A House with Good Bones by "T. Kingfisher" (Ursula Vernon) (2023)
This one won the 2023 Dragon Award for best horror novel and the 2024 Locus Award for Best Horror Novel. as well as being a finalist of the 2024 British Fantasy Award for Best Horror Novel; I'm including it for my Friday post because it's a damn good book and deserves to be read by all, even thiose wo shy away from horror novels.
Samantha Montgomery is fat, 32, funny, unmarried, and very comfortable with herself. She has pursued her pasion for bugs and is now a very underpaid archaeoentomologist -- one sho studies the remains of bugs at archaeokogial sites. Her recent job -- a six-month stint at a Paleo-Indian site in the Pacific Northwest -- has been put on hold because of the discovery of human remains at the site; it may take a few weeks, a few months, or never to get legal permission to return to the site. Sam had just sub-let her Arizona apartment for six months, so she decides to spent her newly-freed time visting her mother in rural North Carolina
The house was originally owned by Sam's grandmother, Gran Mae, whose past had always been shrouded in mystery and reticence. Sam's father had died when Sam was young, leaving Evie, her mother, penniless. Edie, Sam, and her older brother Brad moved in with Gran Mae while Edie slaved away at two jobs, tryiong to raise enough money to rent an apartment. It took a couple of years, but Sam's family was finally able to move out and continue their lives on ther own. When Gran Mar died, Edie inhetied the house and the family moved back in and Edie began making changes. Gran Mae had lived in a television family sitcom world where every thing was nice and proper -- and bland. Edie painted over the beige walls of each room with vibrant colors, and banished Gran Mae's loved portrait of a Confederate wedding to the attic. (Yes, Gran Mae was a racist; she was also a cruel and vicious person hiding behind a mask of Fifties decorum and repectability.) Edie made the house her own and most memories of Gran Mae vanished.
It should be mentioned that the house sits on a very, small, one-street subdivion on a road named Lammergier Lane. (A lammongier is a large type of bone-eating vulture from Asrica and Eurasia; why the strret was named after the species is a story of its own.) When Sam arrived at her mother's house, she was greeted by a large vulture roosting on the mailbox. That was the fisrt weird thing. It turns out that one of Edie's neighbors is a retired animal rescuer and that a flock (or commmittee, as they can be called, but not a kettle, because that refers to vultures only when they are flying in formation, which these never do) of vultures for some reason are roosting in one of the tree on her property. The neighbor, Gail, has made a pet of one of the vultures and has named him (or her, hard to tell) Hermes. It was not Hermes who greeted Sam when she came home. Over the course of the book, the vultures take an inordinate interest in Edie's house.
Edie's house has a small area of grass in the back, surrounded by a circle of various rose bushes, which were planted by Gran Mae. Edie hires young Phil as a handyman; he tends the lawn but never the roses. Edie also does not tend the roses; they just grow and remain in perfect condition on their own. Even stranger (for an entomlogist), Sam realizes that there are absolutely no insects in the garden, something that seems impossible to her...
And there's Edie. She's changed. She repainted all the vibrant wall colors back to basic beige. The horrid Confederate soldier painting is back on perminent display. Edie, who used to swear like a trooper, is now offended at cursing. She now insists on grace being said before eating. Sam begins to wonder if her mother is sliding into dementia.
Sam also discovers that her great-grandfather -- Gran Mae's father -- Elgar Mills, was reputed to be great sorceror who was engaged in some very dark arts, while also emotionally abusing Gran Mae when she was a child.
And the vultures are flocking -- in great numbers, watching the house.
Of course, we realize that Gran Mae's spirit has returned and is haunting the house, but Sam is desperately trying to convince herself otherwise. Then Sam discovers a mason jar buried among the roses, a jar filled with hundreds of human teeth. And then there was the photo taken in the back yard after Sam's graduation; a closer look reveals a small skeletal hand rising out of the ground to grasp the stalk of a rose bush. Then Gran Mae comes back, her body consisting of rose petals and sharp, sharp thorns, and insisting on a proper, nice and normal, Sunday dinner...
Then things got more disturbing and far more dangerous.
Kingfisher walks a delicate line between humor and horror, a combination some may find off-putting. But she makes it work, and work well. Unique characters, a strong sense of loyalty, sharp observations, and hint of possible romance add to the mix. A House with Good Bones is a throughly enjoyable read. Samantha Montgomery is a heroine you can cheer for. I was sorry when the book was over.
Ursula Vernon (b. 1977) is a multi-talented author and artist. She has published 19 books for children, a dozen books for young adults, and fifteen books for adults, as well as the Eisner-nominated and Hugo-winning webcomic Digger. She has won a full two dozen major awards and has been a finalist fir anther 24 awards; voting on three other awarda are pending. She's the real deal. And still she deserves to be better known to a much wider audience.