It's poetry of footnotes. Of geometry. Of architecture. Of love. Love is light. Without seeing darkness you can’t see light. And so it is with this book. Welcome to House of Leaves, the house at the Ash Tree Lane that is bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. Don’t try making sense of this book, simply read it and feel it, the cold, the darkness, the poetry, the love. 10 years of labor, of writing. Whoa. It took my breath away, and it smothered all of my notions of what a novel should be. To never dare is to never enter the darkness.
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