Both wondrous and strange, this collection of short stories by Robin Spriggs is one of the greatest I've ever read. I was familiar with Spriggs' prose poetry from his awesome "Diary of a Gentleman Diabolist." From that I knew he had powerful poetic accumen, but from WONDROUS STRANGE, I now know he is an equally great story teller. From cover to cover, this is a masterpiece. I would say my single criticism might be that several stories escaped my understanding, but that isn't to say I wasn't captivated by the language used and that I won't sometime return to the stories to derive meaning. Much like Thomas Ligotti, Robin Spriggs is not an author to visit momentarily.
Aside from screaming READ THIS READ THIS READ THIS, I feel as though there isn't enough dark glitter in the world to cast upon this brief review. WONDROUS STRANGE deserves every magnificent feeling I experienced to be described in stark detail. This book lives. It breathes. It bleeds. It doesn't give up all hope, yet it describes a place where it can be lost or gained in the blink of a goblin's eye.
Magic does exist, it turns out, and it is found in a place we've all suspected it to be hiding: a sacred book of dreams, nightmares and the waking world. It's all there, waiting to be discovered.