![]() ![]() ![]() The surface rippled like a pregnant animal’s sides, heaving with contractions. The pit was filled with material, a mound of junk, of twigs and bone and discarded wire, skulls and pebbles, feathers and dead leaves. Towards the end of The Twisted Ones, when its mysteries have been revealed, we read this: I enjoyed it enormously, although when I recommend it, it’ll always be with some caveats about the style.Īt the novel’s heart lies a brilliantly conceived image - the significance of which I’m going to discuss below, so be warned that SPOILERS FOLLOW: It’s the rare example of a book that’s at best ‘above average’ being redeemed by a few sequences so good as to leave the reader feeling deeply satisfied. Plenty of reviewers have called it terrifying, which is fair - some sections were so frightening I physically recoiled - although it could certainly have done with a tighter edit. ![]() Kingfisher’s buzzy horror novel The Twisted Ones. ![]()
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