The Bone Mother
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SHORT-LISTED FOR THE 2018 AMAZON CANADA FIRST NOVEL AWARD!
LONG-LISTED FOR THE 2017 SCOTIABANK GILLER PRIZE!
FINALIST FOR THE 2017 SHIRLEY JACKSON AWARD!
SHORT-LISTED FOR THE 2018 SUNBURST AWARD!
LONG-LISTED FOR THE 2018 TORONTO BOOK AWARDS!
Three neighbouring villages on the Ukrainian/Romanian border are the final refuge for the last of the mythical creatures of Eastern Europe. Now, on the eve of the war that may eradicate their kind—and with the ruthless Night Police descending upon their sanctuary—they tell their stories and confront their destinies:
The Rusalka, the beautiful vengeful water spirit who lives in lakes and ponds and lures men and children to their deaths; The Vovkulaka, who changes from her human form into that of a wolf and hides with her kind deep in the densest forests; The Strigoi, a revenant who feasts on blood and twists the minds of those who love, serve and shelter him; The Dvoynik, an apparition that impersonates its victim and draws him into a web of evil in order to free itself; And the Bone Mother, a skeletal crone with iron teeth who lurks in her house in the heart of the woods, and cooks and eats those who fail her vexing challenges.
Eerie and unsettling like the best fairy tales, these incisor-sharp portraits of ghosts, witches, sirens, and seers—and the mortals who live at their side and in their thrall—will chill your marrow and tear at your heart.
“Demchuk gracefully pieces together a dark and shining mosaic of a story with unforgettable imagery and elegant, evocative prose. These stories read like beautiful and brutal nightmares, sharply disquieting, and are made all the more terrifying by the history in which they’re grounded.”
—Publishers Weekly (STARRED REVIEW)
Fascinating disturbances of expectations
When reading a book without any expectations, other than knowing the author as talented and thoughtful through old interactions on social media, you can basically engage at a “why not support an acquaintance?” level and just see what’s there.
Then you read the first section. It’s weird. Unsettling. And so you continue.
And the next section is strange. The story seems connected, yet not. Familiar yet uniquely new. Old yet fresh.
And you continue. The stories turn. The intrigue ebbs and flows, the danger waxes and wanes, and the places change, and the monsters change, and their stories become your stories as the masterwork ends and the darkness outside your home breathes softly, sighing, and settling in to rest with you, comfortable knowing you know it a bit better.
You will enjoy this read.