Tuesday, March 5, 2013
The H.P. Lovecraft Film Festival, begun way back in 19mumblesomething by a visionary named Andrew Migliore, continues in Portland under the aegis of SighCo Graphics. CLICK HERE to see how you can be a part of this event in more ways than one, and keep Cosmic Horror eternally undead...
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Thursday, January 10, 2013
This Just In... And this "The Theatre and its Double" by Edward Morris Morris's story left my head spinning. It's totally packed with inspirations, names and histories ricocheting off in all directions. Strongly poetic, surreal and disturbing. There's such a dense concentration of ideas and sensory details I barely absorbed half of it on first read. Inscrutable, uncompromising, inspired and very intelligent. griffinwords.wordpress.com | [ Hypnos ] www.hypnos.com
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
"But I kept going. Went a long way without stopping. Left the dogs my friends, behind. Nevertheless, when I did show my face at that house again months, or years, later, driving a different car, she wept when she saw me at the door. Sober. Dressed in a clean shirt, pants and boots. Her last hope blasted. She didn’t have a thing to hope for anymore." ---Raymond Carver, 'Hope'
Monday, November 12, 2012
Thursday, October 25, 2012
THERE WAS A CROOKED MAN gets a reboot starting early next year, juggernaut already rolling out.... Joseph S. Pulver Sr. to edit. Nick Gucker to draw. 1/4 of the proceeds have been pledged as a charitable donation in the name of the late Richard Pryor, through the good offices of his wife Jennifer Lee Pryor, for their help with sections of this work. The remainder will go relief of a very old debt, its partial original goal in the first place (despite the kamikaze artillery of a lunatic-fringe detractor and minority of one.) The team of authors who have already blurbed this work or volunteered to help is...shall I say... intimidating. "Ed Morris's remarkable, stone force short novel falls into the post WWII canon of great post-apocalyptic science fiction. It stands with EARTH ABIDES, NO BLADE OF GRASS or LOT and when you stand with Stewart, Christopher and Ward Moore you are standing on sacred ground. The post-apocalypse school of science fiction, it has been speculated, is a metaphor for our present, the seared landscape and shaken polity of our time can best be grasped through a subcategory of fiction which holds at its heart the dirtiest kind of realism. THE CROOKED MAN is a terrifying, masterfully written,unforgiving precis of an unbearable present become an unbearable future and Morris serves this as well as any writer of our time. His landscape is gutted, his vision soars."- Barry N. Malzberg "Doc Smith's Lensman books were once dubbed THE HISTORY OF CIVILIZATION. But I'm afraid that grand and ambitious overarching description has been boldly ripped out of Doc Smith's cold, cold hands by Edward Morris with his wild-eyed opus, THERE WAS A CROOKED MAN. Replete with scores of unforgettable characters and scenes, the book rampages across space and time with a take-no-prisoners bad attitude. Formalistically daring and esthetically subtle, full of pyrotechnics and epiphanies, it's what you might get if you mashed up Alfred Bester's THE STARS MY DESTINATION with Robert Wilson's JULIAN COMSTOCK, Neal Barrett's THROUGH DARKEST AMERICA and its sequel DAWN'S UNCERTAIN LIGHT, and H. P. Lovecraft's THE COLOR OUT OF SPACE--then had Jodorowsky film the result! Nothing like it on the planet!" --Paul Di Filippo, author of COSMOCOPIA and A PRINCESS OF THE LINEAR JUNGLE. Here's a stellar review that just came in for another story, this one in Joseph Pulver's A SEASON IN CARCOSA (click the quote): Stories occasionally transcend genre. In 1895 The King in Yellow did this very thing. In 2012 Edward Morris has done much the same with his flawless contribution to A Season in Carcosa. “The Theatre and It’s Double” is superb. Edward Morris captures the essence of Chambers’ original work while employing his own delightfully exquisite style.