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Our Haunted Year 2024

Art: James F. Johnston

It’s no secret that I enjoy a good tradition. Our Haunted Year is one such tradition with which I like to engage as winter closes in, a short reflection on everything we’ve accomplished with Swan River Press this year. When publishing becomes difficult—and there are usually numerous irksome moments every twelve month period—it’s good to remember everything we managed to accomplish despite it all. I write these posts as much for myself as I do for anyone else, but I hope you enjoy them all the same.

Let’s see here . . .

This year, for the first time, Swan River Press was nominated for a World Fantasy Award in the “Special Award—Non-Professional” category. I take “non-professional” as an indication that I have a day job, which I do. Although we didn’t win, it was a nice acknowledgement. We were also nominated for a European Science Fiction Society Award in the “Hall of Fame Best Publisher” category; again, we didn’t win, but I still appreciate this faith in our work. I was also delighted that Timothy J. Jarvis’s weird collection Treatises on Dust (2023) was long listed for the Edge Hill Prize. Again, no win, but it’s a terrific collection that you should read if you haven’t already.

So our first book of the year was published in May: Mark Valentine’s Lost Estates. This is the third collection we’ve done with Mark, preceded by Selected Stories (2012) and Seventeen Stories (2013); these three volumes constitute an informal trilogy. The twelve stories in Lost Estates offer antiquarian mysteries, book-collecting adventures, and otherworldly encounters—all the stuff I love in Mark’s writing. For the cover art to Lost Estates, we went straight to our old friend Jason Zerrillo (now of Lyrical Ballads in Saratoga Springs, New York), who had also done an excellent job with the first two Valentine books. Anyone got all three?

In an interview for Lost Estates, “Reading the Signs”, Mark conveyed some interesting thoughts on “folk horror”: “I prefer a couple of terms I came upon recently in contemporary 1923 reviews of Uncanny Stories by May Sinclair and Visible and Invisible by E. F. Benson. The publisher, presumably with these authors’ agreement, called them ‘borderland’ and ‘otherworld’ stories, evidently terms then in use and well understood for occult and supernatural fiction. I think they do convey better the sense that can sometimes be felt in certain places of being close to a different realm.”

The reviews for Lost Estates are quite positive too, with Rue Morgue writing that, “These are stories of immense subtlety, resonant of obscure history, folklore, and esotery, unpredictable and impeccable.” The signed hardback edition of Lost Estates is sold out, but you can still pick up the paperback.

(Buy Lost Estates here.)

Our next book was the long-awaited follow-up to Ghosts of the Chit-Chat: Friends and Spectres edited by Robert Lloyd Parry. Like its predecessor, Friends and Spectres is an exploration of the world of M. R. James through his colleagues’ stories and biographies. The majority of pieces here were originally published under pseudonyms, and over half appeared first in amateur magazines or local newspapers. All deal with the supernatural, and several of the stories are themselves spectres—or more properly “revenants”, only now re-emerging into the light after decades of oblivion. There are rediscoveries here of “lost” tales by Arthur Reed Ropes, E. G. Swain, and the enigmatic “B.”—whose identity is finally revealed!

John Coulthart, who did the cover art for Chit-Chat, returned to give us this wonderful image of King’s College Chapel at dusk. The reviews have been favourable too, with Supernatural Tales noting, “All credit to Robert Lloyd Parry for not merely assembling a worthwhile anthology, but adding plenty of biographical material to help flesh out the characters behind the fiction.” You can read a bit more about this volume in an interview with Robert entitled, “Of Wraiths, Spooks, and Spectres”.

Robert also came to Dublin in June to launch the book, although, true to form, the book wasn’t delivered while he was here, otherwise we’d have done a signed edition. Sorry about that! Still, we had lots of fun at an intimate event held at Gallery X here in Dublin, where Robert did dramatic readings of “Randalls Round” by Eleanor Scott and “The Sparsholt Stone” by A. C. Benson.

Ghosts of the Chit-Chat was one of our fastest sellers; as I write this, only a handful of hardback copies of Friends and Spectres remain—although it’s available in paperback now too, so don’t fret too much if you missed it. Now how about that third volume . . .

(Buy Friends and Spectres here.)

After a slight production hiccup, our last two books of the year finally arrived simultaneously in mid-November, just in time to be shipped to you for the holiday season.

The first was Atmospheric Disturbances by Helen Grant. Those of you who have been following Swan River will recall Helen’s previous collection, The Sea Change & Others (2013)—Atmospheric Disturbances is a worthy successor that I’m most pleased with. I think you will be too. Again, John Coulthart joins us for duties on jacket art. You’ll notice each of the images on the cover relates to a different spectral tale. John wrote a short blog post on the composition of this cover if you’d like to read it.

No reviews of Atmospheric Disturbances have turned up just yet, as the book is probably still dropping through people’s mail slots as I type this. Still, I expect a warm reception for this volume of suitable holiday chills. And if you want to know a little bit more about said chills, Helen gave a fantastic interview called “Excavating at the Edge of the World” about some of the themes and interests you’ll find in her stories: “I’m a bit obsessed with petrospheres! I find it extraordinary that there are these things which clearly took a lot of time and skill to make, and we don’t know what they were for . . . People have suggested that they were fishing weights or (that most irritatingly vague explanation) that they had some ‘ritual significance’, but we just don’t know.”

Helen was good enough to do a signed edition for us a well, which is something I like to do where possible. There are still copies left as of this writing. Overall, and in particular from a design point of view, I was pleased with how this book turned out. Let me know what you think!

(Buy Atmospheric Disturbances here.)

The last hardback title that we published this year was the seventh instalment of our Uncertainties series, this time ably edited by Carly Holmes, whose work you’ll be familiar with from volume five. We’ve got a whole new crop of contributors this time around, including Georgina Bruce, Sarah Read, Philippa Holloway, Premee Mohamad, Bethany W. Pope, Jessica Hagy, and others. Again, no reviews just yet, but if you’re a fan of previous instalments of this anthology of strange stories by contemporary writers, I’m certain you’ll be pleased with this one.

I’m particularly delighted with the moody cover art by James F. Johnston. I’d long enjoyed James’s work, but as a musician rather than as a visual artist. For many years I’d been a fan of his main gig, Gallon Drunk, who I got to see perform their slinky chaotic hearts out back in 2007 at Whelan’s here in Dublin. And I also have to mention Big Sexy Noise, James’s project with the legendary Lydia Lunch. Their cover of Lou Reed’s “Kill Your Sons” possibly surpasses the original. Give it a loud listen. Anyway, when I saw that James was an excellent painter as well, I couldn’t resist pitching Uncertainties to him. He also kindly provided the images we used on our holiday card this year. Thanks, James!

Again, there are no reviews of Uncertainties 7 just yet, but pick it up and see what you think. In the meantime, you can read a group interview with the contributors where I asked, “What draws you to write tales in the weird/uncanny mode?” Their responses are here: “In an Uncertain Mode. Carly also gave an insightful interview about the anthology: “The Past Is a Different Country”.

(Buy Uncertainties 7 here.)

Which brings us to this year’s issues of The Green Book: Writing on Irish Gothic, Supernatural and Fantastic Fiction.

Issue 23 was comprised of a number of essays I’d had knocking about here for some time. It was high time they saw the light of day. James Clarence Mangan writes on Charles Maturin and Maria Edgeworth; John Irish contributed a piece on Fitz-James O’Brien; there’s an interview with Charlotte Riddell, and Mervyn Wall weighs in on Gerald Gardner and Harry Price. I’m particularly proud to have published a previously unknown poem by “Keith Fleming”, a writer about whom we are still learning. If you want to know more, check out the Editor’s Note.

Issue 24 saw another batch of author profiles, this time featuring folks like Maria Edgeworth, Katharine Tynan, and Dorothy Macardle. I think these profiles are coming to an end—we’ve been running them since Issue 11. The goal is still to collect these profiles in a book, but that’s a long way off yet. The main feature of this issue is Fergal O’Reilly’s commemoration of Charles Robert Maturin, author of Melmoth the Wanderer, whose 200th death anniversary was 30 October 2024. There’s a fair bit of mystery surrounding his final resting place—Fergal digs deeper. Lastly, Bernice M. Murphy weighs in on the freshly restored and re-released Irish “folk horror” film The Outcasts (1982). It’s a peculiar film, worth seeing. Again, read the Editor’s Note if you’re curious.

(Buy The Green Book here.)

We had quite a few paperback publications this year too. Twelve, actually. Hardbacks will always be our bread and butter, but it’s good to be able to keep these works available for new readers to discover. So here are the 2024 paperback titles:

Written by Daylight by John Howard
Here with the Shadows by Steve Rasnic Tem
The Dark Return of Time by R. B. Russell
Death Makes Strangers of Us All by R. B. Russell
Sparks from the Fire by Rosalie Parker
A Flowering Wound by John Howard
Green Tea by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
The Fatal Move by Conall Cearnach
Now It’s Dark by Lynda E. Rucker
Treatises in Dust by Timothy J. Jarvis
Lost Estates by Mark Valentine
Friends and Spectres edited by Robert Lloyd Parry

For those interested in statistics, we published 6 new titles this year, totalling 1,176 pages; 2,300 copies; and 332,377 words. That includes this year’s issues of The Green Book (but not the paperback reprints).

This year we also finally abandoned Twitter. It just wasn’t fun there anymore. Instead, we’ve decamped to Bluesky and Threads. Please join us there. You can still find us on Instagram and Facebook, though on the latter we’re more active on the Swan River Press Readers Group than on the business page. You’re also welcome to join our newsletter.

Although I missed Fantasycon in Chester this year due to annoyingly rough health, I’m hoping to attend Eastercon in Belfast and World Fantasy in Brighton. I’ll post updates on our Forthcoming Events page. Will you be there?

And just to draw everyone’s attention to it, you can use the filters on our Titles page to see which books are on the Low Stock Report—the ones that won’t be around much longer. Better to pay the cover price than to be subjected to the secondhand market later.The filter menus are a handy tool, I use them quite a bit myself.

Of course, as always, I am grateful to the Swan River Press team: Meggan Kehrli, Jim Rockhill, Steve J. Shaw, and Timothy J. Jarvis. I’d also like to welcome John Kenny, who you might have noticed has been conducting recent interviews for us. These folks consistently make my job easier—and they’re a pleasure to work with too.

Lastly, here’s a short piece I wrote on David J. Skal, who we tragically lost in January this year. It’s never too late to be grateful for all the fine scholarship he left us. I always think of him now whenever I hear the “Monster Mash”.

So what’s in store for next year? I like to keep tight-lipped until titles at least go to the printer. However . . . early next year I hope to publish a rather large project we’ve been working on for a good few years now. I sincerely hope people will be interested in it enough to buy it (’cause I’d like to be able to keep publishing after it!) The “large project” is a three-volume set of works by a classic Irish genre writer who is rarely looked at in the context of their entire fantastical output. I’ll leave it at that for the time being. I’ve got a bunch more exciting books planned too.

I know I say this every year, but thank you to all of you who have encouraged us this past year. It really means a lot. Publishing is not easy and, like the state of the world in general, it only seems to become more precarious and challenging. The best way to support us is to buy (and read) our books. It sounds so mercenary put that way, but there it is. It’s the best way to keep us going. So if you keep reading our books, we’ll keep publishing them. Until then, please stay healthy; take care of each other and your communities. I’d like to wish you all a restful holiday season, and hope to hear from you all soon!

Brian J. Showers
Æon House, Dublin
8 December 2024

 

Excavating at the Edges of the World

Conducted by John Kenny, September 2024

Helen Grant is the author of short story collection The Sea Change & Other Stories (Swan River Press 2013) and her novels include Ghost (Fledgling Press 2018), Too Near the Dead (Fledgling Press 2021), which was winner of the Dracula Society’s Children of the Night Award, and Jump Cut (Fledgling Press 2023), which is about a notorious lost movie called The Simulacrum. Joyce Carol Oates has described her as “a brilliant chronicler of the uncanny as only those who dwell in places of dripping, graylit beauty can be”. Helen lives in Perthshire, Scotland, and is a fan of ghost story writer M. R. James, exploring abandoned country houses, and swimming in freezing lochs.


John Kenny: What is it about Gothic stories that appeals to you?

Helen Grant: Oddly enough, when I started writing professionally I didn’t realise I was squarely in the Gothic genre. I’d been naturally drawn to Gothic novels and stories from childhood. The Hound of the Baskervilles was a big fave of mine when I was ten, and I went on to read The Mysteries of Udolpho, The Monk, The Castle of Otranto, Dracula, etc. and later novels like Rebecca without giving much thought to the genre. In more recent years I took an online course in the Gothic from the University of Stirling and it clicked . . . I guess there are a variety of things I love about the Gothic. I like the fact that it is often spine tingling and creepy but not too brutally gory—terror rather than horror, I have heard people say. I like stories with isolated protagonists (I’m not a party animal myself and I like stories where the heroine has to survive on her wits and try to work out what is going on). I love folklore, and old buildings too—one of my hobbies is exploring abandoned country mansions here in Scotland. But the big thing I love about the Gothic is that it is filled with emotion. When something terrifying happens, I’m interested in how that makes people feel. How do they respond to it? How do they cope? Can they tell what is real? I find that fascinating.

JK: I note that you’re a fan of M. R. James’s short stories and have spoken at a couple of conferences devoted to his life and work. I’m curious to know what aspects of his work you discussed.

HG: Yes, I have been a fan of M. R. James’s ghost stories for as long as I can remember. When I was a child, my father used to retell them to us on long car journeys! I still re-read them regularly.

In 2015 I was a plenary speaker at M. R. James and the Modern Ghost Story, a conference held in the Leeds Library. On that occasion I spoke about the demonology of “Canon Alberic’s Scrap-book”, a topic I have also written about for the Ghosts & Scholars Newsletter. I’m fascinated by that story, and particularly by the fact that nothing in it appears to be random—including the dates on which various eldritch things occur.

In 2018 I spoke at another conference, Through a Glass Darkly, this time in York. On that occasion I related the true story of Father Nikola Reinartz, a German priest who travelled to England to view Steinfeld’s missing stained glass windows, after their whereabouts were revealed in “The Treasure of Abbot Thomas”. Father Reinartz corresponded with M. R. James, who was instrumental in helping him to view the glass. In order to piece this story together I translated some articles from the German, published in the early 1900s in an appallingly spiky Gothic script that was very difficult to read!

More recently, in March 2024, I spoke to the Dracula Society in London about M. R. James’s foreign story locations. I’ve visited most of those: Steinfeld, St. Bertrand de Comminges, Viborg, Marcilly-le-Hayer. During the same talk I also discussed the use of technology in the stories, because that’s something that increasingly interests me. At the 2015 conference in Leeds I heard Aaron Worth, an Associate Professor at Boston University, speaking about the “Haunted Cinematography of M. R. James” and that made a big impression on me because I didn’t naturally associate M. R. James with technology. I tended to think: old books, quill pens, odd bits of church architecture. But there’s actually quite a lot of technology in his stories, and it’s frequently malign (think of the magic lantern in “Casting the Runes” for example). My most recent novel, Jump Cut, has old technology at its heart, and it has some very Jamesian moments in it.

JK: Speaking of cinematography, your latest novel, Jump Cut, deals with a “lost” film called The Simulacrum. Is this an actual film? I read something about it online that seems to suggest it is.

HG: So far as I know, there is no actual film called The Simulacrum. There are several simply called Simulacrum (some of them indie shorts, I think) but not The Simulacrum. When I was deciding on the name of the movie in the book, I tried really hard to find one that wasn’t already a film, and especially not one everyone would immediately recognise. I did have various names in mind, but I liked that one because the word comes from the Latin word for a likeness or image, and I felt that gave it a properly ominous tone!

JK: You mentioned earlier your love of exploring abandoned country mansions and I note “The West Window” in your new collection, Atmospheric Disturbances, revolves around this very pursuit. Are there many such abandoned mansions in Scotland and can you just walk in?

HG: There are, amazingly, quite a few abandoned mansions in Scotland, and I have often thought that perhaps this is because many country houses were in quite remote locations; if they were in the south of England, for example, they would have been pulled down, boarded up or turned into a hotel long ago. Often, you can just walk in (though not always). Sometimes they have been fenced off, and sometimes it just isn’t possible to go inside because there is so much debris: fallen timbers, lengths of guttering and masonry. The mansion in “The West Window” is loosely based on Dunmore Park House near Falkirk, although I took a few liberties with the topography, turning the house 360° and blanking out one window. I have visited it four or five times. The room in the story, the library, really was a library and is now much as I have described it. In spite of its ruinous state it does still have a kind of beauty.

JK: The sense of place you create in your stories is vivid. particularly in stories like “The Valley of Achor”, “The Edge of the World”, and “Atmospheric Disturbances”. I see the setting for “The Valley of Achor” is Perthshire, where you live. Is there a burial mound or ruined chapel where you’ve mentioned it?

HG: Ah, interesting you should ask about that particular story location! Well, the place itself is Glen Almond, which is not far from Aberfeldy, and like my heroine Ann, I have cycled down it (and jolly cold it was, too). There is indeed a burial mound or cairn, at a site called Clach Na Tiompan which also incorporated a stone circle, mostly destroyed now. South-west of it there is another site, called Tomenbowie, which has a burial ground very much like the one in the story. I went to see that out of pure nosiness—I love poking about in old kirkyards and ruins. There may or may not have been a chapel associated with this burial ground. The Canmore database, which has records for both of these sites, says “Chapel (Period Unassigned) (Possible)”. Having walked all around the burial ground, I could not see any sign at all of a chapel. If there ever was one, it is no longer visible or not extant at all. That was what gave me the idea for the story, really. Was there a chapel, and if so, why isn’t there one now?

JK: That’s fascinating. Several of your stories in Atmospheric Disturbances have at their centre a kernel of authenticity. I’m thinking specifically of “The Edge of the World” and its petrospheres. The alternate theory as to their purpose that the main character advances is genuinely intriguing.

HG: I’m a bit obsessed with petrospheres! I find it extraordinary that there are these things which clearly took a lot of time and skill to make, and we don’t know what they were for. I feel it ought to be obvious, but it isn’t. They must have some function beyond being merely decorative because in a society that was so much closer to subsistence level than ours is, you wouldn’t sit and laboriously carve something out of stone for no reason. People have suggested that they were fishing weights or (that most irritatingly vague explanation) that they had some “ritual significance”, but we just don’t know. I don’t think they are a uniform weight either so they probably weren’t used for weighing things. Blackhouses sometimes have nets over their thatched roofs and those have stones on them to weight the ends down, but the stones are much bigger than the petrospheres so that seems unlikely. My son is an archaeologist but I can’t really get him to speculate about this either! I was going to go nuts thinking about it, so in the end I made up my own explanation.

JK: Another story in the collection that uses a real object as its inspiration is “The Field Has Eyes, the Wood Has Ears”. There are a number of facets to the story that combine to generate a genuine sense of terror: the outbreak of Covid-19, the worsening migraine, the bizarre sketch by Hieronymus Bosch.

HG: Yes—it’s my one Covid-19 story. I haven’t been tempted to set an entire book during the pandemic. It’s hard to explain why. When we were in the thick of it, I was very concerned about how or whether to incorporate it into the novels I was writing (I opted to set Jump Cut just before it, because it didn’t seem credible that the carers of a very rich 104-year-old woman would let strangers visit during Covid) and I’m not sure there was an ideal answer to that.

The short story was prompted by several different factors. I have long been somewhat fascinated by the effects of ergot poisoning (hmmm, reading that remark back, it sounds very dodgy) and I think I have read that some people suspect Hieronymus Bosch’s wild and nightmarish paintings were prompted by it. It’s also true that some migraine meds do contain ergotamine. I can imagine that during the brain fogging many people experienced when they had Covid, a person might lose track of how much of something they had taken, and when. So the set-up is not unrealistic. As for the Bosch sketch, well, that just gives me the meemies. I went to the Bosch exhibition in s-Hertogenbosch some years back and saw a lot of his work. The big oil paintings are surreal and horrifying, but there is something about that simple little sketch that is chilling. The unease followed me home.

JK: One of my favourite stories in Atmospheric Disturbances is “Mrs. Vanderkaust’s Lease”, perhaps because the denouement is implied rather than spelled out. And “Chesham” is similar (although completely different), in that the ending is freighted with all sorts of implications. I sometimes think this approach can really ramp up the tension of a story.

HG: It’s interesting that you picked those stories out. I don’t say I never do pulp and gore (one of my recent stories for Nightmare Abbey was about carnivorous goldfish) but on the whole I think I tend towards the “less is more” approach. Letting the reader’s imagination do the work can be more effective than spelling it all out. At the end of “Mrs. Velderkaust’s Lease”, would the story be improved by describing what has happened in graphic detail? I don’t think so. I mean, Ellen Velderkaust herself doesn’t want to think about what has happened. Plus I think there is a risk of spilling over into the ridiculous. It’s taste, though, isn’t it? I guess some folks love to roll in gore . . .

As for “Chesham”, I think that kind of scenario is literally the stuff of nightmares—the feeling that there is something urgent you should have done or noticed. Incidentally, the house is based on the one I lived in until my mid-teens, and the topography of the town is accurate. Actually some of the minor events in the story are true too. Hmmm. I’m not sure I’m going to think about that too carefully.

JK: Finally, the title story “Atmospheric Disturbances”, which aptly closes the collection, manages to be both deeply disturbing and somewhat hopeful at the end. Do you think the existence of humankind might only be one chapter in the story of this planet?

HG: I was glad the collection closed with that story, because it’s one of the rare ones with an optimistic ending. Humankind is absolutely one chapter in the story of this planet, given that we have been here a relatively short time compared to the dinosaurs. Whether we’re the last chapter is another thing. “Atmospheric Disturbances” springs from a deep-rooted fear shared by those of us who grew up during the Cold War. Occasionally, decades later, I still have nightmares about nuclear attacks. The “four-minute warning” was a horrible concept—long enough to panic, not long enough to reach your loved ones.

In the story, there is a lot of ambiguity. We only know as much as Rob, the protagonist, knows. Given where he is, he may never know anything more. But yes, there are elements of hope at the end. Perhaps that sums up how I feel about the topic—terrified about what could happen, hopeful that it won’t.


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