Read in 2020 (Part 2)

 

Ligotti's My Work is not yet done is another slim volume,  this time one comprising three shorter stories. Ligotti is always interesting, though he does tend to feel repetitive after a while. That said, despite some niggles that approach that feeling, I did have an unwholesomely fun time.

     The titular first story, comfortably the longest, is the most familiar one and readily the easiest to entice a reader with: a disgruntled employee is aided by a dark supernatural force and takes vengeance on his employer and co-workers. It's an alright story, and other than the really quite satisfying vicarious thrill one gets when reading the parts where vengeance gets enacted, there's not much that is memorable here. It's part and parcel of Ligotti's style for me. For some reason alot of his writing slides right off of me.

     The other two stories 'I Have a Special Plan for this World' and 'The Nightmare Network' are both of a different caliber, and though regrettably short, they do stick in the mind a bit longer, even though the stories' ideas are abstract, and the execution, of 'The Nightmare Network' in particular, unconventional. I you like dark and weird fiction this novel is one to pick up.

This book is a short collection of the stories comprising the 'King in Yellow' canon, as written by Robert W. Chambers, together with about 6 other of his stories of a more romantic nature. Those were actually  surprisingly good, and quite beautiful, 'The Street of the First Shell' in particular.

I've long wanted to read everything concerning the King in Yellow ever since I saw season 1 of True Detective, and so then imagine my disappointment that there's only 4 original stories, all depressingly short, and all rather more circumspect and vague about the whole 'Carcosa and the Yellow King' -thing than I would've wanted. There's hardly any lore to speak of, really. There's very little information on 'the play that drives men mad', the city of Carcosa or even of the eponymous king. It seems Chambers' Yellow King fame is mostly due to Lovecraft's borrowing of some of the names referenced here for his own mythos, most of which was then yet to be written, and which; those references, then was made into a kind of extended universe by gaming hobbyists and lore-scribes years and years later. They're not bad stories, mind, I was just expecting so much more, and so I couldn't be anything else but disappointed.

     The next one then I was warned about before going in; repetitive, formulaic and inconsequential, 'read one, you've read 'em all', volume 1 of the Complete Tales of Jules de Grandin.

And of course, surprise surprise, I hugely enjoyed it. Expectation, or lack of it, changes everything.

I mostly picked the 5 volumes up because of the cover art, and because I love publisher Night Shade's collected editions in general. For Seabury Quinn Nightshade collected his 93 stories of the occult detective Jules de Grandin over 5 volumes. One introduction later and I had doubts about the whole thing, because the introduction advises that any new reader of these tales would do well by spacing out the stories over the course of two years, a short story a week or so. Which advice naturally does nothing less than dispirit one about quality of what one is about to read. And so, suitably having my anticipation for any further reading crushed, I couldn't end up anything other than just being thoroughly entertained.

They are repetitive indeed, but it's a comfortable repetitiveness, kinda like watching Midsomer Murders, or some other old, venerable show, where relaxation, if not actual joy, is derived from familiarity. Weekly meetings with people you've come to know, and enjoy the company of. Poirot mixed with Sherlock Holmes, with a 'monster of the week' premise. Occasionally supernatural, sometimes mere human devilry. Every time I picked volume 1 up I was looking forward to what was in stor for me.

My favourite in volume 1 is probably 'The White Lady of the Orphanage' which was one of the human culprit stories, but which was so nasty and gruesome that it managed to stick out from the rest.

     Here then, is another form of comfort food, the good old Warhammer fiction. Again I didn't read as much as I'd have liked, and I still don't have an individual copy of Wulfrik (so I can't show that one), but I did read some interesting stuff nonetheless.

These three are connected in interesting ways. And though I've already talked about Luthor huss around here, and it doesn't merit much more attention, the other two do.

  After finishing the Luthor Huss book I remembered that I still had a book lying around that also had him as a major character. And since his own book didn't delve into what I really wanted to see from him; his role in the bringing of the reincarnation of Sigmar to the Empire, I was hoping that the Marks of Chaos omnibus would end up more satisfying (, at least in this particular regard, as Luthor Huss was a damn fine book all on its own.) And though yes, we indeed end up in the company of Huss and the man called Valten during the course of Marks of Chaos, it doesn't really end up being the main event.

Marks of Chaos is also what you call a Heretic Tome, one of those novels of the Old World's middle period, where the Black library still allowed their writers to go for whatever they wanted, provided they crafted their stories around by the existing lore. And that's why the Witch Hunter's Handbook is here, courtesy of the Ink-Stained Beard, who managed to track down a rare copy just to gift it to me.

What a great chap, isn't he?

The story of Marks of Chaos is the story of Karl Hoche, who is recruited into the ranks of the Untersuchung, which is then promptly dismantled and declared ex communicado and 'order heretical' by the Witch Hunters under control by Lord Protector Thaddeus Gamow. The same Gamow who, together with another crucial player, Karen Schiller, is mentioned in the introduction of the Handbook and referenced throughout. In this it's really cool to see how close these things work together.

Karl Hoche has to go on the run and works in isolation to untangle a web of deceit and subterfuge that is being played out around him.
I admit, throughout the story I was constantly lost as to what was really going on. There are so many elements at play, and Karl himself is so out of the loop that he frequently ends up in locations where crucial events have already just taken place. This does create an interesting atmosphere and a growing conviction that there is a massive conspiracy afoot, and that Karl might just be the only one able to stop it all from playing out, working as he does just at the fringes, hunted by both sides.

And that's only the first novel in the omnibus.

It's the second that delves into the matter of Luthor Huss, and it is here that we get what we're after; the depiction of a zealous cleric, a firebrand in opposition to a stagnant church, and the man granted a vision of Sigmar reborn. Like Mark of Damnation, Mark of Heresy sticks close to the lore as it wa set out at the time. It's a good story, but incompatible with what Old World fiction came to be. Sadly it also has but a smidgen of the power that Chris Wraight's Luthor Huss novel has. It's interesting to read, but sadly outpaced and outdated, and with an ending that promises more to come, but which promise sadly enough is reneged on. James Wallis didn't return to Karl Hoche's plight, his adventures left off the page and up only to the imagination.
It feels as if I'm giving the a wrong impression here, so here it goes; I enjoyed reading the Marks of Chaos omnibus, and if by some chance you get it (which is honestly very unlikely), it's a decent read.