Short Take: I’m not entirely sure what I just read, but I like it.
To Each Their Darkness is Gary Braunbeck’s take on horror. It’s part autobiography, part analysis of the genre as a whole, part reviews of other works, and part brutally honest take on his own work.
Before I elaborate on this particular book, I should probably give a little background on my experiences with this author. I have a love/hate relationship with Gary Braunbeck that’s been going on for a few years. Make no mistake, the man’s brilliant, and I’ve no idea why more people aren’t reading his work.
Oh wait, I also know exactly why more people aren’t reading it. Braunbeck’s books are gut-wrenching. I say that not because of the amount of gore and violence (oh, they are plentiful though!), but because of the deep emotional upset I experience with every one of his works. Gary Braunbeck knows how to hit where it hurts, and then to drive the pain in deeper, and when you are saying “oh, that hurts too much, I can’t, please no more”, he says “Oh, you mean no more of THIS?” and hits harder. And it’s a testament to his level of craftsmanship that at the end of it, you feel like you’ve experienced something beautiful and tender and loving.
That…. went to a weird place.
This review’s a little schizo, and all over the map. So is To Each Their Darkness. It’s not a straightforward narrative of “this happened to me, and later I wrote about it in this story”. It’s not a simple guide to what makes horror writing effective, or a basic list of “these horror books/movies are excellent, and here’s why”. It’s all of that, and a few other things, and in no certain order.
So, impressions: The autobiographical sections were fascinating. Gary Braunbeck puts the worst out there (at least, I hope it’s the worst. If there’s more, and worse, I don’t think I can handle it). He openly discusses his abusive but also loving childhood, his depression, failed marriages, suicide attempt, the death of his daughter, and his time in a mental institution. There’s a streak of humor in all the pathos though. Example: “I worked for a short time as a clown for children’s birthday parties. Hand to God, I did. My professional name was Rags. I wanted to call myself Scuzzo the Marginally Humorous or The Banal Mr. Wiggles, but was worried folks might get the wrong idea about the nature of my show.”
I’ll admit that the “how to write effectively” sections were a bit of a slog for me. Obviously, I’m not a writer, but some of the peeks behind the curtain were fascinating. The section on opening lines, titled “Brought To You By The Law Firm Of Beguile, Intrigue, and Assault” could have been written with me in mind. Brilliant opening lines make me all tingly, though I couldn’t compose one to save my life.
The only section that really lost me was titled “Opinions, and the One Who Offers Them”. It consisted of pretty much just forewards & afterwards written by Braunbeck for other authors’ works. It felt disjointed, like I went from reading a story or article written by one author, to reviews of the works by a bunch of other authors, several of whom I hadn’t heard of before. In a couple of cases, I was interested enough to look for the books he mentioned, but overall, it felt shoehorned in, and far too long.
A few goodies for the non-writing reader:
- The conversation between Gary Braunbeck and his shelf of Stephen King books is hilarious.
- I can say I’ve now seen the longest chapter title I’ve ever seen (in Part Two, should you wonder), and it’s called “Statistics; Subtext; and Why Horror Will Never Be Considered Serious Lit-rah-chure, No Matter How Much We Stamp Our Feet and Threaten to Hold Our Breath Until Our Faces Turn Blue and We Pass Out From Lack of Oxygen, Which, If We’d Been Using it Properly in the First Place, Would Have Gone to Our Brains and Made Us Realize that We Need to Make Our Writing More Than Merely Competent, Only Now We’re All Passed Out on the Floor and Have Wet Ourselves and Little Kids Are Sticking Uncomfortable Things Up Our Noses and Who’s Going to Take Us Seriously After That?”
- The new-to-me full text of Braunbeck’s short story, “Need”. It’s one example of what he describes as “After-the-Fact” horror stories, a clever subgenre I had never really heard described, and rarely encountered, but which I’ll be looking for in the future.
Final Summary: Gary Braunbeck is good enough that even when I’m not his target audience, I can still find a lot to enjoy in his book. His novels are still better though.
The Nerd’s Rating: FOUR HAPPY NEURONS
Currently reading/Next review: The Messenger, by Edward Lee