Review of Crawlspace by Evans Light
I totally enjoy Mr. Light’s writings, on any topic, because
he has such a new perspective and offers such vivid and poetic imagery. His
metaphors are graceful and very original. So naturally I totally enjoyed this
novella, but I must confess: I have no sympathy or empathy whatsoever for the
protagonist! Yes, bad stuff dribbles into every life (sometimes it pours, not
just dribbles) but an adult has to learn to face it, cope with it, and get up
and move on. That doesn’t include constant whining, leaving your grade-school
child locked out of the house, or playing around. Sorry, dude, that doesn’t cut
it: so get up, grow up, and be an adult, Tom!
That said, even though the protagonist claims to not be
claustrophobic, this reviewer is, terribly. I also do not do cellars,
basements, attics, coal furnaces, or crawlspaces—and after reading this story,
I really hope to never encounter a crawlspace!
I venture to guess that very few, if any, readers will guess
in advance the outcome.
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