One of the first books I remember reading is the The Dwindling Party by Edward Gorey. I cannot count how many times I read it, but it was enough that its many intricate pop-up features required constant surgery with scotch tape. This was one of the books that made me a reader for life.
In short, a family visits an estate and is picked off my beast, statues, and sea monsters one-by-one. Little Neville, the lone survivor, is always distracted during the attacks and his apathy is wonderfully charming.
“And so the MacFizzets, they vanished forever/ At least each and every last one of the rest/ Except for small Neville- who said: ‘Well, I never/ But then, I expect it was all for the best”
Holy Cow, this would make for a great adventure! Who will survive and what will be left of them!
If you ever see this out in the wild, pick it up, for it is now quite collectible. Long live Edward Gorey!
I’ll have to look into this one, it sounds great.
I’m currently reading “Crowdfund Your F#@king Life” by Hambone.
2025 will feature a Ka-Blammo by Kablooey, the likes of which will create a real-life Galactus.
Congrats on booking your own life, and moving away from social-creepia.
So you, and everyone, on the other side!