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256 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2018
I moved here because of the wildness of the place, but I also underrated that wildness, perhaps because it is not an edge place. It is not at the edge of anywhere…But it is wild. Behind my back garden, sloping down to the valley, are 300 acres of natural woodland: an undisturbed place, somehow simultaneously overgrown and barren, which I could probably walk for the next month and still not fully know. The skeletons of giant hogweed stand proud, despite the snow, beside a ruined pump house. So much vegetation here smacks of death effigy. Beyond is a horizon where nothing grows. I am starting to feel ringed by something here, something more than snow, something ice hot, but I don’t know what it is. I see it in my mind when I think about where I can go, what I can do, when the snow goes. It is a barrier, bigger than the snow itself, which stops me getting into the car and reaching the road (14).I really liked this story because it’s so atmospheric with a hint of horror and the narrator is interesting in a very strange way. But really, this whole book is strange and appealing in its strangeness.