This is a book that I have had on order from my local library. I love Susan Hill’s writing, particularly her Simon Serrailler series. The Comfort of Home is #9 in the series, which I recommend you read from the beginning otherwise you will miss out on a lot of background, character development, and some truly great writing.
For a long time, there had been blackness and the blackness had no form or shape. But then a soft and cloudy greyness had seeped in around the edges of the black and soon, the images had come and these had moved forward very fast, like the pages of a child’s flip book. At first he could not catch any, or distinguish between them, but gradually their movement had slowed and he had made out faces, and parts of bodies – a hand, a thumb, the back of a neck. Hair. The images had begun to pulse, and balloon in and out, like a beating heart, the faces had swirled together, mingled then separated, and once or twice they had leered at him, or laughed silently out of mouths full of broken teeth. He had tried to back away from them or lift his arm to shield his eyes, but he was stiff, his arm heavy and cold, like a joint of meat taken out of the freezer. He did not know how to move it.
The faces had split into fragments and begun to spin uncontrollably, and he had been looking down into a vortex.
A flash of light. Inside the light, millions of glittering, sharp pinpoints. Another flash. The pinpoints had dissolved.
Simon Serrailler opened his eyes.
It was surprising how quickly things had fallen into place.
. . . . . . I hope this taste of Susan Hill’s writing will tempt you to try this series if you haven’t already done so, or to try one of her many stand-alone books.
Happy reading my friends!