Days Between Stations is my favourite book by Steve Erickson that I have read so far. I felt more connection with the characters than with Rubicon Beach or The Sea Came In At Midnight (although both are excellent reads in their own right) as their emotion is explored in more depth. I could not put it down until I'd finished, and then I wanted to read it again.
This is an epic story of love and loss that crosses boundaries, demonstrating how emotional events during youth can shape an entire lifetime - often causing obsession and irrationality.
We are presented here with the life of a forgotten Parisian film-maker - how he came to create his masterpiece, and how it affected the lives of him and his family. The focus moves to California to follow a young couple some time later, who are trying to fathom the significance of a mysterious stranger in the flat below. Extreme weather conditions and haunting visions follow the characters throughout their physical and emotional journeys.
Erickson is an under-rated author who creates unique works of art. I describe his writing style as dreamlike, and this is particularly true in this book. I think this is due to two things. One being the disorientating effect of melancholic characters and styling slowing the pace down, set against diverse timescales and geographical locations in just 253 pages speeding the pace up. The second being that the characters and locations often feel very much like the real world, but there are elements of bizarre - symbolic events that could never happen outside of someone's subconscious.
And like a dream, the themes and images explored stay with the reader long after finishing the book.