Kealan Patrick Burke is becoming an author whose work consistently draws my attention. If he releases it, I'm there. If he has a story in an anthology, I'm going to check it out. Sour Candy is no exception. Creepy kid meets cosmic elderitch horror with a drizzle of the psychological )wait, is thus real?) just for taste.

Burke is able to write in such a manner that his stories are full of dread. It lurks in the background of every scene like an unseen character. Who else could write a scene about discovering cupboards full of candy that is legitimately terrifying?

I took this 74 page behemoth down in one sitting, and then promptly went off to live my mundane existence, fully cognizant of how little control I have over the outcome of my own life. At least I guess that's the case, should the elders decide their needs and desires outweigh my own. This guy's going to give me a complex. Hell of a cover artist, though. Just try and get that image out of your head.