Way, way back at the start of the summer I received this solemn-looking little paperback.
Only now have I gotten around to reading it and I’m kicking myself I haven’t done so sooner. It’s so fantastically original and weird.
An evil presence (not quite a month, not quite a god) called February is persecuting the townspeople (where the town is located is irrelevant, just go with it) and has been doing so for over 200 days now. Crops die, lakes freeze, people fall ill, and, most disturbingly, children go missing.
It’s dark. I almost fell off my train seat when I read about the grieving mother opening the neck of a dead horse and popping her head inside for a look around… and it’s getting weirder. I love it!
Fans of Tim Burton and Dan Rhodes should add Shane Jones to their reading list.