After a year of required reading, I finally get to touch some books that aren’t Dead White Canon.
White is for Witching by Helen Oyeyemi — A contemporary work that adds a lot to Gothic literature. Oyeyemi plays a lot with voice and point-of-view, and breaks down boundaries separating us from the “unreal.”
Hangsaman by Shirley Jackson — I’ve yet to read any of Jackson’s longer works. Since I’m researching New England Gothic writers for my thesis, Jackson seemed like a good place to go.
A Journey of the Heart by Catherine M. Wilson — I read the first in the trilogy and haven’t gotten to the second. Wilson taps into oral storytelling tradition despite the story being written. It really makes you question what elements you think a story “should” have.
‘Salem’s Lot by Stephen King — Another New Englander. Dipping my toes into some classic horror. I’m sure I’ll get chills from this, which is not unwelcome when you live through a Fresno summer.