"Cross the X files with The Twilight Zone, add a pinch of The Outer Limits and a dash of Eerie, India"
It's a place where the sun doesn't shine, a locale where
past, present and future converge at times. It is where
one's darkest dreams and desires are met, a place not of
this earth but connected to it so that people travel to and
from it. John Taylor lived his entire life in the
Nightside, abandoned by his father when he discovered the
woman he married wasn't human. John has a gift of being
able to locate anyone anywhere and he used that extra sense
to help people.
He finally got sick of lies, betrayals and mistrust of
those who would turn from friend to foe in the blink of an
eye. He left the Darkside and set up shop as a private
detective in mundane London and for five years etched out a
living, safe and secure. One day Joanna Barrett comes to
his office asking for help in locating her runaway daughter
in the Darkside. Unable to refuse a damsel in distress,
John travels to the Darkside, a place he's secretly happy
to have a reason to return to because it is home and so
very much alive.
Cross the X files with The Twilight Zone, add a pinch of
The Outer Limits and a dash of Eerie, Indiana and one might
have a glimmer of an idea what the Darkside is like. Simon
R. Green has written this fascinating little gem that makes
people want to walk on the wild and visit his extraordinary
world. For though it is the focus of darkness, The
Nightside has packets of goodness, which means that those
who want to can defeat evil anywhere.
Reviewed by PNR Group Member
Posted May 3, 2003
A Novel of the Nightside
Taylor is the name, John Taylor. My card says I'm a detective, but what I really am is an expert on finding lost things. It's part of the gift I was born with as a child of the Nightside. I left there a long time ago, with my skin and sanity barely intact. Now I make my living in the sunlit streets of London. But business has been slow lately, so when Joanna Barrett showed up at my door, reeking of wealth, asking me to find her runaway teenage daughter, I didn't say no. Then I found out exactly where the girl had gone. The Nightside. that square mile of Hell in the middle of the city, where it's always three AM. Where you can walk beside myths and drink with monsters. Where nothing is what it seems and everything is possible. I swore I'd never return. But there's a kid in danger and an woman depending on me. So I have no choice - I'm going home...