Saturday, December 03, 2011

Something old and predatory and utterly terrible

"I stared at the whole mass of the bricks. I took another glance, relaxed my sight. At first I couldn't stop seeing the bricks as bricks, the divisions as layers of cement, but after a time they became pure vision. And as the whole broke down into lines and shapes and shades, I held my breath as I began to see.

"Alternatives appeared to me. Messages written in the pockmarks. Insinuation in the forms. Secrets unraveling. It was bliss.

"And then without warning my heart went tight, as I saw something. I made sense of the pattern.

"It was a mess of cracks and lines and crumbling cement, and as I looked at it, I saw a pattern in the wall.

"I saw a clutch of lines that looked just like something. . . terrible — something old and predatory and utterly terrible — staring right back at me.

"And then I saw it move."

— from "Details," in Looking for Jake, by China Miéville.


Harvee/Book Dilettante said...

A horror novel? Sounds ominous but very good writing.

Nymeth said...

Miéville certainly knows how to create the right atmosphere!

Isabella said...

These are short stories, Harvee. Not horror exactly, but there's a weird/horrific element to them.

As you say, Nymeth, it's all about atmosphere. I finished reading this collection and I'll post about it as a whole in the coming days.