Monday, January 6, 2025

Mister Lullaby by J. H. Markert

 

This was a jumbled mess of a novel, a poorly organized pile of timelines, points of view, and global folklore (making a mistake I've seen before, of pulling myth and folklore from as many sources as possible, ending up with a muddle). There are some elements of worthwhile character, here, and hints of understanding the people of the novel; and the overall premise isn't horrible, though dreamland being a threat to waking reality will have antecedents ranging from Barker to Lovecraft to possibly Poe. Those upsides, though, are buried in the murk.

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