The elements at the heart of Jeremy C. Shipp‘s The Atrocities hearken somewhat to the classics found in many a ghost story: someone summoned to a remote and mysterious house; strange events that defy rational explanation; an abundance of secrets, not all of them pleasant. But in Shipp’s book, those elements are shattered and reconfigure into something stranger: a story in which a dreamlike haze settles over the proceedings, and where a selection of disconcerting works of art establishes a […]