From the Dust Returned
Enter the strange world of the Elliott family...it will change you forever IN THE ATTIC WHERE THE RAIN TOUCHED THE ROOF SOFTLY ON SPRING DAYS AND WHERE YOU COULD FEEL THE MANTLE OF SNOW OUTSIDE, A FEW INCHES AWAY, ON DECEMBER NIGHTS, A THOUSAND-TIME GREAT GRANDMERE EXISTED. SHE DID NOT LIVE, NOR... show more
Enter the strange world of the Elliott family...it will change you forever IN THE ATTIC WHERE THE RAIN TOUCHED THE ROOF SOFTLY ON SPRING DAYS AND WHERE YOU COULD FEEL THE MANTLE OF SNOW OUTSIDE, A FEW INCHES AWAY, ON DECEMBER NIGHTS, A THOUSAND-TIME GREAT GRANDMERE EXISTED. SHE DID NOT LIVE, NOR WAS SHE ETERNALLY DEAD, SHE...EXISTED. She is the grandmother of the Elliott family, which includes mind-readers, vampires and many others...maybe. In a strange old house, they gradually come together, mixing their arcane skills and life-styles, falling in and out of love and changing the world around them forever. You have never seen their like before.
Format: mass market paperback
Publish date: September 2002
Publisher: Earthlight (UK)
Pages no: 206
Edition language: English
, Science Fiction Fantasy
, Science Fiction
, Short Stories
I previously rolled Doubles, roll again: 5 This was an odd story. Were they vampires? Just immortal? Was the one with bright green wings supposed to be a demon? I know some were ghosts, and they adopted a human boy, but that's about it.
Conceived originally as a joint project with illustrations by Charles Addams, abandoned for some time after his death and resurrected by Bradbury late in his career, this book is a bit of a strange one for me. I think I like it better than it is actually a good book, if that makes sense (hence the h...
Maybe you've had the experience of not liking something because it turned out not to be what the marketing said it was? Seems to happen with films a lot e.g. films that are a lot more cerebral than the dumb action movies they are made out to be - or the opposite. The trouble with this is it isn't th...
Opening: "In the attic where the rain touched the roof softly on spring days and where you could feel the mantle of snow outside, a few inches away, on December nights, A Thousand Times Great Grandmere existed. She did not live, nor was she eternally dead, she...existed."Yesterday was Ray Bradbury's...