Natasha Pulley writes any number of fascinating books with so many wild disparate sources that make up the house itself, but the bones of every one of her books is the same story and this one is no different, although I think she keeps getting closer to the center of what she wants to say.
Obviously I loved this one too.
And the question she asks about catharsis and what it is we need are...fascinating.
I also appreciate that she has a romance novelist's approach to history - it's absolutely informed by the weird stuff she discovers, but in no way bound by it.