His Hideous Heart: 13 of Edgar Allan Poe’s Most Unsettling Tales Reimagined by Dahlia Adler (editor)
English | 2019 | Fantasy | ePUB | 2.6 Mb
His Hideous Heart : Thirteen of YA’s most celebrated names reimagine Edgar Allan Poe’s most surprising, unsettling, and popular tales for a new generation.
Edgar Allan Poe may be a hundred and fifty years beyond this world, but the themes of his beloved works have much in common with modern young adult fiction. Whether the stories are familiar to readers or discovered for the first time, readers will revel in Edgar Allan Poe’s classic tales, and how they’ve been brought to life in 13 unique and unforgettable ways.
The Tales Retold
“She Rode a Horse of Fire” by Kendare Blake
“It’s Carnival!” by Tiffany D. Jackson
“Night-Tide” by Tessa Gratton
“The Glittering Death” by Caleb Roehrig
“A Drop of Stolen Ink” by Emily Lloyd-Jones
“Happy Days, Sweetheart” by Stephanie Kuehn
“The Raven (Remix)” by amanda lovelace
“Changeling” by Marieke Nijkamp
“The Oval Filter” by Lamar Giles
“Red” by Hillary Monahan
“Lygia” by Dahlia Adler
“The Fall of the Bank of Usher” by Fran Wilde
“The Murders in the Rue Apartelle, Boracay” by Rin Chupeco
The Original Tales
“The Cask of Amontillado”
“Annabel Lee” (poem)
“The Pit and the Pendulum”
“The Purloined Letter”
“The Tell-Tale Heart”
“The Raven” (poem)
“The Oval Portrait”
“The Masque of the Red Death”
“The Fall of the House of Usher”
“The Murders in the Rue Morgue”
“Indeed, all might have returned to normal had it not been for the man in the long silver sedan who arrived with a briefcase late in the evening. He made his way into the house and demanded a brandy, and for the fire in the drawing room to be stoked. We did as we were bid, not knowing any other way, but it was a great affront, as we had never laid eyes upon him before! Once settled comfortably with his brandy in hand, he bade us to summon our employer.
All of this now I tell to you secondhand, as I was not one of the poor maids serving in the drawing room that night. That maid, and other maids, recounted it to me, the state of poor Friedrich when he was summoned, found in the billiard room and already heartily drunk. He’d not had another girl since the night of the fire, and a lack of girls always put him in a dark mood.
When Friedrich went to the drawing room, he closed the door and there was some quiet talk inside. It was not five minutes before the voices rose to shouting, and he burst back through the door. The man with the briefcase followed him into the hall, and grasped him very fiercely just above the wrist (and this I can tell you as I was quite startled by the noise and came down to find what was the matter). He whispered urgently into Friedrich’s ear, until Friedrich pulled free and shouted, “I didn’t know who she was, and I don’t care!”
Then he was gone, down the darkened corridor. And so the man left as well, with nary a glance at any of us.
The other servants went back to their work with raised eyebrows and a shrug. I followed Friedrich through the halls.”