This Christmas season's " wintry read " has been George MacDonald's Lilith . Written as part of the grieving process for MacDonald's dead daughter, the whole book is suffused with a cold, quiet, strangeness that pairs well with the waning of the year. It's no small tribute to the eeriness of the work that H.P. Lovecraft singled it out as one of the landmark achievements in the development of the "weird tale." Paying the book equal homage from the other side of the pond, C.S. Lewis contributed a brilliant forward to one of the reprints (W.H. Auden has the honor of another). Though I could compare the mesmeric effects of the work to Lovecraft's Dream Quest of Unknown Kaddath , which owes even more to Lord Dunsany, I'd like to focus in on Lilith's legacy to C.S. Lewis. Lewis quite openly referred to George MacDonald as his master and claimed that there was some direct borrowing form MacDonald in everything he wrote. This comes as lit...
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