Какого симпатичного человека я открыл.
Пишу столь смело, поскольку оприходовал уж два "лучших дела". Случайное открытие произошло, когда, роясь по совсем другому поводу, но, видимо, ведомый дэймоном, наткнулся на "Новую историю бесчестья". Импульсивные пробы грунта принесли интересные результаты. Хороша и обложка другой книги:
Краткое описание "Nowhere Near Milkwood":
Milkwood is not a nice place to be. With the passing of generations, it has curdled. At night it casts a buttery light on the moon. Fortunately, all the action in this book occurs elsewhere. It mostly happens in a warped version of the music industry or in an impossible tavern or in a future where everything is illegal. It sometimes even happens outside the narrative. But never in Milkwood. Never. Milkwood is barely even mentioned. For it is not a nice place to be.
И, наконец, блерб специально для почитаемых господ
nemuri_neko и pagad_ultimo:"For me to say that this is an important collection from a publisher that has previously offered up rare volumes by Machen, Sarban and Aickman is to put it in rather lofty company, but I don't feel that such praise is at all unwarranted. Rhys Hughes is one of the most wildly inventive talents that we are graced with today, and I think that anyone willing to approach this book without being shackled by restrictive concepts of what weird fiction should be will be very favourably impressed."
