If you are looking for a classic gem to read for the Halloween season, you might just enjoy this paperback from hell by Ken Greenhall, writing under the pseudonym of Jessica Hamilton, about a young witch in New York.
Elizabeth is a fascinating character, full of contradictions and cold menace. She exudes sexuality and uses it frequently, but really doesn't care a hoot for love. She is precocious, intelligent, and a good student, but doesn't care for school and doesn't want to finish her education. She can be all smiles while secretly holding nothing but disdain. She feels no empathy, but learns to imitate it.
But what makes her really remarkable is that Elizabeth is a witch. Or thinks she is.
Elizabeth is 14-years-old and already is a full-fledged antisocial personality. She moves in with her grandmother, her uncle and his wife, her cousin, and her live-in tutor after the death of her parents. The motley crew has a maladaptive and incestuous relationship, though somehow a rather functional and happy one. But woe be it for anyone who disrupts the routine of their daily mundane lives, even members of Elizabeth's own family.
Now, I won't say anything more about the plot other to say that the tone of the novel takes an unexpected turn into mystery territory as Elizabeth tries to use her powers to solve a murder. This is one of those novels that has several layers like an onion, and part of the pleasure is peeling away those layers to get at what's underneath.
Those of you who know my taste will remember that I tend to enjoy the writing style of the Edwardian period and jazz age. This period tended to have the best mix of poetic flourishes with straightforward modern narrative styles, easy to understand but with a brisk salting of Victorian archaism. Ken Greenhall writes in this style. In fact, he does this so well that I kept forgetting that this book was far more modern than it seemed. This adds to the overall disorienting feel of this book, as the reader is never really sure when in time this story is taking place. We know events must be happening after 1907 because of something mentioned early on in the book. I suspect, based on some vague mentions of technology, that this is supposed to be taking place in the modern day. Therefore, Greenhall's prose and dialogue does a fantastic job helping to portray how Elizabeth and her family are stuck in another time, another world, out of touch with modern life.
My only complaint, strangely enough, concerns the most fascinating central character of the book. As I said earlier, Elizabeth is a blossoming sociopath, and there also is a touch of autism. Therefore, her deadpan reactions to things, her snarky comments to herself, and her disdain for everything around her begins to grow tedious, especially since the whole story is told from her point of view. She is a great character, but to follow her so closely for the whole book is a bit rough.
This is a problem I have with a lot of modern books and movies that have come out in the last decade, especially in the last five years. You know--the "wooden plank" phenomenon. Too many of our contemporary so-called heroes are portrayed as flat, humorless, bitter, and sarcastic that I find it impossible to identify with such characters. It almost seems that there is some psychological deficiency in younger screenwriters and novelists, a maturational development stunted by social media and petty first-world problems that causes a fundamental void of understanding of the subtleties of human behavior and communication. But Greenhall purposefully designed Elizabeth this way--there is a narrative purpose behind her apparent alien qualities, and as such I was more than willing to be patient with Elizabeth's aspie personality.
Unlike a lot of paperback horrors from the 70s and 80s, "Elizabeth" is not a festival of gore or splatter. This is an intelligent and beautifully written psychological horror that should be read, studied, and discussed more in literary circles. I wish I could talk more about it here myself, but the book is very short and so any further blabbering on my part may inadvertently give too much away.
So check out this classic tale of witchcraft by either getting your hands on an original printing, which goes for a pretty penny these days, or the wonderful Valancourt e-book with an introduction by Jonathan Janz. And for another Ken Greenhall gem with an unusual narrator, check out his ingenious "Hell Hound." What other stories do you recommend with an unreliable narrator or an unusual point of view? Let me know in the comments!