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Grasshands
Everything wrong with the world is wrong with books. When overworked library assistant Sylvia Hix finds a strange moss smothering the books, there’s little to worry about. But when patrons start eating it, gaining direct knowledge of the books, then losing their minds—Sylvia's problems deepen. Moreover, her supervisor is a glue addict, her best friend Albert is growing into a giant, and Clara Gamelin, the Library Board Director, is shaping her to be the next ballbusting head librarian, a job she does not want.
Sylvia is haunted by the moss, because it’s connected to a horrific creature from her childhood. A creature she once named Grasshands and has since forgotten. Stopping Grasshands from decaying the town’s minds, the library’s books, and the slow rot of time is the only job now available to her, whether she wants it or not. A novel of biblio-horror, body horror, and melancholic friendship, Grasshands is ready for check-out. Get your library card ready.
Sylvia is haunted by the moss, because it’s connected to a horrific creature from her childhood. A creature she once named Grasshands and has since forgotten. Stopping Grasshands from decaying the town’s minds, the library’s books, and the slow rot of time is the only job now available to her, whether she wants it or not. A novel of biblio-horror, body horror, and melancholic friendship, Grasshands is ready for check-out. Get your library card ready.
216 pages, Paperback
First published January 19, 2024
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January 7, 2025
Oh hell no. This was not good despite the fact that it sounded right up my alley. Librarians identify a strange moss growing on the books in their basement and when people eat it, they have immediate knowledge of the information contained within. But the moss, that nefarious weird ass moss, is working its evil magic on them when they do. There's a big bad moss monster called Grasshands and these little tippy tap tickling spiders that crawl into your mouth and kind of... I don't know... hibernate in there and attack you when provoked. Sounds interesting, right?
The writing was really rough. It's trippy and weird but not in a good way. I wanted to DNF it a couple times but I bought it at full paperback price so I was determined to get my money's worth. It was so not worth the money or the time.
I know it's early in the year still but I'm pretty sure this will end up on my worst-of list for 2025. Sigh.
The writing was really rough. It's trippy and weird but not in a good way. I wanted to DNF it a couple times but I bought it at full paperback price so I was determined to get my money's worth. It was so not worth the money or the time.
I know it's early in the year still but I'm pretty sure this will end up on my worst-of list for 2025. Sigh.
January 9, 2024
As a lover of horrors and weird fairytales this was the perfect mixture of the two. Kyle Winkler does such an amazing job with this book I could almost smell the moss and moisture as I read Grasshands. He is able to catch the reader from the very beginning and holds you throughout this twisted fairytale. Reading Grasshands felt like I took drugs, went walking through the forest, laid down in moss and found a tap tapping spider.
February 1, 2024
Kyle Winkler does his Kyle Winkler thing again with this wild, weird and wonderful dark fantasy tale of librarians battling an ages-old menace that uses books in a very specific way to spread its hungry hungry influence. Trust me, you will never guess all the odd-ass places this story will take you, and you may not be prepared for all of the ideas that Winkler stuffs the narrative with, but you'll always appreciate the ride.
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March 21, 2024I don't want to rate this because it wasn't my cup of tea, and I kind of knew that going into it. I'm trying to get into horror, but I haven't found the right subgenre. If you want to read it, go ahead.
I don't think I really understood if there was supposed to be anything deeper going on here, or if it really was just supposed to be an entertaining book. I think I can finally move on to the next read.
I don't think I really understood if there was supposed to be anything deeper going on here, or if it really was just supposed to be an entertaining book. I think I can finally move on to the next read.
March 24, 2024
I just finished this. Like 45 seconds ago. And all I can think is “what the fuck did I just read?. I saw someone else label this book as a fever dream and I cannot agree more. I was so excited because this book contains my three favorite things: books, plants, and horror. But I’m still so confused. I feel like there was some major metaphor that I completely missed. The imagery was *chefs kiss* and I really found myself getting into it. I look forward to reading more of Kyle’s books!
October 10, 2024
It is a very unique and horrific creature feature. Loved the surrealism vibe the story gave off.
December 22, 2024
Probably the most unique book I've read in a long time. It's beautifully written. Winkler knows how to build up the horror.
Equal parts whimsical and serious, all kinds of weird and absurd. Definitely one that more people need to read.
Equal parts whimsical and serious, all kinds of weird and absurd. Definitely one that more people need to read.
February 25, 2024
The first time I discovered Kyle Winkler’s work, it was through his 2021 novella The Nothing That Is. I wrote about it over on Ink Heist for my Favorite Reads of 2021 list but in case you missed it, here is what I wrote:
“Based on premise alone, Kyle Winkler’s The Nothing That Is was hand’s down the weirdest book I’ve read in 2021, and I fucking loved it! Set in 1986, The Nothing That Is follows Cade McCall, an assistant manager for a catering company as he struggles to raise money to strike out on his own. He’s good at his job and has the respect of his co-workers, but his bosses make life miserable for him and he dreams of starting his own business. After an explosion at the local graveyard, his hopes are answered when he receives a call from the bizarre Mr. Dinosaur, offering Cade $11,000 if he caters one event for his Extreme Food Club. What follows is a capital-W Weird story that will stretch the limits of Cade’s sanity.
Honestly, nothing I can say will do a better job of selling this book than this line from the jacket copy: “Involving female biker gangs, cults, possessed furniture, and a full dose of cosmic horror, The Nothing That Is serves up the weird”. If you’re a fan of Cosmic Horror, this is an essential addition to your library. Winkler offers a wildly imaginative take on the subgenre that honors its trademarks, but obliterates any preconceived notions of what to expect. I can’t wait to read more of Winkler’s work!”
My love of Horror runs through the entire spectrum of the genre pretty much, but lately the books that really pique my interest are the ones that push the boundaries of what we think of as Horror. The sort of books that take multiple genres, stick them in a blender, and whips them all up into something completely unique. I found that sort of gleeful experimentation at the heart of The Nothing That Is and it had me clamoring to get my hands on a copy of Grasshands.
The novel opens with an introduction to young Sylvia Hix, who always wanted something in her life that she couldn’t understand or something that scared her. Really, anything that would bring excitement to her life. She spent all of her time in the woods behind her home, lost in the thrall of nature and her imagination while she lived by the concept of “grasshands”. Sylvia believes that everyone has a subjective clock that they followed and grasshands was one she followed while exploring the woods, a measure of time that nature and the universe itself follows and that moves at a glacial pace. So, it’s only natural that her wish to brush against the unknown revealed itself gradually, from the one place she found herself gravitating toward the most. One day in a moment of reflection, Sylvia sees a green shape begin to form. Lost in the tide of grasshands, she bears witness to the concept coming alive, a humanoid shape emerging from the moss of the earth. For the first time in all of her searching, hoping for something exciting and terrifying to find her, that something finally stares back.
However, as Sylvia grows up and suffers loss – both of those she loves and of her freedom – the concept of Grasshands begins to fade from her life as well as her memories of that terrifying and exhilarating encounter in the woods. When Sylvia discovers a strange moss slowly overtaking the books at the library where she works many years later, she thinks nothing of it. That is, until patrons begin eating the moss and having their minds consumed with the knowledge of whatever the books contain. People see it as a godsend, but it doesn’t take long for the moss to spread and sow chaos throughout the community. Sylvia suspects it’s connected to Grasshands somehow and with the help of her friend and co-worker Albert – who is turning into a giant day by day – and the snarky, tough as nails Library Board Director Clara Gamelin, she must stop Grasshands before it decays everything it touches.
There is a line in Grasshands that Sylvia says to Ms. Gamelin that perfectly sums up my experience with it: “Don’t you just want to read a story that doesn’t make plain how it’s trying to make you feel?” My answer to that question is a resounding, emphatic hell yes! That’s what makes Winkler’s unique, fever-dream-smashing-into reality plot of Grasshands so engaging. One could view the story partly as I did where the proliferation of technology and our ever-increasing reliance on it is represented by the spread of the book moss and the fanatical devotion bestowed on it by the community. Technology is relatively absent throughout the novel, could the moss be its stand in? A sort-of logical evolutionary step of bio-technology? It could be one, both, or none of those things for all I know. But that’s okay, because the way Winkler crafts the narrative, it allows for a seemingly infinite amount of possibilities and chances for philosophical exploration, a sort of bibliophile Rorschach test. But even if I’m entirely reaching and off base, which I probably am? It’s still an engaging and addictive narrative that can be enjoyed even on a surface level.
While I was reading Grasshands, I admit that I initially thought the outbreak of the moss growing on the books and Grasshands were relatively benign threats. The earliest example of what the moss was capable of involved a young man getting really into knitting. I thought the moss was going to be used as more of a whimsical plot element than anything else. I’m not sure if that was by design, but I would quickly learn the same lesson the rest of the townspeople would – the effects of the moss can be catastrophic and damn near nightmare inducing. I don’t want to give away any of the secrets Winkler has stored within this novel’s pages, but as the chaos and paranoia caused by the moss reaches a fever pitch, Winkler unleashes a maelstrom of hallucinogenic horrors to create some of the most imaginative, disturbing scenes in recent memory.
While this novel initially grabbed me with its innovative imagery and unique melding of genres, the thing that surprised me and kept me connected was the relationship between the three main characters. Throughout the course of Grasshands, these three seemingly disparate characters band together and form a makeshift family. The bonds they form and their interactions with each other inject a surprising amount of heart into this story and turn into something truly magical.
Winkler takes readers on a journey that is equal parts fantastical and horrific, and if you’re looking for a book that is both highly original and entertaining, Grasshands is an essential addition to your bookshelf. This is the second time I’ve been blown away by Winkler’s work and I look forward to reading the books I missed out the first time around! He is quickly becoming one of my favorite genre-bending authors and I think there is a good chance he could be one of yours too.
“Based on premise alone, Kyle Winkler’s The Nothing That Is was hand’s down the weirdest book I’ve read in 2021, and I fucking loved it! Set in 1986, The Nothing That Is follows Cade McCall, an assistant manager for a catering company as he struggles to raise money to strike out on his own. He’s good at his job and has the respect of his co-workers, but his bosses make life miserable for him and he dreams of starting his own business. After an explosion at the local graveyard, his hopes are answered when he receives a call from the bizarre Mr. Dinosaur, offering Cade $11,000 if he caters one event for his Extreme Food Club. What follows is a capital-W Weird story that will stretch the limits of Cade’s sanity.
Honestly, nothing I can say will do a better job of selling this book than this line from the jacket copy: “Involving female biker gangs, cults, possessed furniture, and a full dose of cosmic horror, The Nothing That Is serves up the weird”. If you’re a fan of Cosmic Horror, this is an essential addition to your library. Winkler offers a wildly imaginative take on the subgenre that honors its trademarks, but obliterates any preconceived notions of what to expect. I can’t wait to read more of Winkler’s work!”
My love of Horror runs through the entire spectrum of the genre pretty much, but lately the books that really pique my interest are the ones that push the boundaries of what we think of as Horror. The sort of books that take multiple genres, stick them in a blender, and whips them all up into something completely unique. I found that sort of gleeful experimentation at the heart of The Nothing That Is and it had me clamoring to get my hands on a copy of Grasshands.
The novel opens with an introduction to young Sylvia Hix, who always wanted something in her life that she couldn’t understand or something that scared her. Really, anything that would bring excitement to her life. She spent all of her time in the woods behind her home, lost in the thrall of nature and her imagination while she lived by the concept of “grasshands”. Sylvia believes that everyone has a subjective clock that they followed and grasshands was one she followed while exploring the woods, a measure of time that nature and the universe itself follows and that moves at a glacial pace. So, it’s only natural that her wish to brush against the unknown revealed itself gradually, from the one place she found herself gravitating toward the most. One day in a moment of reflection, Sylvia sees a green shape begin to form. Lost in the tide of grasshands, she bears witness to the concept coming alive, a humanoid shape emerging from the moss of the earth. For the first time in all of her searching, hoping for something exciting and terrifying to find her, that something finally stares back.
However, as Sylvia grows up and suffers loss – both of those she loves and of her freedom – the concept of Grasshands begins to fade from her life as well as her memories of that terrifying and exhilarating encounter in the woods. When Sylvia discovers a strange moss slowly overtaking the books at the library where she works many years later, she thinks nothing of it. That is, until patrons begin eating the moss and having their minds consumed with the knowledge of whatever the books contain. People see it as a godsend, but it doesn’t take long for the moss to spread and sow chaos throughout the community. Sylvia suspects it’s connected to Grasshands somehow and with the help of her friend and co-worker Albert – who is turning into a giant day by day – and the snarky, tough as nails Library Board Director Clara Gamelin, she must stop Grasshands before it decays everything it touches.
There is a line in Grasshands that Sylvia says to Ms. Gamelin that perfectly sums up my experience with it: “Don’t you just want to read a story that doesn’t make plain how it’s trying to make you feel?” My answer to that question is a resounding, emphatic hell yes! That’s what makes Winkler’s unique, fever-dream-smashing-into reality plot of Grasshands so engaging. One could view the story partly as I did where the proliferation of technology and our ever-increasing reliance on it is represented by the spread of the book moss and the fanatical devotion bestowed on it by the community. Technology is relatively absent throughout the novel, could the moss be its stand in? A sort-of logical evolutionary step of bio-technology? It could be one, both, or none of those things for all I know. But that’s okay, because the way Winkler crafts the narrative, it allows for a seemingly infinite amount of possibilities and chances for philosophical exploration, a sort of bibliophile Rorschach test. But even if I’m entirely reaching and off base, which I probably am? It’s still an engaging and addictive narrative that can be enjoyed even on a surface level.
While I was reading Grasshands, I admit that I initially thought the outbreak of the moss growing on the books and Grasshands were relatively benign threats. The earliest example of what the moss was capable of involved a young man getting really into knitting. I thought the moss was going to be used as more of a whimsical plot element than anything else. I’m not sure if that was by design, but I would quickly learn the same lesson the rest of the townspeople would – the effects of the moss can be catastrophic and damn near nightmare inducing. I don’t want to give away any of the secrets Winkler has stored within this novel’s pages, but as the chaos and paranoia caused by the moss reaches a fever pitch, Winkler unleashes a maelstrom of hallucinogenic horrors to create some of the most imaginative, disturbing scenes in recent memory.
While this novel initially grabbed me with its innovative imagery and unique melding of genres, the thing that surprised me and kept me connected was the relationship between the three main characters. Throughout the course of Grasshands, these three seemingly disparate characters band together and form a makeshift family. The bonds they form and their interactions with each other inject a surprising amount of heart into this story and turn into something truly magical.
Winkler takes readers on a journey that is equal parts fantastical and horrific, and if you’re looking for a book that is both highly original and entertaining, Grasshands is an essential addition to your bookshelf. This is the second time I’ve been blown away by Winkler’s work and I look forward to reading the books I missed out the first time around! He is quickly becoming one of my favorite genre-bending authors and I think there is a good chance he could be one of yours too.
December 3, 2024
I quite liked the beginning but as the book went on, I realised this just isn't for me. Too trippy, too many mentions of bodily fluids.
April 7, 2024
such a cool concept! loved the elements of nature horror & the inclusion of the library as a major setting. didn’t vibe with the writing style 100%, but i enjoyed it overall.
April 6, 2024
I found GRASSHANDS to be a memorable horror fantasy novel that's well worth recommending! Grounded and well-paced with passages that sing the strange like his other novel I love, BORIS SAYS THE WORDS. A very measured dosage of dark and light, human and other + a thorny love letter to Ohio that feels deeply personal.
If you remember playing in the woods as a child and losing track of time, feeling a bit more like the world than society for just a few moments, the opening should speak to you. After that tone-setting dreamscape, it settles into the life and times of its central characters before letting the strangeness creep back in with a vengeance.
Sylvia, as a protagonist, is a fun one. She's dry and a little caustic but driven by love, especially for her closest friend Alfred, a large and lovely man who works at the local library with her. As the story goes on and the mystery thickens, it's their bond, as well as Sylvia's developing, sometimes at odds relationship with the head of the library, Ms. Gamelin, that guide the reader and Sylvia herself through the horrors to come. These three are all regular people with regular issues who are forced to adapt to a world rapidly changing from the presence of an otherworldy moss that gives those who consume it a drug-like relationship with books, becoming paper-thin experts of subjects in seconds, unknowable costs be damned.
As to the horror itself and how it reveals itself and takes center stage, it's best to let you read that on your own, but there's some standout moments where Kyle blends the child-self and its fears and fascinations with a rapidly consuming sense of the fantastic and grotesque, using the natural darkness of nature we often ignore and overlook in our homogenized lives as its foundation. There's one moment where the stylistic form of the novel changes about midway through to accommodate a step below the waking world that might just be my favorite moment, but I also think it ends on a high note.
Kyle writes a lot of cool things + I'll always turn out for them, but I think this one would make for a great introduction to his work. If you're dipping your toes into the world of horror or you're a well-read connoisseur of the creepy, you'll get something out of this one.
If you remember playing in the woods as a child and losing track of time, feeling a bit more like the world than society for just a few moments, the opening should speak to you. After that tone-setting dreamscape, it settles into the life and times of its central characters before letting the strangeness creep back in with a vengeance.
Sylvia, as a protagonist, is a fun one. She's dry and a little caustic but driven by love, especially for her closest friend Alfred, a large and lovely man who works at the local library with her. As the story goes on and the mystery thickens, it's their bond, as well as Sylvia's developing, sometimes at odds relationship with the head of the library, Ms. Gamelin, that guide the reader and Sylvia herself through the horrors to come. These three are all regular people with regular issues who are forced to adapt to a world rapidly changing from the presence of an otherworldy moss that gives those who consume it a drug-like relationship with books, becoming paper-thin experts of subjects in seconds, unknowable costs be damned.
As to the horror itself and how it reveals itself and takes center stage, it's best to let you read that on your own, but there's some standout moments where Kyle blends the child-self and its fears and fascinations with a rapidly consuming sense of the fantastic and grotesque, using the natural darkness of nature we often ignore and overlook in our homogenized lives as its foundation. There's one moment where the stylistic form of the novel changes about midway through to accommodate a step below the waking world that might just be my favorite moment, but I also think it ends on a high note.
Kyle writes a lot of cool things + I'll always turn out for them, but I think this one would make for a great introduction to his work. If you're dipping your toes into the world of horror or you're a well-read connoisseur of the creepy, you'll get something out of this one.
July 9, 2024
I adored this book!
Prose as lush as Grasshands itself. Sharp commentary on the sludge which constitutes the mindless ‘content’ on our digital hellscape that is the internet, without being pretentious. Good humor and a solid story all around. Winkler’s prose made me stop and savor what I had read multiple times. Some of these sentences are a punch to the jaw.
Would recommend this as essential reading. Winkler has created something unique, here, equal parts fairytale & equal parts nightmare, wrapped up in a heartfelt love for books & libraries. Reminded me a lot of Don DeLilo’s White Noise in some aspects. But, ultimately, I haven’t read anything quite like it. Good stuff. Very much worth your time.
4.5/5
Prose as lush as Grasshands itself. Sharp commentary on the sludge which constitutes the mindless ‘content’ on our digital hellscape that is the internet, without being pretentious. Good humor and a solid story all around. Winkler’s prose made me stop and savor what I had read multiple times. Some of these sentences are a punch to the jaw.
Would recommend this as essential reading. Winkler has created something unique, here, equal parts fairytale & equal parts nightmare, wrapped up in a heartfelt love for books & libraries. Reminded me a lot of Don DeLilo’s White Noise in some aspects. But, ultimately, I haven’t read anything quite like it. Good stuff. Very much worth your time.
4.5/5
March 23, 2025
this book really wasn’t my thing. I don’t think it’s bad by any means, just not for me. I don’t really go for “humorous” books, and this certainly was, and unfortunately the humor just kind of read as a bad netflix pilot to me (derogatory). much more fantastical and surreal than I prefer. I see why it’s categorized as horror, but that should be like category 4, not 1. should have DNFd, only reason I did not is because I am so committed to Lala’s BuzzWordCoverChallenge and this is the only thing that slightly interested me and had a book on the cover. I think this could be a lot of people’s cup of tea, just not for me
December 28, 2023
Grasshands is a fairy tale for a time too jaded for fairy tales. Where the twin serpents of content and consumption coil and wait in the dark, followed to their terrifying logical conclusions. Our heroes' reluctance resides in our collective traumatic detachment, and the real horror is how far we must descend into the abyss to finally feel something. It is a book perfectly suited to an era when we are on the threshold of machines digesting our stories and spitting them back to us as meaningless pablum. A warning nestled in the quiet tragedy of knowing it will go unheeded.
December 22, 2023
GRASSHANDS fulfills the promise of the term 'mindbending' in ways drugs never could. Prose and dialog that are effortlessly engaging, horror that builds in an almost absurdist fashion making the dread that much more effective when it drops. And oh, how it drops. More than the sum of its parts—and damn, those parts are impressive on their own—GRASSHANDS is a vehicle for experiencing the human condition, the ultimate drive for horror. I'll be thinking about it for a long, long time
January 29, 2024
A surreal, unsettling, yet familiar tale of horror, moss, and books. A story about the difference between information and knowledge, possessions and identity, evil and the unknowable. There are some really unique inventions in this one, from sentient mommy fogs to man-sized moss towers and tickling spiders made of long-lost childhood possessions. Written in a way that is inherently literary yet engagingly cinematic. Eat the moss, folks.
October 4, 2025
I'm such a fan of this guy's writing and have told as many people as I think would be interested (or will even talk to me about books) about Kyle Winkler and his ridiculously enjoyable brand of cosmic horror (or however one would describe his ever-evolving writing). This is the fourth book of his I've read and I'm ecstatic to read Tone-Bone, the second installment in the Mr Dinosaur series and equally stoked for Enter the Peerless.
Kyle, if you read this, thank you for writing books.
Kyle, if you read this, thank you for writing books.
January 19, 2024
I've never quite read anything like Grasshands.
It doesn't take itself too seriously in some parts, but other time it's serious, existential, and dark.
Winkler's prose reminds me of Neil Gaiman's, the story flows seamlessly from one chapter to the next.
Grasshands is such a refreshing and unique read, it made it easy to keep reading until the final page.
It doesn't take itself too seriously in some parts, but other time it's serious, existential, and dark.
Winkler's prose reminds me of Neil Gaiman's, the story flows seamlessly from one chapter to the next.
Grasshands is such a refreshing and unique read, it made it easy to keep reading until the final page.
July 25, 2024
This would have been a four (maybe even five) star read for me if the story followed more of the synopsis. What I thought was going to be a horror story about what happens when you eat moss off of books turned out to be a story about weird junk spiders.
I liked it but it wasn’t what I signed up for when I read the synopsis.
I liked it but it wasn’t what I signed up for when I read the synopsis.
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September 4, 2024
While the storyline fits well into the environmental horror genre, I kept being reminded of the 1970s absurdists like Tom Robbins and William Kotzwinkle. Winkler's novel started out on a promising note, although as the narrative went on it seemed to lose steam, and lose my interest. It could have easily been trimmed to a novella, which would have been to its benefit.
April 25, 2024
I loved the heck out of this one. As a librarian, this hit all the right notes for me. Creeping mystical moss coating all the books...yup. The moss imparts knowledge...yup. The moss warps the people that eat it...also yup. If you like Weird Dark Fantasy, don't miss this one!
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August 3, 20242 stars
Girl finds spider grass monsters that steal paper junk in the woods and then years later they infiltrate a library.
This was just weird and nonsensical. The writing style wasn’t for me and neither was the story.
Girl finds spider grass monsters that steal paper junk in the woods and then years later they infiltrate a library.
This was just weird and nonsensical. The writing style wasn’t for me and neither was the story.
August 7, 2025
Grasshands is an outstanding work of dark fantasy. Mind-bending, time-warping, and wonderfully inventive, I love this book. It brims with unique horrors and deeply felt emotion. Looking forward to reading more from Winkler.
May 1, 2024
Super interesting concept and I really liked the ending but it was a tough book to get through and I felt like I was forcing myself to pick it up
October 10, 2024
Fun and unique horror fantasy that feels like a fever dream. The author does a great job of setting the scene, and I appreciate the ending and themes behind the story.
December 11, 2024
Good fantasy horror. A little weird and disconnected, maybe, but good.
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March 29, 2025DNF at 40%. I love the premise but the style of writing just didn't land for me.
January 2, 2025
An fun little story in the weird horror genre, there are a handful of especially striking images as the Grasshands entity does its thing, and some clever inversions of expectations as the story advances, particularly in two notable time jumps, the latter being cleverly hinted at within the former. I do wish there was a bit more exploration in each section, but I can also appreciate getting out the key ideas and moving on before they get stale.
June 26, 2025
I read this book a year ago, and gave it four stars at the time that I read it. However, over the last year, I have thought about this book frequently, and have recommended it several times. Few books have left as much of an impression on me as this book did, so I had to come back and bump my rating up to five stars.
This story is about a moss that grows on library books. If you eat the moss, you gain the knowledge of the book. Then, you are assimilated by the omnipresent entity of Grasshands. As the moss spreads, reality is warped and consumed.
An absolute fucking fever dream of a book that leaves you asking yourself, “What the fuck did I just read?”
What, indeed.
This story is about a moss that grows on library books. If you eat the moss, you gain the knowledge of the book. Then, you are assimilated by the omnipresent entity of Grasshands. As the moss spreads, reality is warped and consumed.
An absolute fucking fever dream of a book that leaves you asking yourself, “What the fuck did I just read?”
What, indeed.
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