![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() For Dradin watches her, she taking dictation from a machine, an inscrutable block of gray from which sprout the earphones she wears over her delicate egg-shaped head. And a patient in a mental institution is convinced he’s made up a city called Ambergris, imagined its every last detail, and that he’s really from a place called Chicago.…īy turns sensuous and terrifying, filled with exotica and eroticism, this interwoven collection of stories, histories, and “eyewitness” reports invokes a universe within a puzzlebox where you can lose–and find–yourself again.My Thoughts:ĭradin, in love, beneath the window of his love, staring up at her while crowds surge and seethe around him, bumping and bruising him all unawares in their rough-clothed, bright-rouged thousands. An artist receives an invitation to a beheading–and finds himself enchanted. In Ambergris, a would-be suitor discovers that a sunlit street can become a killing ground in the blink of an eye. And everywhere, on the walls of courtyards and churches, an incandescent fungus of mysterious and ominous origin. You hold in your hands an invitation to a place unlike any you’ve ever visited–an invitation delivered by one of our most audacious and astonishing literary magicians.Ĭity of elegance and squalor. In City of Saints and Madmen, Jeff VanderMeer has reinvented the literature of the fantastic. ![]()
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