Finished HOUSE OF WINDOWS by John Langan last night and I thought the novel was another confirmation of what a good place horror fiction is in these days. I thought this was an exceptional novel that set me reading at a careful and patient pace to savour the quality of the writing, the psychological insights, and the deft handling of the supernatural. The social milieu reminded me of the stories of Cheever, Updike or Tartt, more than you tend to find in horror (with the exception of some Peter Straub) and I think the sophistication of the author’s style really distinguishes this book in the modern horror field. The supernatural elements in the haunted house carried the ideal combination of being simultaneously sinister and enigmatic. Particularly admired what was done here with art history, expressionism blended with the occult, and the interpretation of an afterlife. More please, Mr Langan.