Kind of reminds me of this...
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Kind of reminds me of this...
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Oh yeah, that's right. Forgot about that. I remember you mentioning that before.
Check this publisher out:
http://www.haffnerpress.com/
Also, I discovered this artist today. He's done some Silver John illustrations, and I really like his stuff:
http://boatwrightartwork.blogspot.com/
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I strongly recommend checking out Doug TenNapel, D.
"Iron West" and "Tommysaurus Rex" in particular.
They're pretty much tailor-made for you. Of course, that could mean you'd end up hating them :lol:
The Lost and the Lurking, by Manly Wade Wellman
The first Silver John novel I've read, and I totally loved it. In this longer form, Wellman is able to take his time and allow the language and dialect of the deep south take over. It's a really a book driven by the characters and their conversations with one another. Almost a third of the book has John locked up in jail, and so while there is very little physical action during this portion, there is a lot of stuff going on mentally, as John battles wits with a witch-lady, is haunted by a malevolent spirit, and unwillingly dabbles in some black arts.
The story is also thoughtful about religion, which is something I really appreciate. While John is a Jesus-man, he doesn't pass judgment on others. He knows that there are many possible paths to the truth and the goodness, and so long as people aren't hurting others with their beliefs, he lets them be.
At the end of the day, The Lost and the Lurking is simply a wonderfully told tale, full of folksy charm, respectful regional characters, and some great writing. And while it's not particularly challenging, it is relentlessly entertaining and good-natured.
I'm not a fan of IO9's design, so apologies for linking there. But, this should interest most everybody in this thread.
The 19th-century illustrator whose imagination fueled the work of H.P. Lovecraft
You've probably seen his work before. They link to a Wikipedia article with a ton of images.
There's something inherently eerie about the old wood cut illustrations.
Dore is indeed fantastic. His illustrations of industrial London are just incredible.
I just ordered 2 books:
Merkabah Rider: Tales of the High Planes Drifter, and The Mensch With No Name.
In other words, it sounds like the greatest thing ever made.Quote:
The last of an ancient order of Jewish mystics capable of extraplanar travel, The Merkabah Rider roams the demon haunted American West of 1879 in search of the renegade teacher who betrayed his enclave. But as the trail grows fresher, shadows gather, and The Hour Of The Incursion draws near... Four novella episodes in one book.
In a town hungry for blood, the Rider encounters a cult of Molech worshippers bent on human sacrifice('The Blood Libel'). A murderous, possessed gunman descends upon a mountain town, and only the Rider stands in his way ('Hell's Hired Gun'). A powerful ju ju man with powers rivalling the Rider's own holds a fledgling Mexican boomtown in his sway ('The Dust Devils'). Finally the Rider faces the Queen of Demons and a bordello full of antedelluvian succubi ('The Nightjar Women').
Started F. Paul Wilson's The Tomb, the first of the Repairman Jack series.
EDIT: not in the mood for this right now. 50 pages in and it's done nothing for me.
Picked these up today...
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That one is over 1100 pages long (a freaking mammoth) and cost me $9.99 brand new. It features stories by Raymond Chandler, Dashiel Hammett and others, as well as two full novels of the period.
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Nice! I almost bought that very Conan book yesterday.
I picked these up today:
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(I will never read that in public)
and...
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That really does look like a gay porno.
Almost done with "Monster, 1959".
Was really surprised by how sex filled it got about halfway through. There's a solid 50 pages that detail one sexual encounter after another. Nothing overly graphic, just some dirty talk and descriptions of gyrating hips and the like, but still, it was unexpected.
I'm finding much of the human story to be fairly uninteresting. Where the story really shines is dealing with K. and the way he reacts to what is happening around him.
I'm also not sold on Maine's way of "painting the time" so to speak. Each section of the book is a year (1956, 1957, 1958, and finally 1959) and each section begins with a chapter where he just lists off a bunch of important world events from that year.
I find those sections a little tedious, but luckily they're quite brief. Chapters rarely last 10 pages in this book.
Up next...
http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1179635165l/939468.jpg
This book is going to kick so much ass.
The ending to "Monster, 1959" was kind of...eh.
Maine ends it on this "flash forward" to 2059 and this tribal story that's just a repeat of a scene which occurred near the beginning of the book, in which Maine just makes a few very pedestrian "points" about story telling and its importance in culture and society.
I felt the ending of the book would have been much more affecting without that.
Maine's writing is so-so. He uses a lot of similes and metaphors that felt like quite a reach, and others that were like eighth grade lit. class examples (stuff like "soared like an eagle" and "howled like a wolf" - you couldn't think of a more interesting way to say that? Or just say "soared" and "howled"?)
I really enjoyed the semi-psychological take on the monster and the way it viewed the world. That, to me, was the most interesting aspect of the book.
Strangers on the Heights, by Manly Wade Wellman
This is a 10 out of 5.
In-freaking-credible.
Vampire, zombies, werewolves, devil worshipers, alien beings, Fortean Societies, ancient civilizations, esoteric knowledge, action, romance, bro-mance, ESP, Lovecraft, Bierce, teleportation, and arcane mysticism, all crammed into 100 pages of pure pulp, knock-yer-socks-off entertainment.
Word for word, one of the most relentlessly entertaining stories I've ever read. And while the writing itself is a little clunky - Wellman is perhaps a bit too economical with his words - it doesn't even matter because it is just all so much fun.
I just hope that I continue to discover stories this good for the rest of my life.
There is a second short story in the book called Nuisance Value, but I haven't read that yet.
You know, I think it's official: genre fiction doesn't get any better than Manly Wade Wellman.
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Finally reading this, the genesis of weird fiction, cosmic horror, and strange fantasy, without which we probably wouldn't have the Cthulhu mythos. In this short 100 page volume, Dunsany creates an entire divine cosmology on to which Lovecraft, Smith, Howard, Lumley, Dereleth, and others would add throughout the ages. Really, really good.
Quote:
In the mists before THE BEGINNING, Fate and Chance cast lots to decide whose the Game should be; and he that won strode through the mists to MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI and said: "Now make gods for Me, for I have won the cast and the Game is to be Mine." Who it was that won the cast, and whether it was Fate or whether Chance that went through the mists before THE BEGINNING to MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI—none knoweth.
Before there stood gods upon Olympus, or ever Allah was Allah, had wrought and rested MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI.
There are in Pegana Mung and Sish and Kib, and the maker of all small gods, who is MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI. Moreover, we have a faith in Roon and Slid.
And it has been said of old that all things that have been were wrought by the small gods, excepting only MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI, who made the gods and hath thereafter rested.
And none may pray to MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI but only the gods whom he hath made.
But at the Last will MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI forget to rest, and will make again new gods and other worlds, and will destroy the gods whom he hath made.
And the gods and the worlds shall depart, and there shall be only
MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI.
I am so stoked to start Merkabah Rider this weekend.
The Gods of Pagana, by Lord Dunsany
Epic in theme and scope, but told with poetic brevity, Lord Dunsany's The Gods of Pegana is one of the most beautiful books I've ever read. Within these one hundred pages, Dunsany creates a pantheon of gods and a divine cosmology that is as rich and as illustrative as any other author might have done in thousands of pages.
Written in a language inspired by the King James Bible, the book evokes an old world feeling; I felt as though I was reading a mythology that was not a hundred years old, but one that was thousands of years old. It is mystical and otherworldly, awe-inspiring and haunting.
With the written word, Dunsany breaths life into a highly imaginative, complex, and intricate mythological history of a world that never was except for in the minds of the readers and those who dream of things that exist outside of the realms of reality.
I hope this is as awesome as I am hoping it is...
http://www.innsmouthfreepress.com/bl...kabahRider.jpg
Where did you hear of that one?