When I was in my early twenties, I was so in love with the Brett Easton Ellis novel, American Psycho, it essentially formed the basis for my personality. With hindsight, there are probably better books to personify, but I didn’t encounter Shirley Jackson until my thirties. I’m not going to say CJ Leede’s novel, Maeve … Continue reading Review: Maeve Fly, by CJ Leede (Tor Nightfire)