The Obsecration

"Matthew M. Bartlett is the mad prince of weird fiction. Welcome to Leeds." (Paul Tremblay, author of A Head Full of Ghosts and The Cabin at the End of the World)

"Not all writers are storytellers, but Matthew M. Bartlett sure is. The Obsecration will draw you in with its first unsettling sentence and hold you rapt and breathless until its last unnerving image." (Molly Tanzer, author of Creatures of Will and Temper and Vermilion)

"Bartlett writes like a man in the grip of a vision, when he writes like a man at all, and not just a pile of worms in a man-shaped suit." (Orrin Grey, author of How to See Ghosts & Other Figments)

"A new book by Matthew M. Bartlett is always cause for celebration. Bartlett is a sui generis figure in modern horror fiction-there's no one quite like him. Most writers, whether by design or not, fall into categories or factions or frameworks built by the giants of the genre, but Bartlett stands in no one's shadow. He's a species all his own, brilliant and terrifying and unique, and when the cartographers of the Weird map the horror-lit scene of the twenty-first century, Matthew M. Bartlett's work will stand alone." (Polly Schattel, author of Shadowdays and The Occultists)

"In Matthew M. Bartlett's splendid The Obsecration, the apocalypse comes to the town of Leeds, Massachusetts. All of the ingredients of a 1980s-style horror blockbuster are here: a small town setting, multiple points of view, a cast of outsiders, a sinister henchman, a malevolent villain whose return threatens the end of everything. Bartlett boils them down to a thick broth of Grand Guignol gore, psychological disintegration, and cosmic nihilism. Familiar elements of his fiction-WXXT, malevolent corporations, ventriloquist's dummies, those awful flying leeches-swim in the mix, together with new disturbances. Hieronymus Bosch, Lucio Fulci, Thomas Ligotti, and Stephen King are just some of the apostles elbowing for position around the table, but at its center sits Matthew Bartlett, his head surrounded by a halo of flies." (John Langan, author of Corpsemouth and Other Autobiographies)