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Everybody is a book of blood wherever were opened, were red. For those who only know Clive Barker through his long multigenre novels, this one-volume edition of the Books of Blood is a welcome chance to acquire the 16 remarkable horror short stories with which he kicked off his career. For those who already know these tales, the poignant introduction is a window on the creators mind. Reflecting back after 14 years, Barker writes: I look at these pieces and I dont think the man who wrote them is alive in me anymore.... We are all our own graveyards I believe we squat amongst the tombs of the people we were. If were healthy, every day is a celebration, a Day of the Dead, in which we give thanks for the lives that we lived and if we are neurotic we brood and mourn and wish that the past was still present. Reading these stories over, I feel a little of both. Some of the simple energies that made these words flow through my pen--that made the phrases felicitous and the ideas sing--have gone. I lost their maker a long time ago. These enthusiastic tales are not ashamed of visceral horror, of blood splashing freely across the page: The Midnight Meat Train, a grisly subway tale that surprises you with one twist after another The Yattering and Jack, about a hilarious demon who possesses a Christmas turkey In the Hills, the Cities, an unusual example of an original horror premise Dread, a harrowing non-supernatural tale about being forced to realize your worst nightmare Jacqueline Ess: Her Will and Testament, about a woman who kills men with her mind. Some of the tales are more successful than others, but all are distinguished by strikingly beautiful images of evil and destruction. No horror library is complete without them. --Fiona Webster