I read Trolley No. 1852 this evening. The premise is “HP Lovecraft writes erotica.”
I can’t find words to accurately describe the disappointment I feel. The shock value is sophomoric. The prose is awkward and reads too formally to not sound absurd when paired with scenes of sex. Its not funny enough for me to consider it dark comedy and it is too detached to be erotic. So what the hell is it?
The book itself is very pretty though :p Hardbound slim volume, stylish illustrations, limited print run, signed copy. I guess it will look nice gathering dust.