Hark
Cenobite glory hole
This book is about holes. In these 200~ish pages nothing is explained merely passively witnessed. Each character has no control over the greater trajectory of their lives, pointlessly seeking fulfillment from the Funhole. A void staring into a void.
The story is dressed in the alternative art scene, naturally raising questions about art and how we interact with it without purposefully giving an answer on the subject. This is most clearly shown in the Funhole itself. Each observer having some different interpretation of its meaning, origin or purpose.
Although the book is mostly centered around our relationship with art i found myself thinking more about the relationship between the sometimes lovers, Nakota and Nicholas. They both play second fiddle to the Funhole yet their connection struck me as the kind two people form, regardless if they even love each other, who have spent so much time together that they simply won't move on. It feeds back into this feeling of the story taking place in some secluded purgatory where each character is and will be in the same moment of their lives regardless of how much time passes. This is simply the best kind of Horror, the kind that leaves you pondering on its musings long after you've set it down.
Cenobite glory hole
This book is about holes. In these 200~ish pages nothing is explained merely passively witnessed. Each character has no control over the greater trajectory of their lives, pointlessly seeking fulfillment from the Funhole. A void staring into a void.
The story is dressed in the alternative art scene, naturally raising questions about art and how we interact with it without purposefully giving an answer on the subject. This is most clearly shown in the Funhole itself. Each observer having some different interpretation of its meaning, origin or purpose.
Although the book is mostly centered around our relationship with art i found myself thinking more about the relationship between the sometimes lovers, Nakota and Nicholas. They both play second fiddle to the Funhole yet their connection struck me as the kind two people form, regardless if they even love each other, who have spent so much time together that they simply won't move on. It feeds back into this feeling of the story taking place in some secluded purgatory where each character is and will be in the same moment of their lives regardless of how much time passes. This is simply the best kind of Horror, the kind that leaves you pondering on its musings long after you've set it down.