Böcker av Richard Wells

Tightropes. Bridges. Friendship. Love. Wheels within wheels. Bombs. Cemeteries. Flames.With an eye to the wondrous, strange, and holy Richard Wells continues his exploration of territories actual and imagined, far, wide, and close at hand.

This richly illustrated anthology gathers together classic short stories from masters of supernatural fiction including M. R. James, Sheridan Le Fanu and Arthur Machen, alongside lesser-known voices in the field including Eleanor Scott and Margery Lawrence, and popular writers less bound to the horror genre, such as Thomas Hardy and E. F. Benson.These are damnable tales, selected and beautifully illustrated by Richard Wells. They stalk the moors at night, the deep forests, cornered fields and dusky churchyards, the narrow lanes and old ways of these ancient places, drawing upon the haunted landscapes of folk-horror - a now widely used term first applied to a series of British films from the late 1960s and 1970s: Witchfinder General (1968), Blood on Satan's Claw (1971), and The Wicker Man (1973).But as this collection shows, writers of uncanny fiction were dabbling in the dark side of folklore long before. These twenty-two stories take the reader beyond the safety and familiarity of the town into the isolated and untamed wilderness. Unholy rites, witches' curses, sinister village traditions and ancient horrors that lurk within the landscape all combine to remind us that the shiny modern, urban world might not have all the answers...

In his debut collection, Seattle poet Richard Wells condenses a lifetime of experience into a warm embrace of friendship and spirit. From his Polish Catholic upbringing, through the turbulent and joyful awakenings of the 1960''s, and his latter day embrace of the "sweet science," Wells asks, "how do we rise above the heartbreak of being?" He answers with generosity and wonder, opening himself to the power of language to shape the world, and heal it as well. With a blend of prose and poems, Wells journeys to Mexico, India, and back to his home in the Pacific Northwest, where we "listen to the rain/Listen to the throat of thunder."