Ross E. Lockhart's Blog, page 72
July 6, 2011
Countdown to Cthulhu: H. P. Lovecraft's pen is?
were typewriter men.
But HPL preferred
a squid-ink fountain pen...

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Lovecraftian bibliomania leads to all kinds of rampant speculation. Did HPL read this? Was he aware of that? What did he think of those people? And what kind of pen did he use?
Seriously. Readers want to know these kind of minute details. They debate this stuff on the Internet. Was HPL a Mabie Todd Blackbird kind of guy? Or did he prefer a more elegant (and messy) dip pen? Maybe a feathered quill.
Australian philosopher, author and commentator Damon Young appears to have found the answer. Here, Young presents an excerpt from Frank Belknap Long's Howard Philips Lovecraft: Dreamer on the Nightside, in which HPL goes pen shopping...
"When I got back to the stationery store, there were at least fifty pens lying about on the counter and Howard was still having difficulty in finding one with just the right balance and smoothness of ink flow. The clerk looked a little haggard-eyed but he was still smiling, wanly.
"The careful choice of a fountain pen may sweem a minor matter and hardly one that merits dwelling on at considerable length. But to me it has always seemed a vitally important key to the basic personality of HPL in more than one respect. He liked small objects of great beauty, symmetrical in design and superbly crafted, and by the same token larger objects that exhibited a similar kind of artistic perfection. And the raven-black Waterman he finally selected was both somber and non-ornate, with not even a small gold band encircling it. That appealed to him in another way and was entirely in harmony with his choice of attire."
Mightier than the sword, sure. But mightier than Cthulhu? We're gonna need a bigger pen.
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Happy Birthday to John Langan (House of Windows, Mr. Gaunt and Other Uneasy Encounters), whose heartwrenching tale "The Shallows" will be appearing in The Book of Cthulhu. John's a helluva writer. Do yourself a favor and go check out these recent interviews and maybe a short story or three:
The Secret to Writing Is Writing: A Conversation with John Langan
20 Questions with Mourning Goats: INTERVIEW TWELVE: John Langan
As for short stories, "Technicolor" (in Ellen Datlow's The Best Horror of the Year Volume 2) is a personal favorite, as are "City of the Dog" and "The Revel" (both in Datlow's The Best Horror of the Year Volume 3) but How the Day Runs Down (Our Town with zombies) is also a good one (and online to read for free).
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Countdown to Cthulhu: Is that a shoggoth in your sewer...?
...Or are you just happy to see me?
"But we were not on a station platform. We were on the track ahead as the nightmare, plastic column of fetid black iridescence oozed tightly onward through its fifteen-foot sinus, gathering unholy speed and driving before it a spiral, rethickening cloud of the pallid abyss vapor. It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train—a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and un-forming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter. Still came that eldritch, mocking cry- "Tekeli-li! Tekeli-li!" and at last we remembered that the demoniac Shoggoths—given life, thought, and plastic organ patterns solely by the Old Ones, and having no language save that which the dot groups expressed—had likewise no voice save the imitated accents of their bygone masters."
--At the Mountains of Madness, H. P. Lovecraft
About two years ago, a monster was recorded living in the sewers of Raleigh, North Carolina. This seething blob made the rounds of YouTube as a viral video, prompting viewers to make horrible guesses as to what it might actually be. Eventually, the pulsing mass was identified by "various experts" as either a colony of tubifex worms (AKA "sludge worms) or a colony of Bryozoans ("moss animalcules"), rarely-seen aquatic animals. Experts, ha! My money's on it being a shoggoth. "Tekeli-li! Tekeli-li!"
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March of the Centipede
Centipede Press, publisher of some of the best-looking books out there (seriously, these guys are a bibliomaniac's dream), has just launched an Opinions section on their website, featuring outstanding essays from two of The Book of Cthulhu's contributors: "Reflections on S. T. Joshi," by W. H. Pugmire (The Fungal Stain and Other Dreams, The Tangled Muse) and "The Tiger Stripe," by Laird Barron (The Imago Sequence, Occultation). Well worth a read.

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H. P. Lovecraft's Commonplace Book
Another contributor to The Book of Cthulhu, Bruce Sterling (editor of Mirrorshades: The Cyberpunk Anthology, author of a personal favorite, The Artificial Kid, and self-admitted "fringe member of the Lovecraft Circle"), yesterday posted H. P. Lovecraft's Commonplace Book to Wired.com. Ever wonder about the ideas, images, and sketches behind the stories? Wonder no more.
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And Happy Birthday to author Joseph S. Pulver, Sr. (Blood Will Have Its Season, SIN & Ashes), whose "To Live and Die in Arkham" will also be appearing in The Book of Cthulhu.
July 5, 2011
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Adult Beverage: Brew Free or Die IPA
Hey, baby. It's the Fourth of July. And I love this country, in spite of a few ridiculously bad ideas (Prohibition, anyone?). After all, change is part of her Promise. So I figured a selection from 21st Amendment Brewing was in order. Rampaging Abe Lincoln on the label may have influenced that decision.
Brew Free or Die pours a startling piss-yellow, with a tightly-packed off-white head. Once you get past color shock, it's clean citrus hops on the nose, a little soapy, but very pleasant. Malt sugar on the tongue, but underplayed hop character.. Big and bitter, but feels like it's missing something quintessential to the achievement of the platonic ideal IPA. Very drinkable, nonetheless, with a nice, clean, bitter finish that invites another sip.
July 4, 2011
Countdown to Cthulhu: Why Settle for the Lesser Evil?
--"The Haunter of the Dark," H. P. Lovecraft
Happy Independence Day from everybody's favorite independent publisher of SF, Fantasy, and Horror (including The Book of Cthulhu, available everywhere September 1, 2011).

Really, what could be more American than blowing stuff up? Oh, I know: a presidential election! Only sixteen months to go until Election Day. Vote early and often! And why settle for the lesser evil? Cthulhu's an ideal candidate. Just take a look at his (shamelessly hotlinked) campaign posters from the last election cycle:



Can Cthulhu count on your vote?
And, for a musical change of pace... mythos done electro-style: "Cthulhu Sleeps," by Deadmau5
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July 3, 2011
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Adult Beverage: Port Brewing Anniversary Ale
We just got back from Janine's house and a 2nd of July backyard barbecue, and are now settling in and watching the Giants and Tigers on TV. And I had a Shock Top earlier with my black bean burger, grilled zucchini, corn on the cob, salad, and assorted appetizers, which was a nice little summer session beer, but I wanted to wind down with something a little more aggressive. Good thing I had something from Port Brewing on hand.
Port Brewing's Anniversary Ale pours bright, deep copper with a massive mustache-inducing head. Sticky lacing forms crystalline lattices down the sides of the glass. Understated aroma of citrus hops that comes out as it warms. Hop-bomb bitter bites into your tongue, then tap-dances across the roof of your mouth before cannonball-diving down your throat. Hop oils, pine needles, and burnt-sugared malt. Prepare to pucker. Lasting warm alcohol burn from the back of the throat all the way down. Like a hi-test DIPA, but without the I. Very SoCal. Makes me want to sit on the roof and stare at the ocean. But instead... baseball.