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Little solace comes
to those who grieve
when thoughts keep drifting
as walls keep shifting
and this great blue world of ours
seems a house of leaves

moments before the wind.
                        

Mark Z. Danielewski
House of Leaves1


1 The first time I had heard of House of Leaves, it was through an online friend that I had back when I was around 13 or so. I've always sort of been interested in ARGs, unreality type stuff, and my friends back then were no different. I don't know for sure, but I am fairly certain this friend probably discovered House of Leaves through EverymanHYBRID, one of those Youtube series/ARGs from 'back in the day' that had capitalized on the growing popularity of creepypasta, in this case mostly Slenderman.

Due to my living situation at the time, acquiring the book was not easy, but I was finally able to pick it up a few years later. Given my current enthusiasm, you might assume I devoured the book in one go, but you'd be wrong. It took me forever to get through it my first time through, but I have fond memories of puzzling over it throughout my sophomore year of high school, turning the book upside down and sideways, careful to make sure no one was looking over my shoulder during the raunchier parts, annotating my thoughts as I went. (The annotations were my friend's idea, and I thank him for that.)

When I finally finished it, my teenage self, having no concept of subtlety or moderation, was enthralled. This here was a book worth rereading. And I did. I read it a lot, each reread faster than the last2. I finally had to get a second copy a few years back because my original copy was being held together by gaffer's tape and my tradition of writing a new layer of annotations into the margins meant that the book was quickly becoming more commentary than story.4