It's about escaping, it's about the curiosity and adventure, it's about wanting to understand more of the worlds within the imagination, and less about mortgages and the problem of raising the debt ceiling. It's less about the hustle-and-bustle of traffic, the shoe-lace coming undone, the milk souring in the fridge, and more about the elves hidden in the trees, the magic in the wand, and the heart of the fire-breathing dragon inside of the frosty caves. It's imaginers like Barker, telling us to forget the world, and remember your dreams that keep us alive and well.
"I want to be remembered as an imaginer, someone who used his imagination as a way to journey beyond the limits of self, beyond the limits of flesh and blood, beyond the limits of even perhaps life itself, in order to discover some sense of order in what appears to be a disordered universe. I'm using my imagination to find meaning, both for myself and, I hope, for my readers."- Barker - cite 1
It's prose like:
"There is no delight the equal of dread. If it were possible to sit, invisible, between two people on any train, in any waiting room or office, the conversation overheard would time and again circle on that subject. Cetainly the debate might appear to be about something else entirely different; the state of the nation, idle chat about death on the roads, the rising price of dental care; but strip away the metaphor, the innuendo, and there, nestling at the heart of the discourse is dread..." - from "Dread" from Books of Blood, Vol. 1.
That keeps you wanting more, and keeps you with a hungry heart for what goes bump in the night.
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