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On Rode The 300 Spartans

On Rode The 300 Spartans

The Sacrum Out Of Space

"In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming..."

“In his house at R’lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming…”

Late one stormy night, while I solaced my troubles with grain alcohol, perched in my ivory tower, I thought to quiet my raging mind with some harmless Hellenistic architectural draftsmanship. Hardly had I put quill to paper before I felt an inhuman intelligence seize my right hand and compel me to scrawl against my will. Visions of strange landscapes filled my brain unlike any to be seen on this earthly sphere, planes without surfaces, an alien geometry embodied in rules no human mind could decipher, bizarre pyramids and inverted ziggurats devoted to the worship of foreign gods exiled to the furthest reaches of outer space multitudes of millions of eons before man’s fishy ancestors struggled out of a lukewarm sea onto the hot, stinking sand. And the mind made me draw that horror.

Or is it just that I still can’t draw worth beans?  You decide!

“Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.”  Or, have a nice day.

 

I had absolutely nothing to do with this.

I had absolutely nothing to do with this.

 

The H. P. Lovecraft Historical Society:

http://www.hplhs.org/

Yellow Sky Sun God Sacrifice

If you're curious, the Latin translates to "If you can read this, you're too close."

                                If you’re curious, the Latin translates to “If you can read this, you’re too close.”

 

Yellow has always been one of my favorite colors. I’m told it drives many people nuts. Chacun a son gout. Let’s just say, even though it’s still really early in the year, that I wish everyone a Hairy Mithras.

Review: “News Of The World” by Paulette Jiles

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In News Of The World, Captain Kidd, an elderly ex-printer, ekes out a living in 1870 Texas by drifting along the frontier on horseback from tiny town to tiny town, where he gives readings from newspapers of current events to the unlettered and curious for a dime apiece. Kidd is a wonderful character, believable and realistic even with his colorful and distinctive past. He’s an interesting combination of failings and strengths, ornery, well preserved for his time and day although aware of his growing weakness, with a natural authority derived from his age, strong voice, and strength of personality.

A Kiowa captive, Johanna, enters Kidd’s rather aimless life, rescued from captivity for a few blankets, but still completely acculturated in Native ways and utterly resistant to returning to what remains of her German family, her parents having been massacred in a raid. Given the princely sum of fifty dollars in gold (an almost unimaginable amount in those cash starved times), Kidd reluctantly agrees to convey Johanna back to her family in the Texas Hill Country. Their odyssey over rough,  bandit haunted roads is fascinating. Jiles skillfully allows the rapport to slowly build up between Kidd and Johanna. As they develop a close, familial bond through many misadventures and moments of extreme danger, the reader comes to empathize deeply with them and care about their fates. I freely admit I was reluctant to finish the book for fear they would come to a bad, unhappy end. I won’t spoil anything for anyone, but I found the novel’s conclusion  very satisfying emotionally and literarily.

This is not just that rare, modern thing, a good Western; it’s also a beautiful novel purely in terms of form. Jiles writes like a dream. With great economy, she evokes Texas shortly after the Civil War, with its poverty, violence, racism, and most of all the stark juxtaposition between encroaching Anglo civilization and the still vast, savage frontier. News seems to be a big success, both critically and commercially. The book deserves all of it. A film will probably be made based on the book’s success.  Captain Kidd seems to have been written specifically with Jeff Bridges in mind and this is the sort of part he could play in his sleep. I hope the film is a big success and leads to a Western movie renaissance, but wretched old fools like me always hope for things like that. I recommend this book to anyone interested in Westerns, Texas history, but most of all to anyone who enjoys a fine, heartfelt story about two wonderful people and their love for each other in a strange, exotic land during a desperate, evil time.

https://www.amazon.com/News-World-Paulette-Jiles/dp/0062409212/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1502220758&sr=8-1&keywords=news+of+the+world

G-R Arch 101

And Not A Damned Straight Line In The Bunch

And Not A Damned Straight Line In The Bunch.

Chac Mool? Check Mate!

Put the board and the pieces on the belly, Mister. That and a C-note gets you a game.

Put the board and the pieces on the belly, Mister. That and a C-note gets you a game.

 

He may be watery on some subjects, but he can still pin your queen in nine moves or less.

Ionized Inverted Ionic Imperium

This guy's a real go-getter, a regular ball of fire.

This guy’s a real go-getter, a regular ball of fire.

A Monstrous Face For Monstrous Times

Devour Everything That Walks Or Crawls Shall Be Your Only Law

Devour Everything That Walks Or Crawls Shall Be Your Only Law

 

This mook isn’t anything but id and the id doesn’t want to do anything but eat.  So keep clear if you like having fingers and toes.

Beware The Eye In The Capital!

Flies are Zeus's spies upon mankind.

Flies are Zeus’s spies upon mankind.

 

Semper Caeser spectat.

Issue 001 of Hinnon Magazine Now Available On Amazon

Hinnom Magazine Issue 001 by [Dunphey, C.P., Fitzpatrick, Ryan, Newton, Kurt, Miller, G.A., Leahy, John, Mellon, Michelle, Joshi, S.T.]

 

The first issue of Hinnom Magazine is now out. Hinnon is apparently part of the Hebrew root of Gehenna, the place where the wicked go when they die. Of course, it’s a horror magazine. My biker story, Last Of The Aztec Riders, will appear in the second issue. Big kudos to editor/publisher, C. P. Dunphey. Please also note the odd coincidence/synchronicity of a writer named Michelle Mellon appearing in the first issue. She’s not related to me, but seems like a perfectly lovely person. Those with a taste for well written macabre fiction need to order this now:

https://www.amazon.com/Hinnom-Magazine-Issue-C-P-Dunphey-ebook/dp/B072VK2VRL/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&qid=1498084997&sr=8-1&keywords=hinnom+magazine&linkCode=sl1&tag=gehenn-20&linkId=61f1da5963ae362c5d394d0b539bdb40