Chapters (116)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 103
- Chapter 104
- Acknowledgments
- Discover More
- On Henry Darger
- Selected Bibliography
- About the Author
- Teaser Chapter
- Also by Elizabeth Hand
- Praise for Elizabeth Hand’sCurious Toys
I left the towpath for the street. Within minutes I was lost. After wandering around for nearly an hour, I found myself at Russell Square, an area filled with cops and tourists headed to the British Museum. Lines of schoolchildren in matching uniforms, a cluster of well-dressed matrons who followed an Asian woman bearing a red umbrella like a standard. I made a wide detour around a couple of cops, stopping to buy a pair of knockoff Ray-Bans from a street vendor. I put them on, found an alcove where I sneaked a mouthful of Jack Daniel’s, and cut over to a main drag where the street sign read SHAFTESBURY AVENUE.
Booze and cheap shades and pharmaceutical speed made the late-afternoon glow like burnished steel. Without the weight of my camera, my new bag felt preternaturally light, almost empty. I comforted myself by thinking that on the Wall of Death it’s best to travel light.
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Cass Neary Novels
Generation Loss
Available Dark
Hard Light
The Book of Lamps and Banners
Fire.
Wylding Hall
Errantry: Strange Stories
Radiant Days
Glimmering
Illyria
Saffron and Brimstone: Strange Stories
Chip Crockett’s Christmas Carol
Mortal Love
Bibliomancy: Four Novellas
Black Light
Last Summer at Mars Hill and Other Stories
Waking the Moon
Icarus Descending
Aestival Tide
Winterlong
Praise for Elizabeth Hand’s
Curious Toys
One of the Year’s Best Books
LitHub • Chicago Public Library • CrimeReads
Finalist for the Locus Award for Best Horror Novel of the Year
“Brilliant…Vivid…Pin is a first-rate heroine…Hand juxtaposes Pin’s concealment of her gender with the killer’s obsession with dressing dolls, making Pin’s anxiety about her identity all the more resonant. Curious Toys is packed with evocative historical detail of Chicago…Hand’s rendering of Darger’s Tourettic tics is just one of the many deft touches in her wonderfully imaginative and richly delivered narrative.”
—Ivy Pochoda, New York Times Book Review
“Elizabeth Hand places her kaleidoscopic new novel at the intersection of delight and danger…With short, breathlessly paced chapters and constantly shifting points of view, Curious Toys is itself like a carnival ride: alternatively dazzling and terrifying, disorienting and marvelous…In her search for the killer, Pin fights to take a dangerous man off the street and comes to grips with her own sister’s disappearance. But she’s not just trying to solve the case—she’s trying to solve the puzzle of her own identity, and to save herself.”
—Amy Stewart, Washington Post
“Pin is a remarkable young sleuth…Curious Toys is a thriller to be savored—tough, funny, strange, and revelatory.”
—Michael Berry, Portland Press Herald