We're back in Ryhope Wood again. But this time we get a broader picture and a richer storyline (perhaps to a fault -- Argonauts? time travel?) than in Lavondyss, making this a more approachable book. I'd read this one first, at least, if only for the expository background. Oh, and I like the cover on the Roc hardcover, a vaguely Rousseauian painting of (I think) the giggler.

Lovecraft wasn't writing horror, either, but rather mythic fantasy. The horror was a consequence of the alienness of his... things. Holdstock's mythagos aren't alien, but they are often entirely amoral.

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