The Gilded Bat (an Edward Gorey)

by Edward Gorey. (c) 1966. Dodd, Mead, and Company, New York. 1979.

Any review of any Edward Gorey book will probably be a carbon copy review of any other. Goery books are like Johnny Depp characters or Tim Burton movies: each has the same pervasive weirdness that is not truly frightening but always leaves you feeling uneasy. "Delightfully disconcerting" seems to be a good depiction.

For example, this one is about a woman who becomes a famous ballerina but apparently has a dull and uninteresting life, even though everyone around her is being sent to the madhouse and eventually she dies in a plane wreck caused by an unfortunate bird in the engine.

Truly now, you don't say!