Of Musings and Wonderings

smoke and mirrorsI have to admit, I do love a good collection. Whether it’s by the same author or stories from a variety, there’s something pleasurable in moving from one story to the next, in a vastly different way than diving into a good novel.

In Smoke and Mirrors, Gaiman presents to us a number of different stories and poems, with a couple of cross-overs, some nods to Lovecraft, and some very, very strange scenes and stories that leave the reader scratching their head. Gaiman’s fantastic style and voice come through in all the pieces, but they all remain different and strong in their own right.

Delights, wonders and horrors – seriously. Some really creepy horrors that make me wonder what must be going through Gaiman’s head. But all of the stories are enjoyable, and the majority are memorable; what happens when humans can no longer test on animals, what happens when a radical cancer treatment causes people’s sex to change, the melding of memories during sex, a disappearing grandmother and a mysterious fox. Among these there are also the stories of a small town plagued with cultists, a writer trying to work on a screenplay and a twist on the traditional troll under the bridge tale.

Each tale captures the reader in a different way, and Gaiman does a brilliant job of introducing characters and settings quickly, allowing the meat of the story to really flourish. There are no punches pulled here and nothing really held back. It is, essentially, Gaiman doing what he does best. The whole collection feels like fairy tales for adults, even with a couple of warnings sprinkled throughout. He draws you right in, exploring different worlds and ideas and making you really believe in the magic, even if it only is for a few moments.

Smoke and Mirrors is brilliant, a wonderful collection, each story tied together in some small way yet still standing strongly out from one another. Well worth a read for any fans of fantasy, magic and, of course, of Gaiman himself.


{August 17, 2014}   So, So Sorry…But I Am Alive!

so sorryThis is me apologising. Mainly for disappearing pretty suddenly and not posting anything for…what, five months? Seriously. I really am sorry. I don’t think I can say that enough. Not that I think there are loads of people out there who constantly watch this blog for updates, but for anyone who maybe was a reader or enjoyed the things I posted, I want them to know my face looks just like the Doctor’s, right up there.

I won’t go into too much explanation of why I’ve been gone. I’ve just been, well, enjoying life, really. And looking for a new job in amongst all that. And of course, I’ve watched a number of films and read a number of books in that time but I won’t be able to post about all of them. I’ll do what I can though. I can’t promise regular updates, but I am back and I will be posting more. And if anyone did e-mail me and I didn’t respond, it’s likely the e-mail got lost in the huge number of blog updates I get. Feel free to e-mail again (I will be checking regularly) or post below and let me know if you’ve e-mailed and I’ll go through a hunt of them.

So yeah, that’s it, really. Just me saying I am still alive and I am sorry for being gone so long. As always, I hope you enjoy any future posts I put up here.

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