As I continue exploring whether or not horror is the genre for me, Stephen Graham Jones has flitted in and out of my orbit. I had mixed feelings about Mapping the Interior, but Buffalo Hunter Hunter not only had glowing reviews, but also has one of my favorite covers of all time. There’s a lot to love here, but I found myself wishing it were a lot shorter than its actual length. Mixed feelings overall, but Stephen Graham Jones is definitely an author I want to read more of, because the parts of this book that worked really worked.

The Premise:
This is a story within a story within a story. A PHD student studies the journal of her great, great, great grandfather, hoping to convert its contents into a tenure track position (note: this gets the least screentime). Said man is a Lutheran priest in Montana in the 1900s who is visited by a mysterious Blackfoot stranger. This man tells his own life story over the course of several conversations. He is something akin to a vampire, telling the story of how he got his powers and how he began to use them. The tone shifts into something more and more sinister as the tale continues.
Read if: you like epistolary horror and framing narratives, enjoy framing narratives and/or epistolary formats, don’t care if the dog dies
Avoid if: you prefer books that get to the point right away, want traditional vampire representation, have an aversion to graphic depictions of violence – including historical events
Comparable Works: The Route of Ice and Salt, The Black Hunger, The Woods all Black
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