![]() ![]() And every novel of his I’ve read since has been embued with the same quality, the same stately Biblical certitude. He wrote with the easy confidence of a tribal storyteller, an elder who had seen everything and committed most of it to scripture. ![]() The story was nothing less than a waking nightmare-perfectly suited for illustration - but what lingered with me was the absolute authority of Barker’s voice. And finishing our tale, come to understand why we were born.Ī quick confession: I discovered Clive Barker’s work through a comic book, a graphic rendition of his brilliant story “In the Hills, the Cities” that had the good sense to leave much of his language intact. So we make stories of our own, in fevered and envious imitation of our Maker, hoping that we’ll tell, by chance, what God left untold. How could it be otherwise? Without the final part, we think, how are we to make sense of all that went before which is to say, our lives? This is a gift from God, who spoke our species into being, but left the end of our story untold. I am a man, and men are animals who tell stories. ![]()
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