who defies death . . . a house with a violent mind of its own and another that holds within its peeling walls a grotesque secret. Here are witches who feast on faces, changeling rites of passage, a venerable vampire contemplating his end, and a fanged brat who drains the patience of a bumbling teenage boy. Here too are a flamboyant young novelist in search of a subject more compelling than his own eerie existence, and the daughter of a sorcerer fighting to free her lover — and her will — from sinister bonds. Enter the world of GOTHIC!, a celebration of the literary form made famous by such writers as Mary Shelley and Edgar Allan Poe.With scary stories by:Joan Aiken M. T. Anderson Neil Gaiman Caitlín R. Kiernan Gregory Maguire Garth Nix Celia Rees Janni Lee Simner Vivian Vande Velde Barry YourgrauPublishers WeeklyGothic!: Ten Original Dark Tales, edited by Deborah Noyes, mines the macabre with new tales by celebrated authors that include Joan Aiken, Neil Gaiman and Garth Nix. In Vivian Vande Velde's "Morgan Roehmar's Boys," a haunted hayride is the apropos setting for the ghosts of the title murderer's victims and revenge and in "The Prank" by Gregory Maguire, a wayward teen discovers a horrific family secret. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Somewhere in the night, someone was writing.\ ii.\ Her feet scrunched the gravel as she ran wildly up the tree-lined drive. Her heart was pounding in her chest; her lungs felt as if they were bursting, heaving breath after breath of the cold night air. Her eyes fixed on the house ahead, the single light in the topmost room drawing her toward it like a moth to a candle flame. Above her, and away in the deep forest behind the house, night things whooped and skrarked. From the road behind her, she heard something scream, briefly — a small animal that had been the victim of some beast of prey, she hoped, but could not be certain.\ She ran as if the legions of hell were close on her heels, and spared not even a glance behind her until she reached the porch of the old mansion. In the moon's pale light, the white pillars seemed skeletal, like the bones of a great beast. She clung to the wooden door frame, gulping air, staring back down the long driveway as if she were waiting for something, and then she rapped on the door — timorously at first and then harder. The rapping echoed through the house. She imagined, from the echo that came back to her, that, far away, someone was knocking on another door, muffled and dead.\ "Please!" she called. "If there's someone here — anyone — please let me in. I beseech you. I implore you." Her voice sounded strange to her ears.\ The flickering light in the topmost room faded and disappeared, to reappear in successive descending windows. One person, then, with a candle. The light vanished into the depths of the house. She tried to catch her breath. It seemed like an age passed before she heard footsteps on the other side of the door and spied a chink of candlelight through a crack in the ill-fitting door frame.\ "Hello?" she said.\ The voice, when it spoke, was dry as old bone — a desiccated voice, redolent of crackling parchment and musty grave-hangings. "Who calls?" it said. "Who knocks? Who calls, on this night of all nights?"\ The voice gave her no comfort. She looked out at the night that enveloped the house, then pulled herself straight, tossed her raven locks, and said, in a voice that, she hoped, betrayed no fear, "'Tis I, Amelia Earnshawe, recently orphaned and now on my way to take up a position as a governess to the two small children — a boy and a girl — of Lord Falconmere, whose cruel glances I found, during our interview in his London residence, both repellent and fascinating, but whose aquiline face haunts my dreams."\ "And what do you do here, then, at this house, on this night of all nights? Falconmere Castle lies a good twenty leagues on from here, on the other side of the moors."\ "The coachman — an ill-natured fellow, and a mute, or so he pretended to be, for he formed no words but made his wishes known only by grunts and gobblings — reined in his team a mile or so back down the road, or so I judge, and then he shewed me by gestures that he would go no farther, and that I was to alight. When I did refuse to do so, he pushed me roughly from the carriage to the cold earth, then, whipping the poor horses into a frenzy, he clattered off the way he had come, taking my several bags and my trunk with him. I called after him, but he did not return, and it seemed to me that a deeper darkness stirred in the forest gloom behind me. I saw the light in your window and I . . . I . . ." She was able to keep up her pretense of bravery no longer, and she began to sob.\ "Your father," came the voice from the other side of the door. "Would he have been the Honorable Hubert Earnshawe?"\ Amelia choked back her tears. "Yes. Yes, he was."\ "And you — you say you are an orphan?"\ She thought of her father, of his tweed jacket, as the maelstrom seized him and whipped him onto the rocks and away from her forever.\ "He died trying to save my mother's life. They both were drowned."\ She heard the dull chunking of a key being turned in a lock, then twin booms as iron bolts were drawn back. "Welcome, then, Miss Amelia Earnshawe. Welcome to your inheritance, in this house without a name. Aye, welcome — on this night of all nights." The door opened.\ _________\ GOTHIC!: TEN ORIGINAL DARK TALES edited by Deborah Wayshak. Copyright (c) 2006 by Deborah Wayshak. Published by Candlewick Press, Inc., Cambridge, MA
\ Publishers WeeklyGothic!: Ten Original Dark Tales, edited by Deborah Noyes, mines the macabre with new tales by celebrated authors that include Joan Aiken, Neil Gaiman and Garth Nix. In Vivian Vande Velde's "Morgan Roehmar's Boys," a haunted hayride is the apropos setting for the ghosts of the title murderer's victims and revenge and in "The Prank" by Gregory Maguire, a wayward teen discovers a horrific family secret. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.\ \ \ \ \ KLIATT - Joseph DeMarco\ This book is a must-have for fans of horror or gothic fiction, dark tales meant to thrill and make one think. Noyes explains her definition of gothic and tells something about the authors and their tales in her introduction to the book. Then readers are in for a treat. There are some big names in this anthology—Joan Aiken, Neil Gaiman, Vivian Vande Velde, and Barry Yourgrau are just a few. Readers will not be disappointed in the least and will remember these tales when they are alone in the dark trying to convince themselves that there's really nothing out there. Or is there? There are some traditional settings, and pieces that take place in the past; but there are just as many stories that take place in the technology-saturated present and in modern suburban developments, as opposed to brooding lands shadowed by ruined castles. The surreal and the supernatural are king in this collection but there are creative and imaginative takes on a lot of hoary old stereotypes. Readers will be delighted by shape shifting witches, whiney vampires, houses that think, monstrous families, and more. Aiken and Vande Velde deliver chilling ghost stories—brooding, horrific, and sure to keep readers awake. Some offer humor, as Neil Gaiman does in a story with a title almost longer than this review. It will make you laugh and think about the genre as well. It's difficult to single out stories since all are well written and all deliver satisfying thrills and chills.\ \ \ Children's LiteratureThe word gothic conjures up feelings of fear and romance. This is especially true of each of the ten short stories in this collection. Authors included in this collection include Joan Aiken, M. T. Anderson, Neil Gaiman, Caitlin R. Kiernan, Gregory Maguire, Garth Nix, Celia Rees, Jannie Lee Simner, Vivian Vande Velde and Barry Yourgrau. The stories feature supernatural characters facing tests of faith, love and strength. The authors take motifs from fantasies, fairy tales, horror and humor to create gothic tales. Students who enjoy vampires, witches and horror will enjoy these creepy and hair-raising stories. Teachers looking for something akin to Edgar Allan Poe to catch students' interest will enjoy this collection. 2004, Candlewick Press, Ages 13 to 18. \ —Terri L. Lent\ \ \ \ \ Kirkus ReviewsBy turns lyrical and bleak and leavened at times with grim, bleak humor or goofiness, the ten stories in this anthology either entertain or terrorize-or both. Although the title conjures up a vision of Victoria Holt-like heroines in peril, Noyes has assembled an exciting variety of dark fantasy and horror stories-all far more sinister and less predictable than formulaic "gothic" tales. After a rather tame start with Joan Aiken's Lungewater-that provides standard gothic fare-terror takes over. Vivian VandeVelde, M.T. Anderson, Gregory Maguire, Garth Nix, and others offer ghosts and vampires, ghouls and sorcerers, and monstrous family members to quicken the pulse and provide frissons of fear. Consistently well-written, these stories will appeal to many fantasy readers and all horror readers and they will lead to exploration of other writings by the authors. The level of terror, violence, and overt sexual content mark this book for older readers-who will enjoy it mightily. (Fiction YA)\ \
