And if you’re really lucky, the person you take into your confidence about it expresses in total shock, ‘I had that dream, too.’” You wake up, and you write down the first sentence of what happened in the dream. And how any of us are supposed to survive that knowledge-or this world.
And what it’s like for a child who just had that particular nightmare in any form to walk back out onto Main Street, USA, the next morning after the dream and see all the ways the Crooked Man is truly real. The horror of this series lies in that deliberative process. “The Crooked Man embodies cartoonist Walt Kelly’s classic line, ‘We have met the enemy, and he is us.’ He is the uncanny valley we all feel when we see human beings do inhuman things. Very simple synthesis: what if all of capitalism and colonialism and the horrible things we’ve done to each other and ourselves and the planet could be traced back to one guy? What if we all were, in fact, Great Cthulhu? How would that look? How did that come to be? So I decided to keep at it until I became one.
The story was so big that a grownup would have to write it. And one day, a story I was trying to write about some local legends in my hometown just clicked in my head. The kid wants to be a detective when he grows up, and in this first book of the There Was a Crooked Man series, he uncovers a mystery beyond anyone’s wildest nightmares and sets the stage for this worlds-spanning, centuries-deep tour de force:įrom the Author: “When I was a kid, I had a reading stack for science fiction and a reading stack for horror that were neck-and-neck. Humanity’s only hope is born into a severely disabled miner’s kid in rural central Pennsylvania in the 1920s, and this Shamus Connelly has a very special gift that has a habit of keeping him alive while also nearly killing him-just like his endless curiosity. But time-travel works strangely, and they must spawn backward, into the bodies of their ancestors. Typhon Demarest is followed through time by the Illegitimi, whose operatives protect the accumulation of information. But one rogue soldier, drummed out of the service, hacks the device for personal gain-to travel through time and become a god.
Those who rule from the megalopolis of the former American Eastern Seaboard have created a perpetual, clean energy source that could eliminate war. Centuries to come, humanity has blown itself off the map with nuclear weapons but has slowly rebuilt. New weird fiction novel from Edward Morris, Alphabet of Lightning, tries to fix our war-raged future by diving into our shadowy past.
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