Book Review: ‘The Night Land’

Featured artwork: “Attack of the Abhumans” by Jeremiah Humphries.

The Night Land by William Hope Hodgson. . Published by various, but available through Project Gutenberg.

Around the turn of the century, the Englishman William Hope Hodgson spent several years as a seaman before he attempted to make a living as a personal trainer, during which time he led a colorful life and even had a controversial run-in with Houdini. When making money from exercise didn’t pan out, he in 1904 turned to writing fiction in the vein of Edgar Allan Poe and ultimately produced a large body of work.

Recently, I read my way through the most famous of his writings, including The House on the Borderland, the stories of Carnacki the Ghost-Finder, and The Ghost Pirates. Then, with much trepidation yet determination, I turned to the most gargantuan and formidable of his works, his novel The Night Land.

Twice before, I have tried to get through The Night Land. Twice before, I failed. But this time, I grit my teeth and slogged my way through, though I believe the effort took me almost a year (I read a lot of other things in the meantime, of course). Hodgson was never a great writer by any standard, but he could spin a good yarn from time to time; some of his stories set at sea show both a genuine knowledge of seamanship and skill at adventure-writing, and certain scenes in The House on the Borderland show him to be a competent action writer as well. But The Night Land is simultaneously a breathtaking work of imagination and a nigh unreadable act of self-indulgence and pretentiousness. It is Hodgson’s magnum opus—but the problem is that he knew it was his magnum opus, so he wrote like a middle-schooler picking up a pen for the first time, convinced that he was crafting a heartbreaking work of staggering genius.

I likely would not have read this book if it did not come highly recommended by John C. Wright, the husband of my editor, who has produced a series of frightening and beautiful novelettes based on it (collected in Awake in the Night Land) and who insists that its fantastic elements are so important that its glaring flaws deserve to be overlooked.

Having read the novel, I haven’t decided whether to agree with him or not. On the one hand, yes, Hodgson forged a new path in the world of fantasy and deserves credit for such bold inventions, but on the other hand … the book is just awful. I mean it’s really, really bad.

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The Book of Gold

(With apologies to John C. Wright)

If I need motivation to write, the place I go first is to the essay entitled “Your Book of Gold” by John C. Wright.

Wright explains, in a fashion that is almost poetic, that every writer or every avid reader has one book that is especially precious to him, that affected him at the right time and in the right way, to change the course of his entire life. Wright encourages every would-be writer to publish with this idea: Even if you sell only eight copies, your book will be for someone that Book of Gold, the book that changes his life.

As an example, he names Voyage to Arcturus, the dense, highly imaginative, and awe-inspiring Gnostic parable by David Lindsay, which in Lindsay’s lifetime was a complete failure. Wright names it as one of his great inspirations, as did, previously, C. S. Lewis. Although I found it too late to be as taken with it as Wright or Lewis were, I also read the book and found it to be an astonishing work of imagination. Even though the novel was a commercial failure, it sparked the imagination of others, and in that sense was a great success. For those to whom it mattered, it became what Wright calls “the book of gold.” Continue reading “The Book of Gold”