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Matheus Terra matheustsr — Original review posted here. Arthur begins his story on a Christmas Eve with his wife and stepchildren telling ghost stories around the fire. “You must know at least one ghost story, stepfather, everyone knows one...” Ah, yes, yes, indeed. All the time I had been listening to their ghoulish lurid inventions, and their howlings and groans, the one thought that had been in my mind, and the only thing I could have said was, ‘No, no, you have none of you any idea. This is all nonsense, fantasy, it is not like this. Nothing so blood-curdling and becreepered and crude--not so...so laughable. The truth is quite other, and altogether more terrible.” They had chided me with being a spoilsport, tried to encourage me to tell them the one ghost story I must surely, like any other man, have it in me to tell. And they were right. Yes, I had a story, a true story, a story of haunting and evil, fear and confusion, horror and tragedy. But it was not a story to be told for casual entertainment, around the fireside upon Christmas Eve.” Arthur proceeds to write down his tale for us to read, a tale of the haunting at Eel Marsh House and the woman in black. This book is self-described as a ghost story as Jane Austen would have written, and with its language and manner I have to say it is a fairly accurate description. Arthur, a London solicitor (that is a lawyer for those of you non-Anglophiles) is sent to attend to the paperwork of a recently deceased client, the former resident of Eel Marsh House. Now, I love the tradition of naming houses as much as the next self-respecting Green Gables fan, but “Eel Marsh” isn’t one that instills a feeling of warmth and welcome and comfort. Eel Marsh House can only be reached (or left) during low-tide, and is otherwise surrounded by water and marshlands. The townspeople seem abnormally wary of the house, and no one will consent to helping Arthur about his task, and when he mentions the mysterious woman in black with the wasted face that attended his client’s funeral, his words are met with horror. The Woman in Black was told beautifully, and I found Arthur to be quite refreshing as a narrator. He’s so logical and steadfast in his belief that ghosts cannot hurt him, and that they must be confronted or things will become worse. Like any of us would under similar circumstances, he is able to convince himself in the light of day that things were not so bad as they seemed at night, and returns to face the house. The townspeople's unwillingness to discuss the hauntings portends the ultimate tragedy of this novel, though the sad reality is it would make no difference. Not only does Susan Hill’s language transport us back in time, John Lawrence’s illustrations evoke the feeling of a novel written before the advent of television. In my opinion, the lack of use of illustrations in young adult and adult novels these days is a disappointment--author Scott Westerfeld gave an interesting interview on the topic in regards to his illustrated Leviathan series here. Certainly he would approve of The Woman in Black!

Shoeb Shaikh shoeb — Dod-a-chok. This book introduces more weirdness to the Dark Tower series and is instrumental in setting the tone for the remainder of the series. If by the end of this book you're not interested, you might want to consider stopping reading while you still can.