Many years ago I read a short story by Bradbury about a house that, while looking somewhat normal on the outside, was vast and infinite inside. I can't seem to find the name of the story. It has interesting spiritual and psychological meaning, since a house in dreams is often about one's soul and self. Ray Bradbury's creative image of a house with an infinite inside is very thought-provoking. Anybody know the story?

My guess:
'not' Bradbury.

Could this be Robert A Heinlein's "And he built a crooked house"?

I had the same thought as tinkerbell (although I couldn't remember Heinlein's title). I seem to recall Heinlein's house was a tesseract or hypercube. Not exactly infinite, but extending into dimensions we cannot directly perceive.

Tesseract is a good word.

I also thought of Tinkerbell's suggestion.

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Originally posted by douglasSP:
I also thought of Tinkerbell's suggestion.

Maybe the Winchester House, in N. California?

I believe that you must be thinking of "House Of Leaves" by Mark Z. Danielewski. However, it is not a short story, but rather a huge novel. I highly recommend it. It's brilliant. Honestly brilliant.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Woodworth!
Please update the "So...Where Y'All From?" thread! (I believe it's under "Ray's Legacy")