Warren Smith (2) (1931–2003)

This book is filled with various true accounts of personal brushes with the unexplained: incidents of parapsychology; the paranormal, unexplained disappearances at sea, anomalies of medicine and the occult. While I certainly enjoyed reading most of these stories, I must say that this book wasn't entirely riveting to me. I found that the stories, while interesting, just weren't as detailed as I would have preferred. I give this book a B+!

I can't remember anything specific about the contents of this book, but the amazing cover by Peter A. Jones has always stuck in my mind. Quite why he decided to give us an alien version of Brian Connolly, lead singer of glam rock band The Sweet, I don't know, but it's a striking image.

More 70s "fringe" madness, which I loved and believed at the time. I do understand Agent Mulder of the X-Files heart-felt cry of "I want to believe," but the theories in this book are far more hollow than the Earth. Great fun, though, if taken with a pinch of salt.

A ripe piece of insanity straight from the top of the 1970s-80s occult speculation heap. Various theories about how our planet is hollow are thrown out with little attempt made at consistency. The prose is occasionally breathless an manic and the book is sort of brilliant in a way with the author's strange catch-all attitude to conspiracies and crackpot ideas. Crazy but intensely imaginative.