The Gate Theory
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Kaaron Warren
Shirley Jackson Award winner Kaaron Warren has published five novels and seven short story collections. She’s sold two hundred short stories to publications big and small around the world and has appeared in Ellen Datlow’s Year’s Best anthologies. Her novel The Grief Hole won three major Australian genre awards. She has lived in Melbourne, Sydney, Fiji, and Canberra; her most recent works are “The Deathplace Set” in Vandal, and Bitters, a novella. Warren won the inaugural Mayday Hills Ghost Story Competition.
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- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Gate Theory by Kaaron Warren contains five stories having to do with gates opening in our lives. We try to hide the pain with various things but what happens when we can’t hide the pain anymore and the gates to our true selves open? This book also contains an introduction by Amanda J. Spedding who talks about learning how to write from Kaaron. Since I wasn’t familiar with Kaaron’s work I enjoyed the intro and it got me excited to read the stories that followed.The first story in this collection is Purity which is about a girl named Therese who lives with her mother and brother and leads a depressing life. Her mother has a food addiction and the house is always a mess but Therese works hard at a grocery store and dreams of a better life. One day a preacher and his grandson come to the store to by fruit for purification and invite Therese to join the ceremony. She does and gets drawn into a religious cult that thinks laughter is the best medicine. This was an interesting story that gets into how people get brainwashed by cults and how sometimes anything can be better than what you have.The next story is a supernatural tale called That Girl, it gets into a woman’s quest to improve conditions in a psychiatric institution and she stumbles across an urban legend. I liked how this story describes the island of Fiji and gets into its superstitions. The third story is called Dead Sea Fruit and also touches on the supernatural with the legend of the ash mouth man. The story here follows a female dentist as she visits girls hospitalized in an anorexic’s ward. This was an odd story that was entertaining and different.The fourth story was the longest in the collection and my favorite called The History Thief. It follows a man named Alvin who has died and now lives as a ghost. He finds that if he touches someone he can become solid and people can see him but he causes the people that he touches to lose their minds and Alvin gets their memories in return. I loved how this story is told, you see that Alvin never had much of a life but now in death he has one but at the sacrifice of everyone he touches. I was wondering if the author was making a social commentary that most people live shallow lives and prefer to live vicariously through other people such as celebrities. This story also has a mystery to it that I enjoyed.The last story is called The Gaze Dogs of Nine Waterfalls about a woman who finds rare dogs. The woman is given the task of heading to Fiji to find a rare vampire dog. Once again the author makes Fiji come to life and I loved how the main character is looked down at because she is doing a job that most of her clients think a man should be doing. She doesn’t let this stop her and shows a woman can do as well as a man. Several of the stories here get into the bizarre and at the same time have a good social commentary on such things as women’s roles in society. The Gate Theory is a good taste of Kaaron Warren’s work and shows that she is an excellent writer that can take an odd subject and make it interesting.
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The Gate Theory - Kaaron Warren
From White Bed
, her first published story, which appeared in a feminist horror anthology in 1993, Kaaron Warren has produced powerful, disturbing fiction.
With four novels and six short story collections in print, and close to two hundred short fiction sales, Warren’s award-winning fiction tackles the themes of obsession, murder, grief, despair, revenge, manipulation, death and sex.
Kaaron has won many awards such as the Shirley Jackson, Aurealis, Ditmar, Australian Shadows and ACT Writers and Publishers Awards for her novels and short fiction, including Slights, The Grinding House, Through Splintered Walls and the novella Sky
. She’s lived in Melbourne, Sydney and Fiji and now in Canberra with her family.
IFWG Titles by Kaaron Warren
The Grief Hole (illustrations by Keely Van Order) 2016
The Gate Theory (short story collection) 2017
Praise for Kaaron’s work
’The Gate Theory’ is a perfect example of Kaaron Warren’s accomplishment in converting different themes and subjects into dense and powerful fiction. Her stories have the tendency to insidiously crawl under the reader’s skin, slithering unnoticed until they find a place from where one is unable to shake them loose after reading."
~ Dark Wolf’s Fantasy Reviews
"Kaaron Warren is without doubt one of the world's leading writers of dark fiction, and The Gate Theory showcases her talent perfectly… Her prose is powerful, her sense of place is evocative and her imagination knows no bounds. This is the kind of book that you will remember long after you finish reading the last story."
~ M R Cosby, Stranger Designs
Each of these stories stretches the boundaries of both storytelling and character. Warren’s is a unique voice in horror. She has an ability to take us to places so utterly disturbing yet simultaneously so mundane and believable, that you start to look at people you meet with a sidelong glance. I call it The Warren Perception. It’s unavoidable. Read her work and you will start to look at people as she does. This is not necessarily a good thing, but it’s fascinating.
~ Alan Baxter, Thirteen O’Clock
"Gaze Dogs, like the other stories in this fine collection, captures the elusive quality of a dream: the strong, darkly surreal images, but also the resonant feeling. So often—in stories, as in dreams—the feeling dies away and only the image remains, a husk that has lost reference to its once-valuable contents. The power of Warren’s stories is to hold onto both simultaneously, giving us the image–feeling complex in all its potency, and nightmares all the more frightening for being only half glimpsed."
~ J. Ashley Smith, Spook Tapes
All of the stories are beautifully written and subtle in the real horror they depict. Kaaron Warren’s style is dynamic and thought-provoking—it is the epitome of quiet horror. If you like your horror with an understated quality, then THE GATE THEORY is for you.
~ Colleen Wanglund, The Horror Fiction Review
"The only warning I'm going to issue is if you read The Gate Theory you are going to be hooked on Ms Warren's writing style and want to read everything she has ever written…"
~ Scaryminds
The Gate Theory
Kaaron Warren
This is a work of fiction. The events and characters portrayed herein are imaginary and are not intended to refer to specific places, events or living persons. The opinions expressed in this manuscript are solely the opinions of the author do not necessarily represent the opinions of the publisher.
The Gate Theory
Kaaron Warren
Copyright Kaaron Warren 2017
ISBN-13: 978-1-925759-55-6
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Table of Contents
Purity
That Girl
Dead Sea Fruit
The History Thief
The Gaze Dogs of Nine Waterfall
The Gate Theory
Purity
Therese was clean on the inside, but her mud-slapped, filthy, stinking home—with its stacks of newspapers going back as far as she was born, spoons bent and burnt, food grown hard and crusty—kept her skin dirty. The floor all shit and mud and dropped rags.
Her mother was blind to it all, only seeing the bottle, and if Therese was living a cliché, she didn’t notice. Her mother ate nothing but potato chips. She liked the ones with chicken flavour, so that’s what she stank of. Not of chicken but of that yellow, chemical, thirsty smell of artificial chicken.
She knew her mother loved her. Hadn’t she dumped Therese but changed her mind? Baby Therese was found abandoned at the hospital, covered with dirt, a thick, sludgy layer of it. They’d never seen a young baby so filthy. A nurse scraped it off, put it into a blood vial. Therese still has this vial of dirt. The nurse wrote, ‘Dirt from Baby Therese’. The handwriting was neat, the ‘i’ dotted with a flower.
Her mother came to get her a week later when the love affair failed. The nurse gave her the vial of dirt, saying, You need to keep your baby clean.
Therese’s mother puts on a voice when she tells this story, a low, scratchy voice, making the woman sound evil. Therese wondered how many children that nurse had and what her house looked like.
This was the last boyfriend her mother ever had. It was food she loved from then on. Food she’d eat without touching, tipping it into her mouth straight from the packet.
Therese never found out what happened to her mother to make her want to be fat and why she was always filthy.
I don’t want you to know,
her mother would say, though not knowing was worse, especially as Therese got older and realised some of the crap that could happen.
She was loved, though. She knew she was loved, and she was never hurt, always fed. Her mother was fine but dirty.
She did her homework at school because if she did it at home, greasy fingerprints would appear, a dark smear, a drop of something viscous. Her desk was neat, clean, her handwriting perfect, her work pristine.
She wasn’t good at schoolwork but she persisted. Wanted to be the first in her family to finish high school and she would do it, next year. She wasn’t smart with the school stuff. She worked hard at it but the letters mixed themselves up in her head and the teachers dismissed her because of how she looked. She didn’t blame them for this; there were too many children. Too many problems. They’d dealt with her older brother and knew what a hopeless case he was, and they didn’t even know how he lived now. Down there in the basement, pale from the lack of sun, and he blinked when he came up to the kitchen, blinked and snuffled at the garbage until she wanted to push him back down the stairs.
There were layers of shit down there. He didn’t care. He was strong and when he was clean he was good-looking. He could be funny when he wanted to; the funniest person Therese knew. She copied his style, when she made people laugh. Took his wink, his timing, took the way he flapped his hands, held his head when he was telling a joke.
The joke was him, though. That was the stuff which made people laugh. Laughing at where she came from before they did gave her the power of it.
She knew she would escape. Get where it’s clean.
There’s nowhere cleaner,
her mother told her. The world is a filthy place.
She said this as she ate her chips. Sometimes she ate them sitting on the toilet.
~~~
Therese worked at the supermarket after school and on the week-ends, saving her money.
Most people were clean there but one young customer, he came in every week, she could smell the soap on him from three registers away. He was lovely. He started to come through her register every time and they talked. Up close the soap smell was good and his fingernails were white with cleanliness. He was a laugher. After every sentence, funny or not. Sometimes he brought his grandfather, a nice, white-haired old man, bent at the shoulders, clean, neat. Therese wondered what it would be like to have a neat old man like that in your life.
One Thursday afternoon, they came through her register with grapes, cherries, lychees and apricots. The old man was dressed neatly in beige pants and a collared T-shirt, the uniform of the old man everywhere. He wore a white baseball cap with a logo of the local bowling club.
That’s a lot of fruit,
she said.
Purification,
the old man said. Nothing like fruit for purification. Skin keeps it clean inside, and you know if it’s rotting because it’ll be soft and bruised. You can tell if it’s no good to eat. And even so, when it does rot, it leaves behind pure seed.
He and the boy laughed. Therese smiled and laughed, too, although there was nothing funny. The old man laughed harder, threw his head back, roared with it until his eyes watered. The boy gently placed his hand on the man’s shoulder, calming him. The old man bent to pick up the next bag of fruit from the trolley and she saw that at the back of his cap, at the buckle, there was a red, creeping stain. It looked like blood but it could have been rust. It looked like he was leaking fluid from a small hole in his skull. She saw it everywhere, all over the shop; seeping wounds, pus, fat rotten flesh pushing at skin to get out.