House of Leaves — Story as Labyrinth

House of Leaves is a 2000 novel by Mark Z. Danielewski. I don’t have a very precise memory of when I first read it, but it must have been about fifteen years ago. It is a formative book for me, and parts of it took up permanent residence in my head. Yet when I reread it this past October, I had to admit that I had no memory of large swaths of the book. That seems somehow appropriate for a sprawling, layered story with unreliable narrators and intentional inconsistencies.

Despite being a best-seller that continues to be reprinted, House of Leaves feels like a cult classic. It has ardent fans, but it seems too esoteric and weird to be truly mainstream. The people who love it will be the first to admit that it is not an easy read, and the people who hate it will declaim it barely readable at all. It generates the same sort of divisive conversations as Ulysses (or Homestuck).

After my recent reading, I dove down the rabbit hole of online information, arguments and discussions about the book. I learned about some of the many things I had missed. I was amazed and a little appalled by the number of secrets hidden in the text, the number of subtle allusions and not-so-subtle codes. I have to admit that I may now be a member of the strange cult obsessed with this book. So, while I touched on it briefly in my October Read Report, I feel obligated to write something more about House of Leaves.

I don’t have much interest in writing traditional reviews, but this is a review of sorts. If nothing else, I hope it gives you an idea of what the book is like, and whether you’re likely to love it or hate it.

Zampanò

The title page of the book says, “Mark Z. Danielewski’s House of Leaves, by Zampanò, with Introduction and Notes by Johnny Truant.” The origins and provenance are purposely muddled. The intermingling of stories and frames, reality and fiction, starts before the first word.1

The book starts with Johnny, but we’ll start with Zampanò.

Zampanò is a blind old man who lives by himself in a run-down apartment. He has done his best to seal up the windows and the crack under the door. Among his few possessions is a battered trunk filled with notes and a half-finished manuscript for a scholarly analysis of a film called The Navidson Record.

We can infer a little about Zampanò from his work. It is riddled with footnotes, and certainly makes a variety of assertions about The Navidson Record, but these are all suspect. He often discusses the visuals, despite being blind. Johnny’s notes point out that there is no evidence that a film called The Navidson Record ever existed (even within the story) and the many works of criticism for the film that Zampanò cites are fabricated as well.

Johnny never meets Zampanò. He only hears things about him second-hand.2 He talks to the various people who came to read to the old man. He hears about Zampanò’s ritualistic daily walks around the perimeter of the apartment complex’s overgrown courtyard.

Ultimately, the only real interaction between Zampanò and Johnny is that the old man dies, and Johnny’s friend Lude gets him into the apartment to look for interesting stuff left behind. Johnny takes the trunk full of Zampanò’s half-finished book, and begins to read and edit it.

That’s where his troubles really start.

The Navidson Record

The Navidson Record doesn’t exist. Johnny tells us that pretty early on. But the portions of the book that belong to Zampanò are so persistent in their certainty that they make it feel real.

Zampanò describes The Five and a Half Minute Hallway and Exploration #4, viral videos that spread via bootleg VHS and the early internet. They both turn out to be excerpts from The Navidson Record. The first shows a door in an exterior wall that opens onto a hallway that cannot possibly exist. The second shows the endless maze of dark rooms at the other end of that hallway.

Zampanò describes the film itself. Famous photojournalist Will Navidson moves, with his partner, Karen Green and their two children, to an old house in rural Virginia. Giving up more dangerous projects like war photography, Navidson plans to document this new stage in their lives with video journals that he and Karen keep, as well as motion-activated cameras set up around the house. The pair’s internal traumas and external relationship struggles are present, but suppressed. For a time, the house seems idyllic.

Then, it begins to change shape. At first this is subtle, a matter of a mere 1/4 inch across its entire length. Then individual rooms begin to change size. Navidson becomes obsessed with measuring these tiny changes, but they soon become so obvious that measurement is not necessary. A new hallway appears between two rooms. A door appears in an exterior wall, but it doesn’t open onto the yard. It leads to an apparently endless maze of hallways, rooms, and stairs, unlit and frigid.

The tensions between Will and Karen quickly reach a breaking point. She wanted to escape the fear that accompanied Will going out into danger to capture his photos. But the mysterious extra-dimensional portion of the house is too alluring. He is desperate to explore it.

Instead, he brings in outsiders: a scientist, and a trio of expert mountaineers. While he remains in the house, manning the radio at “base camp,” the three explorers set out on a series of expeditions, surveying the ever-changing architecture beyond the impossible hallway and even taking samples from the walls. They carry his video cameras with them.

These videos document the rare moments when the dimensions of the house visibly change around them. They document the strange way things break down within the bowels of the house; markers and supply caches shredded or vanished, buttons and zippers disappearing from their clothing. They document the eerie growl that sometimes passes over them like a wave, or follows at a distance.

And though they aren’t collected until much later, they document exactly how everything goes horribly wrong.

Exhibits and Appendices

The last section of the book contains six “exhibits” and three appendices. However, to say that these are the conclusion of the book is only technically true. Just as Johnny’s narrative inserted into footnotes encourages the reader to jump back and forth between layers of story, other footnotes point to the appendixes and encourage the reader to dig into them in the first few chapters.

The exhibits are unfinished. They are things that Zampanò hoped to include: scientific analysis of the samples Navidson and others took from the house, reproductions of interviews, a section on architecture, an excerpt from an Air Force manual, and some of Karen’s medical records, along with related excerpts from psychiatric literature.

The first appendix is filled with the writings of Zampanò. Johnny’s note tells us that these are included to shed more light on the man. Notably, among Zampanò’s poems is an untitled fragment that contains the only reference to the book’s title within the text:

Little solace comes

to those who grieve

when thoughts keep drifting

as walls keep shifting

and this great blue world of ours

seems a house of leaves

moments before the wind.

The second appendix contains Johnny’s items: sketches and polaroids, poems and collages, his father’s obituary, and “The Three Attic Whalestoe Institute Letters,” correspondence between Johnny and his erudite and apparently schizophrenic mother, long institutionalized.

These letters are arguably the most important thing in the appendices, and act almost as a third narrative alongside Zampanò’s and Johnny’s, revealing and clarifying many details from Johnny’s account, and raising new questions.

Formatting

Some footnotes are referenced in multiple places. Some are missing. Most use numbers, but some use a variety of strange symbols that may or may not relate to the text. There are footnotes to footnotes, occasionally several levels deep.

But beyond the unusual use of footnotes, there are many other formatting oddities in House of Leaves.

There is the use of color: house always appears in blue, several struck sections in red, and one particular phrase in purple.

A single bar of music is printed sideways, running vertically down the page.

In two different sections of The Navidson Record, the shape of the text reflects the shape of the narrative or the shape of the house.

It is contained within 
sidebars or blue-bordered
squares, running forward
and backward along the
pages, turned sideways and
upside down.


It is spread out,

only a few words per page,

as the characters run,

frantic,

through the labyrinth.


It is drawn out slowly, as the text explores the meaning in a few slowed frames of film.


It is cramped and tight,
as the halls of the
house narrow,
sloped in
diagonals
as
the
explorers
move downhill,
separated by a vast
gulf of








white space








when they encounter a chasm.

Although the story itself is sometimes unclear or frustratingly abstract, it is this shaping of the text on the page that presents the first barrier a reader must overcome to form any connection with House of Leaves. But it is also an invitation to the reader. The text practically demands interpretation. Why these colors? Why this formatting? Why must I follow a footnote to a footnote to a letter in Appendix B?

Your instinctive reaction to this—excitement or irritation—is a good indicator of whether you will enjoy the book.

Secrets

. . . . . . Related Things. . . . . . 

. . . . MyHouse.WAD . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .Labyrinth. . . . . . . .
House of Leaves Reddit. . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . You Should Have Left
.House of Leaves Forum. . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . .Cumaean Sibyl. . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . The Whalestoe Letters .
. . . Jacob and Esau. . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . .Haunted. . . . . . . .
House of Leaves - TV Pilot. . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . Minotaur. . . . . .
. . . . . Only Revolutions. . . . . .
. . . . . The Backrooms . . . . . . .
.Ergodic Literature . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . ? . . . . . . . . .

A few of the fooTnotes contain Huge lIstS of places, names of archItectS, etc., etc. At first glaNce, these appear tO be poinTless. AsTute readers, after discovering tHe sEcret cOdes spelled out iN PeLafina’s “Whalestoe Letters” through misplaced capital letters and acrostics, have applied the same codes to these lists, and discovered that theY also contain hidden Messages. One codE, embedded in the Navidson Record, SeemS relAted to those letters. Another spells Danielewski’s full name.

In my hardcover edition, there are also hundreds of 4-diGit hExadecimal codes imprinted on the inside of the cover. Some enterprising individual determined that these describe part of a music file: a snippet from the companion album to the book, Haunted, by Poe (the stage name of Danielewski’s sister).

Do these secrets add anything meaningful to the story? Hard to say, but they certainly evoke a feeling that there are hidden meanings everywhere in House of Leaves, if only the reader is willing to dig deep enough.


  1. How many levels of frame story are there? Well, there’s the Navidson Record, and all the collected ephemera around it: interviews and articles, books and art, arguments, analysis and critique. There’s Zampanò’s written analysis of the film. There are Johnny’s notes on Zampanò’s work. And there are the fictional editors, who chime in occasionally to clarify a point or cite a source that Johnny never got around to. There is Danielewski, the real author, almost invisible. But there’s also Johnny’s institutionalized mother, Pelafina, who sends him letters (or does she) of varied lucidity. The really obsessive fans have their own theories about her, but I won’t spoil them.3 ↩︎
  2. Johnny’s story is told in notes and footnotes, denoted only by a different font. Sometimes these notes comment on Zampanò’s work, but they often wander away from the subject at hand, into long and meandering anecdotes from Johnny’s life. As the book progresses, they become less and less decipherable, entire pages of run-on sentence. ↩︎
  3. Even more perplexing, these frames are fuzzy; the stories leak out of their original context. Late in the story, Johnny encounters a group of strangers who are obsessed with a story that has been passed around the early internet, and it turns out to be a version of the account we’re reading. In Zampanò’s summary of The Navidson Record, Will Navidson, lost within the labyrinth of the house, burns his final matches to read a book, and the book is House of Leaves. These examples of impossible recursion are never explained. ↩︎

Arrival — Subverting Expectations Through Story Structure

Be warned: this post contains spoilers for the movie Arrival.

The fantastic Blade Runner 2049 was the first movie to put Canadian director Denis Villeneuve on my radar. As the sequel to a 35-year-old cult classic, it had every right to be another bland, disappointing Hollywood cash grab. Instead, it managed to capture the essence of what made the original movie great, and built on those themes in a way that somehow felt cohesive. Dune (Part One) in 2021—for my money, the best screen adaptation of a story that has stymied directors for decades—confirmed that the quality of Blade Runner 2049 was no accident.

I recently watched Arrival, a 2016 sci-fi film about first contact with a mysterious, seven-limbed, octopus-like alien race, dubbed “heptapods.” I came away astounded by the story and the execution, and then discovered that this is yet another Villeneuve masterpiece, adapted from Ted Chiang’s Nebula Award winning short, “Story of Your Life.” At this point, I’ll watch any movie Villeneuve makes. I don’t even need to see a trailer.

Arrival follows linguist Louise Banks (Amy Adams), who is recruited by the U.S. Army to attempt to communicate with the aliens. However, our first introduction to Banks is a flashback: tender strings play over her narration as she speaks to her daughter about the nature of memory.

I used to think this was the beginning of your story.

Memory is a strange thing.

It doesn’t work like I thought it did.

We are so bound by time, by its order.

We watch a montage of her daughter as newborn, child, teenager.

I remember the middle.

But all is not well. Her daughter is examined in a hospital room. Banks looks on, her fear written on her face. Conversations with a doctor at the end of a long, dark hallway.

This was the end.

she narrates, as we see her crying over the hospital bed where her daughter lays, head shaved, utterly still.

Moments in the Middle

Life moves on. Banks works as a university professor, and this is where we catch up with her, watching (along with the rest of the world) as twelve alien ships descend to different parts of Earth. The Army comes to recruit her, and she’s whisked off to Montana in a helicopter. She’s partnered with physicist Ian Donnelly (Jeremy Renner), and they begin making regular visits to the alien craft, which opens a section to them once per day.

Inside the ship, they meet a pair of heptapods, who observe them from a separate, misty chamber through a glass wall.

Banks begins the process of communication, discovering that the aliens have a rich written language, but seemingly no concept of linear time. Their script is circular, and each sentence has no defined beginning or end.

They work under the scrutiny of government officials who are so afraid of the aliens that they seem perpetually on the verge of launching an attack. As they learn more about the aliens and their language, Banks also grows closer to Donnelly. But there is still a distance between them. There are more flashbacks of Banks with her daughter. They skirt around the subject of the husband and father who left them.

The source of this lingering depression and detachment is obvious to the viewer. Banks was broken by the loss of her daughter and the estrangement from her husband. Under the pressure of the situation, this is only growing worse. Banks immerses herself in the alien language. Software is built to speed up translation. She begins to dream about the heptapods and their circular sentences.

Things come to a head when diplomacy breaks down between the twelve countries hosting alien craft. China and Russia are poised to attack the aliens, calling them a threat to humanity. Through her incomplete translation of the alien language, Banks has uncovered references to what might be a tool, or might be a weapon. What if the aliens use this weapon on them? What if they give it to one country, but not the others?

At this critical moment, Banks has a revelation. The weapon is the alien language itself. Language shapes thought, and she is so immersed in their language that she begins to think like them. She is no longer bound by linear thought. Cause and effect are simultaneous.

But this isn’t just a revelation to Banks, it’s also a revelation to the audience. She doesn’t just remember the past, she remembers the future as well. She remembers meeting the Chinese general sometime in the future. He will tell her that her phone call to him was the reason he called off the attack. So, in the here-and-now, she steals a sat-phone and calls the private Chinese phone number that she will be told by the general. She says the words he has not yet told her, the dying words of his own wife, “in war, there are no winners, only widows.”

The attack is called off. The lines of communication re-open. The aliens close their ships and leave, saying only that they will return when they need the aid of humanity, in three thousand years.

With the crisis averted, Donnelly and Banks admit their feelings for each other. For Donnelly, this is a joyful moment, but for Banks and the audience, it’s bittersweet. We now know the truth.

Those flashbacks weren’t flashbacks at all. They were memories of the future. She will have a daughter, knowing full well what will eventually happen to her. She will marry Donnelly, knowing that he will leave, that he will be unable to bear the weight of the truth: that she chose this path, even though she knew what would happen.

Flashing Forward

This twist ending works for three reasons.

  1. It is carefully telegraphed.
  2. It relies on extremely familiar story structures.
  3. It ties the personal stakes to the universal.

The opening scenes of the movie are powerful on first viewing. What’s more heartbreaking than a parent losing their child? The audience hears the narration about beginnings, middles, and ends, and takes it at face value: these scenes sketch the outline of a life cut short. But the narration is really a giant hint toward the twist at the end, a hint whose meaning isn’t apparent until it arrives.

Because the story opens with this scene, it needs to be relevant to the ending. Symmetry is critical to a feeling of closure. However, like any good magic act, the film immediately provides a flashy misdirection. What could more effectively distract us from Banks’s personal tragedy than first contact with aliens?

This also creates two sets of stakes: the personal, affecting only Banks; and the universal, affecting every person on Earth. As Chuck Wendig so aptly explains in Damn Fine Story, linking the personal and universal stakes is incredibly powerful. The only caveat is that the audience doesn’t yet understand how the personal and universal stakes tie together.

As the story progresses, we see several “flashbacks,” further illuminating what we believe to be Banks’s past. Modern audiences are so familiar with flashbacks, we automatically assume that these scenes, intercut with the first contact story, must have already happened. There are a few allusions to Banks dreaming these scenes, or woolgathering due to stress and lack of sleep, but it takes almost no effort to convince us that these are flashbacks, because they use a structure that we have seen countless times.

It is only in Act Three, when we have been introduced to the aliens’ non-linear language, where we get hints that not all is as it seems. Banks’s young daughter draws crude figures that look suspiciously like heptapods. Is she prescient? Is Banks mis-remembering or hallucinating? This throws the audience off-balance, revealing that the flashbacks we thought we understood are something we need to question. It primes us for the revelation.

When the twist comes, it is wonderfully effective. Firstly, the protagonist and the audience understand what’s happening at the same time! We feel exactly what Banks is feeling, because we’re all having the same experience.

Secondly, it ties the personal and universal stakes together. This revelation saves the Earth from war, but it also allows Banks to make sense of her life and her perplexing memories of a future that hasn’t happened yet.

Finally, it creates that symmetry between the end and the beginning. The narration from the opening scene lands on us with a new weight. An already powerful scene is supercharged as it becomes the crux of the story.

Arrivals and Departures

Non-linear storytelling works because it allows us to hide important information without frustrating the audience. Simply hiding information while telling a story in sequence is a surefire way to make the audience hate you, but by telling the story out of order, you can create a mystery for the audience to solve where there would otherwise be a series of straightforward events.

Non-linearity is used brilliantly in Arrival, because the characters themselves are experiencing the story out of order. The title is a reference to the aliens arriving on Earth. It is also a reference to the birth of Banks’s daughter, which is both the opening of the movie and, in some ways, the end.

NaNoWriMo 2023 — Day 30 Wrap-up

November is over, and so is NaNoWriMo. If you participated, I hope it was fun and you hit your target word count.

If you’re new to NaNoWriMo, it’s worth noting that it’s more than just the big November event. The “Now What?” Months are January and February, where participants are encouraged to finish, revise, or work toward publishing their NaNoWriMo novel. Camp NaNoWriMo happens in April and July, and encourages pursuing more flexible goals, whether that be starting a new project, finishing an existing one, working on editing, or whatever you like.

There is also the unofficial community tradition of NaNoEdMo, when some ‘WriMo-ers try to get in 50 hours of editing (or however much you feel like) in March. Unfortunately, while there have been several fan-maintained sites in the past, they all appear to be defunct. However, the NaNoWriMo website can still be used to create a new project for the month. Just set a goal of 50 “words” and treat them as hours of editing, or set it to 3000 “minutes” if it feels better to have a bigger, more granular number.

I’m currently thinking I will try to finish my NaNoWriMo 2023 project in one of the Camp NaNoWriMo months, but for now I want to get back to some other things, like revisions on Razor Mountain. I’m also thinking about new big project for 2024.

Thanks for hanging out with me this November. I’ll see you all in December, when I get back to my regularly scheduled programming.