Logan left home a very long time ago, and though he promised his mother he’d come home one day, it just never worked out that way. Despite the letter from his dad berating him, and the memories that haunted him, he moved on and lived his own life. Then his parents died, and there were the memories of fireflies. 
This is southern gothic horror at its best, chock full of local legends, creepy old men, crooked cops and laced with too-sweet vanilla sodas. Logan has come home, you see, and now that he’s there it seems old promises are coming due. Firefly Rain is out now in a gorgeous hardcover from Wizards of the Coast, complete with dripping firefly gunk handprints.
The author handles the setting beautifully, painting a small town that could be any small town. It brought me back to my grandmother’s hometown of Flora, Illinois – to the diner where I went with my grandpa to eat ice cream and listen to the Minah birds talk. It took me back to Charleston Illinois, where I grew up. And it made me feel right at home here on the shores of The Great Dismal Swamp in North Carolina. It reminded me of chasing fireflies, and how if you accidentally squished one, they glowed and didn’t turn off…how I knew a little girl who actually made rings of woven blades of grass and used the hind ends of fireflies as jewels. This book brought that back too…and more.
One of the deepest horrors for most people – certainly for myself – is the loss of control, the feeling that you can’t do anything about the bad things happening to you, or around you. Richard Dansky captures this in the life of his protagonist, and drags the reader along for the ride. This is an entertaining, engaging novel of gothic southern horror not to be missed.
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-DNW
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