“It is no secret that CRK is in the top three of my favorite writers in any genre. This volume is a collection of mostly previously published short works. It is for the fan and it is for the intrepid explorers of the painful and wonderful. I am in no way capable of truly reviewing this book, other than to say it is, in and of itself, an admirable life's work. However, it only covers approximately a five year stretch of her writing, the later half of the '90's. CRK's writing is so imaginable, so real, so raw, yet she writes of those parts of the world which we like to pretend aren't real, those dark corners and those little scritches and those lost people and those odd places. What she writes stretches my need to suspend disbelief not one bit.
Everything she writes is true; it may not be fact, but any honest with him/herself reader will know the truth of what she writes if said reader is not too afraid. CRK writes about the angels. No, not THOSE angels that will guide you and solve your problems and make your life all light and love. She writes of the brother and sister angels, the ones we want to pretend don't exist but we all know are there anyway.
The best review of this book is the honorific done as an afterword by Peter Straub. If he could write so highly of CRK's work 13 years ago, what would he write now.
I think of Emily Dickinson, such genius, kept to itself during her lifetime; and I think of Caitlin R. Kiernan, perhaps even more genius, but out there, commanding presence and willing to share her genius now. We are very lucky; there are no others like her.”