Full with otherworldly creatures and beings, and a quest through time and space and dimensions, this novel was one of the first to abandon the Gothic horror genre and leave the Victorian ghost stories behind. The House on the Borderland is a supernatural weird fiction tale that is both hallucinatory and weird.
I believe there is a mystique in it by its being a touted as coming from a discovered "ms" and at no time does this book suggest that it is fiction.The House on the Borderland takes you on a hallucinatory and confusing trip through time and space. Sadly, I have tried reading other books by Hodgeson, but they pale by comparison. Wouldn't this make a great, great movie if it followed the book? I have often thought how it would appear on film.but even if it would be filmed, it would never have the same effect as the printed word on the imagination. He was creeped out just as much as I had been and still enjoys the book as well. I read it aloud to my son when he was a kid. I am not a re-reader of books generally speaking, but I just finished reading it again for the 8th or 9th time. House on the Borderland was the scariest book, the most engrossing sci fi I have ever read. My copy is falling apart with age, but I keep it safe in a glass book case with my rarest of book treasures. This I did, first, however, running the pages through my fingers, and noting that they were closely filled with neat, old-fashioned writing which was quite legible, As soon as he saw that I had come, he handed his prize to me, telling me to put it into my satchel so as to protect it from the damp, while he continued his explorations. There, I found Tonnison standing within a small excavation that he had made among the debris: he was brushing the dirt from something that looked like a book, much crumpled and dilapidated and opening his mouth, every second or two, to bellow my name. I reached the crumbled wall, and climbed round. I wondered whether he had hurt himself, and then the thought came, that perhaps he had found something. Then, I heard a cry from Tonnison he was shouting my name, excitedly, and, without delay, I hurried along the rocky promontory to the ruin. Uld see no signs of anything to show that there had ever been a building erected on the spot, and I grew more puzzled than ever.
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