THE PYLON by L. P. Hartley


“dreams go by contraries”

A very disturbing story, whatever one’s mien. But not healthily disturbing like normal scary horror stories were before this one was written. Black static not white, I sensed. An artificial story in a positive way as well as negative, ironically structured by Mother Nature, as well as electrically by giant live Meccano, a story about a boy called Laurie, and his complexes arguably about his puberty (Freud and Oedipus are specifically mentioned) and his dreams regarding the pylon situated close outside the house where his family lives. Taken down and now being rebuilt even bigger. At first a symbol of his purpose in life, later his greatest fear with nightmares about climbing the Oedipyl. Indeed, despite ‘pylon’ also being a massive opening or gateway to a temple, Laurie sometimes sleeps with his Dad (a man perhaps purposely named Roger?), ostensibly to make Laurie feel more secure when he wakes up from such nightmares…. one day he wakes up and sees…

“Standing in front of the low casement window, Roger’s tall figure blotted out the daylight. The outline of his arms down to his elbows, his shield-shaped back and straddled legs showed through the thin stuff of his pyjamas;…”


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