𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬.
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Thank you to Lorna Brookes at Crumps Barn Studio for sending me a copy of 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒: a gorgeously gothic collection of short stories and poetry that is just PERFECT for this time of year.
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𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫,
𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.
𝐀𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐬.
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It's always hard to choose a favourite story from a collection, especially when the collection is as varied and interesting as Spooky Ambiguous, but I especially loved 𝘈 𝘝𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳 by Holly Crawford, 𝘜𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘦 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺 by Amanda Jane Davies, 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 by Harriet Hitchen, and 𝘚𝘩𝘦 by Holly Crawford.
I always love stories about witches, kindly ghosts and folklore, so these in particular were right up my street, but I really do think there is something for everyone in this collection, especially as there are poems as well as short stories, which you don't find together very often.
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𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞
𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞:
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐞-𝐰𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
𝐎𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭
𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐬
𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬
𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫
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The collection portrays an interesting juxtaposition between things that are seemingly harmless and innocent, and those that are deadly and seductive.
𝘚𝘩𝘦, in particular, is such a rich poem, conjuring memories of childhoods by the seaside, and the comfort of warmth and light. However, within the same poem you are reminded of the deadliness and cruelty of the elements.
This setting perfectly parallels the unknown 'She', who seemingly fits the childhood depiction of virtue that we find in fairytales, with her 'pale blue eyes and Spun gold hair', yet we all know fairytales are never what they seem.
The poem also captures how it feels to be a girl and a woman; receiving conflicting messages your whole life about whether you are welcome in society or judged harshly by it, and how being an outsider and having autonomy can lead to rumours and tales told about you to scare little children.
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𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬
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I always love how short stories can evoke emotion, and feel as though you are simply glimpsing into a character's life for a moment, while they continue to live off the page, just out of sight.
𝘜𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘦 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺 was a beautiful, uplifting short story, that was an absolute joy to read. If only we could all have a visit from Uncle Tommy during our worst times, I've no doubt he would make us all feel better no matter what we were going through.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐲.
𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.
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𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨, for me, is everything I want in a short story, especially at this time of year.
The main character, Ruth, wanders through the marshy woods, reflecting on the differences between her and her husband, who can't understand what draws her to this pool of water in these boggy woods. Unlike her, he cannot 'hear the faint whisper of a trickle calling to the senses'.
I can't decide whether Ruth inadvertently or purposely calls out to the deity she meets, as she 'subconsciously' drops her wedding ring at the edge of the pool. But Ruth is smart, and she knows the importance of names when dealing with otherwordly beings, and the power that they hold.
Ruth knows her folklore, and refuses to enter into any shifty and shadowy bargains, where trades are often hidden between the lines. But the story also reinforces the power of names in the mortal world, and the bargains we strike when sharing or swapping names. After all, a wedding ring is just a circle, but it can also be a promise, or a snare.
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𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐲---"
𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞. "--- 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡."
"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲?"
"𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬," 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.
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𝘈 𝘝𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳 was a wonderful story of a young girl named Alice, who visits Alvina (the witch in the woods).
In some ways, the story is about being brave, and how bravery often results in rewards, whether we expect them or not. But more than that, it is about being true to yourself and your own heart, not judging people based on others' opinions, and standing your ground for what you think is right.
Alice herself is already seen as something 'other' as she is bold and she doesn't quite fit in with the children she interacts with. But she is more special than she realises, especially as the societies and environments we grow up in often squash boldness and confidence out of young girls.
I could envision a grown up Alice being just like Alvina, and I left the story with the hope that Alice retains her stubborn confidence into the future.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.
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I really enjoyed learning some interesting things about stamps in Michael Bartlett's 𝘔𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘔𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳, which again plays on the contrast of something appearing both innocent and yet deadly. I also really enjoyed 𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘊𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 by Penny Ayers, which really played on the idea of hungry ghosts. The history of soul cakes in itself is pretty interesting, and I will definitely be whipping up a batch soon.
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𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧,
𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫, 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 - 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧
𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.
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I would recommend Spooky Ambiguous to all readers. While it's definitely a collection of 'spooky' stories and poems, there is nothing truly scary or gory contained in the collection, and so it can appeal to readers of all ages.
I will definitely be keeping my copy and reading it again.