I plan to reread all Clive Barker novels a second time, at some point in my life. His prose is just so unique and has an effortless beauty about it that I’ve yet to find in another author.
Plot can only really draw you in once… when you already know what happens in a story it doesn’t have the same pull it had the first time. But prose has a lasting appeal, one that can be revisited. The indescribable quality of the way that words can make you feel is unique to the relationship between reader and writer.
I plan to reread all Clive Barker novels a second time, at some point in my life. His prose is just so unique and has an effortless beauty about it that I’ve yet to find in another author.
Plot can only really draw you in once… when you already know what happens in a story it doesn’t have the same pull it had the first time. But prose has a lasting appeal, one that can be revisited. The indescribable quality of the way that words can make you feel is unique to the relationship between reader and writer.
So you didn’t let Mr B go?
Fittingly enough, that was the first of his novels I read and will likely be the first one I reread.
Only one I’ve read so far. I intend to get to the rest, but I’m more of a sci-fi and fantasy junkie than horror, and there is so much to read