Ophelia In My Arms is a short story collection by Mike Jansen, a conglomeration of roughly 80 thousand words worth of juicy weirdness of pretty much every flavor.
Mike Jansen’s work mostly focuses on the horror genre (himself having been a contributor and editor for a number of horror-themed anthologies) with a tendency toward the weird and the unsettling. His work focuses on reshaping tired old horror tropes, giving them a new spin and letting them fly, often creating something uniquely interesting (as is the case with most of the stories in Ophelia In My Arms).
In this short story collection, you will find short stories about spitirual séances gone wrong in every way imaginable, poems that work as vignettes that illuminate small portions of a far greater story, fairy tales with gruesome endings reserved for the ghoulish and the greedy, stories about talking cats at the end of the world, Twilight-Zone worthy shorts, stories about a world of the near future full of light and color beset by the horrors of its own wonders left unchecked and so much more.
While I thoroughly enjoyed Ophelia In My Arms’ delicious weirdness, I could not get behind some of the stories (On The Origins of Ghost Towns and Karakum being the most problematic for me). The cover also clashes with the collections’ subject matter, as the peaceful (but nonetheless creepy) imagery does not prepare the reader for the contents of this volume or properly ‘sell’ the delicious strangeness inside.
If you are on the lookout for relatively new authors who have a very clear idea on how to put a new spin on old ideas, the Ophelia In My Arms is probably the book that you are so desperately looking for.