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Report on Howard Days 2011, Day Two

The second day of Howard Days was pretty laid back for me.  I arrived at the Pavilion about 9:00 or so.  One of the anniversaries being celebrated this year is the 50th year since Glenn Lord’s zine The Howard Collector first appeared.  At the banquet the previous night, one of the announcements was of a new issue.  The issue went on sale at the Pavilion Saturday morning.  I, of course, bought one.  It contains the the original version of “Black Canaan” as Howard wrote it, an untitled poem that wasn’t included in the collected poetry, an untitled Breckenridge Elkins fragment, and a drawing by Howard.  If I heard correctly, there are only 200 copies.  I don’t have information about purchasing, so if someone reading does have that information, I would appreciate it if you could put it in a comment.

 The Barbarian Festival was moved from downtown to Treadway Park just down the road from the house.  I intended to swing by but never made it.  I got to talking to several folks, including Paul Herman of the Foundation, Willie Siros and Scott Cupp of Adventures in Crime and Space Books, and author James ReasonerDave Hardy joined in the conversation shortly before we adjourned to The Staghorn Cafe for lunch and more conversation.  If you’ve been to Cross Plains and not stopped in for their chicken fired steak, you’ve missed out.  The Staghorn was named an honorable mention in Texas Monthly‘s list of the 40 Best Small Town Cafes in Texas.  If you think about how many small towns there are in Texas, you’ll realize that’s no small accomplishment.

I don’t have many pictures for two reasons.  One is that people sitting around talking generally don’t make for exciting photos.  The other is that my camera had gotten turned on and by the time I discovered it, the battery was dead.  I do have a couple of pictures from my phone of the signing and the ascent of Caddo Peak. 

After lunch Scott and I decided to take in the new art museum.  One of the ladies in town has taken the old Methodist church building and converted it into a museum.  It exceeded my expectations, containing some very nice pieces.  I bought my wife a bracelet, just to say “Thank You” for allowing me to abandon her at my parents’ house while I went off and had fun.

While there we ran into Mark Finn (interviewed here and here).  Mark and I agreed that you should always have some money tucked away for emergencies and that a new issue of The Howard Collector you weren’t expecting constituted an emergency. 

We went back to the Pavilion and sat around talking for a bit.  I got the contributors who were there to sign my copy of Dreams in the Fire, the new anthology of original fiction by current and former REHupans.  Look for a review here in the next week to ten days.  

I was having such an enjoyable time visiting with friends that I never made it to the library and the panels held there.  Those included Paul Sammon on Conan Movie History, Howard Fandom with Damon and Dennis, and REH Historical Poetry with Barbara Barrett, Alan Birkelbach, and Frank Coffman.

Book signing at the Pavilion

The last panel of the day was held at the Pavilion.  Rusty Burke, Fred Malmberg, and Paul Herman discussed what’s happening with REH.  Some of the upcoming projects include a new Kull movie, a new edition of the collected poetry that will include all of the poems discovered since the last volume (now out of print) was published, Mark Finn’s biography, Howard’s biographical writings which will include Post Oaks and Sand Roughs, a collection of Howard’s spicy stories in their original form (racier than the published versions), and a collection of all of Howard’s science fiction.  Lots of good stuff to look forward to.

There was a brief signing of Dreams in the Fire, then everyone headed out to the barbeque.  The picture above is of the signing.  The people at the table in front are, from left to right, Amy Kerr, Mark Finn, Angeline Hawkes, Christopher Fulbright, Gary Romeo (in the purple shirt).  The gentleman on the right side of the picture in the black T-shirt and tan shorts facing to the left is Rob Roehm.  If you look carefully, you can see the bottom of the Howard house on the right side.  The rest of the house is lost in the glare.

Before we ate, there was the traditional assault on Caddo Peak.  This is the west peak.  The east peak is owned by someone else who doesn’t want a bunch of folks traipsing around.  Makes sense seeing as how he has cattle grazing there.  The heat wasn’t too bad.  I think it was around the upper 90s but the breeze and low humidity allowed the evaporative cooling to offset the discomfort. 

Al Harron and Miguel Martins atop Caddo Peak

When we got to the top, one gentleman passed around a small bottle of scotch.  We each took a sip and toasted our achievement (not keeling over from heatstroke).  I’ve forgotten the gentleman’s name, but if he happens to read this, many thanks, sir.  I found a nice multi-fossil specimen; Al Harron kindly identified some components. 

View from Caddo Peak looking east towards Cross Plains

After that we headed down to an excellent dinner of brisket and sausage with all the fixings.  Paul Sammon sat at the table I was at, and he, Willie Siros, and Scott Cupp talked about writers they’d known who are no longer with us.  People like Phillip K. Dick, R. A. Lafferty, Karl Edward Wagner, and Theodore Sturgeon.  I was insanely jealous that they had known these men.  It was a wonderful meal and conversation, and I hope Paul will take the time to write some of his memories down.  One thing that frustrates me is how much oral history has been lost in the science fiction and fantasy fields because no one has bothered to write things down.

Sunset

When the meal was over, we went and watched the Sun set.  Then those who were so inclined headed back to the Pavilion.  I went for a few minutes but didn’t stay long since I had an hour’s drive in the dark ahead of me and didn’t want to sleep at the wheel.  I got Barbara Barrett to sign Dreams in the Fire since she hadn’t been at the signing earlier and chatted for a few minutes with Damon Sasser.  Last year, Dave Hardy provided some homemade mead.  It was good, but this year’s batch was better.  I had a taste and really wished I didn’t have to drive.  I would have loved to have some more.  Thanks for bringing it, Dave.  I need to get the recipe from you.

Then I hit the road, and Howard Days 2011 became a memory, at least for me.  But a very good memory…

Report on Howard Days 2011, Day One

The side of the Cross Plains library

Robert E. Howard Days 2011 was a great success, at least in my opinion.  The weather was hot, but not humid, and the breeze helped keep things cool.  Some people might say we had wind, but since the sky didn’t turn brown from dust like it has for the last few months where I live, I’ll say we only had a breeze in Cross Plains.

Festivities started on Thursday night, but I wasn’t able to arrive until Friday morning.  I’ll report on what I participated in.  Al Harron, at The Blog That Time Forgot, has posted daily summaries, starting with this one for Thursday.  Al and I participated in some of the same activities but also a number of different ones, so check out his posts as well.  Others will be posting their reports, and I’ll try to provide links throughout the week as I become aware of them.

I’ll put in more photos than I usually do, at least for the first day.  My camera battery died on the second day, so all I have are a few photos I took with my phone.  I’ll put the best of those in.

I got to the Pavilion shortly before 9:00 a.m.  Several familiar faces were already there.  I grabbed a donut and coffee and began saying hello after swinging by the bin with the issues of The Cimmerian for sale.   I picked up a few and began mingling.  One of the people I had the pleasure of meeting was Miguel Martins.  Rusty Burke was leading a trailer tour again this year.  Until last year, this was known as The Walking Tour, but a trailer with chairs on it has taken its place.  And a good thing, too.  Even though it was still relatively cool at this time in the morning (low 80s Fahrenheit), it would have been hotter than that before the tour was over.

House where Novalyne Price lived

Just before the tour started Al Harron, arrived.  I met Al last year and made it a point of saying hello before we left.  The tour was packed.  All the chairs on the trailer were taken and four people were piled into the bed of the pickup towing us.  We went by the cemetery (the Howards are all buried in Brownwood) and behind downtown, crossed the highway, and went by the house where Novalyne Price lived while she worked as a teacher at Cross Plains High School from 1934-1936.  That’s her room on the right with the air conditioner sticking out of the window.  If you haven’t read her memoir about her relationship with Bob,  One Who Walked Alone: Robert E. Howard the Final Years, you should.  It formed the basis of the movie The Whole Wide World, starring Vincent D’Onofrio and an at the time nearly unknown actress named Renee Zellweger. 

Rusty Burke leading the Trailer Tour

We also saw the building where the dry-cleaning business Bob worked at was once located, the location of the drug store where he once worked, and the building where he had his stenography business. Trying to take phhotos from a moving trailer turned out to be harder than I thought, so I don’t have many.

After we returned to the Pavilion, I wandered through the Howard house.  There were a number of new docents this year.  The gift shop had the usual number of books and zines, as well as copies of The Whole Wide World and various T-shirts and caps.

Hester’s room, left side
Hester’s room, right side

 I’ve included three photos from the house.  The first is of the left side of Hester’s room, taken from the doorway.  This is the front bedroom that looks out on the porch.  When you enter the house through the front door, you face a long hall with the living room on the right and Hester and Isaac’s room on the left.

The second photo is the right hand side of the room.  Off to the right, out of the field of view, is a dresser.  There’s a small closet to the left of the bedroom door.  As you can see, the room would be considered small by today’s standards.  My memory says that the bed was in front of the window on previous visits rather than to the side, but I’m not sure.  I’ll have to see if I can locate some photos from a previous visit.

The window on the right looks out on what was originally a porch.  It became Bob’s room.  You can see a trunk through the window if you look carefully.

The third photo is looking into Bob’s room.  The brightly lit window looks out onto the side yard.  The windows on the right have a picture of what the backyard would have looked like in the 30s.  A later owner of the house added a room which is now the gift shop.  The typewriter and writing table on the right are the originals.  The original table was sold or given to someone who cut the legs off to make it into a coffee table.  There is a typewriter whose owner claims is Howards, but last year Paul Sammons found a typewriter which may be the original one.  That question has yet to be answered conclusively.  The books on the dresser on the left are copies of ones Bob was known to have owned, although they are not original.  Until you stand in front of it, it’s hard to imagine how small Bob’s bedroom is by contemporary standards.  If I had to live in such a cramped space I think I would imagine being a wanderer.  It’s no wonder he spent so much time in his car driving around the countryside.

Bob’s room

Then it was time for the morning’s panel, which was held at the library.  Rusty Burke and Bill Cavalier related how the first Howard Days came about.  It was a group of fans who wanted to see where Robert E. Howard had written his tales of Kull, Solomon Kane, and Conan.

After the panel, I gave a ride back to the Pavilion to some friends, stopping at the Post Office on the way.  Each year the Cross Plains Post Office commemorates Howard Days with a unique postal cancellation.  I had missed the cancellation on previous visits, but this year I managed to get two post cards and an envelope with the cancellation.  They’re going to go into frames.

Lunch was chili dogs with all the fixings at the Pavilion.  Then it was back to the library for panels on They Kept the Legacy Alive with Damon Sasser, Dennis McHaney, Lee Breakiron, and Bill Cavalier and Howard’s Historicals with Barbara Barret and Amy Kerr.  I was late and missed most of the first panel, but caught all of the ladies’ panel.  Each focused on one of Bob’s strong women characters.  These ladies know their stuff.

Cross Plains has a top notch library.  It was one of the three finalists last year for Best Small Town Library in the US.  I took a minute to look at some of the pulps  and books the library put on display.  They have quite an extensive collection of Howard’s publications.  These usually stay locked up in the bank vault, but the library puts them on display for Howard Days.  Closely watched, of course.  Here are some shots of what they have.  I turn green with envy every time I see them.

Cross Plains Library collection

More of the collection
Original publication of some of Bob’s work

They don’t make covers like this anymore.  Sigh.

The last item of the afternoon was the trailer for the new Conan movie in the high school auditorium.  Specifically, the “Red Band” trailer, or the R-rated trailer in other words.  Fred Malmberg of Paradox Entertainment led the discussion.  Star Jason Mamoa had wanted to be there but was unable to due to a wedding he needed to attend.  He did send a video clip clip greeting, which was pretty cool.  I’ve got pictures of some of hte pro0ps they had on hand.  I’ll post those later this week or early next week.  We were told we could take pictures but were asked not to post them until late this week.  They hadn’t been publicly shown before.

Miguel asked me after it was over what I thought.  I said that it will be visually stunning and would probably be a good movie about a character named Conan.  Whether that character had any resemblance to a character of the same name created by Robert E. Howard remained to be seen.  
I went back to the pavilion and visited with friends for a little while, then proceeded on to the banquet.  Like last year, the food was good, fajitas with rice and beans.  Fred Malmberg sat across and and one seat down from me, so I got to talk with him some.  He seems to be very knowledgeable about Howard’s works and wants to have them adapted faithfully to the screen.  I gained some insight into how the whole process of bringing a property to film works from talking to him.  Paul Herman presented the Robert E. Howard Foundation scholarship.  This is a $1000 scholarship presented each year to the winner of an essay contest.  This year’s winner read her essay, which was over one of Howard’s poems. 

Dennis McHaney

Damon Sasser

Guests Dennis McHaney and Damon Sasser gave gave brief speeches on how they came to be involved in Howard fandom.  The silent auction was didn’t seem to have as much stuff as last year, or maybe I had better self control.  I didn’t get everything I bid on, but I did okay.  The auction is a fundraiser for Project Pride, the community development organization that hosts Howard Days.  I heard the next day they raised over $1500.  If that’s not correct, someone please let me know. 

Al Harron accepting his award

The Robert E. Howard Foundation Awards were announced.  Rob Roehm won more than anyone, but there were a number of other winners as well.  I don’t have a complete list, but I will post a link when the Foundation posts them.  Two of the most surprised winners were David Hardy and Al Harron. That’s Al accepting his award in the photo. 

Bill Cavalier

Bill Cavalier received the Black Circle Award, which is for lifetime achievement.  It’s not easy to win.  You have to be nominated one year and then receive a certain percentage of the vote the next.  That’s him holding it up.

Adventures Fantastic would like to congratulate all of the winners.

After the awards, those of us who didn’t have a long drive went to the Pavilion for the poetry throwdown.  I was tired and decided not to push my luck and headed on home.

I’ll write about the second day in a followup post.

Back From Howard Days

I returned from Howard Days a few hours ago and have been playing catch up on email and other online things.  I stayed at my parents’ house in Breckenridge, like I usually do.  (Their internet connection was shot, hence the playing catch-up now, and the repairman didn’t show up when scheduled.)  It’s an hour’s drive away, but the rate I get on the room is good and I can make the trip into a family trip that I sneak off from to go to Cross Plains.  Unfortunately I tend to miss the late conversations at the Pavilion.  I’ve driven and slept at the same time before, and it’s not an experience I want to repeat.  I’ll be posting a report over the next couple of days.  I took plenty of pictures (until the battery on my camera died; it had gotten turned on without my realizing it).  Afterwards, I had to use the camera on my phone.  Those will be going up over the next few days.

Vikings and Werewolves and Loki

Wolfsangel
M. D. Lachlan
Pyr, 355 p., $16

If you like Vikings, werewolves, or Norse mythology, then this is the book for you.  

Wolfsangel opens with a bloody Viking raid on a small Anglo-Saxon settlement.  Authun, the king leading the raid, gives his men orders to kill everyone except the children.  He’s looking for a prophesied male infant, one supposed to have been stolen from the gods.  If he takes the child, the boy will grow up to lead his people to glory, or so he believes.  What he ends up with are two infants, twin brothers.  Not knowing which one is the one he wants, he takes them both along with their mother.  He leaves his men to die.

It gets darker from there.

Authun takes his prisoners to the witches who first told him the prophecy.  They aren’t nice ladies.  They are pure evil, although to Lachlan’s credit, their evil is not without motivation.  Several layers of motivation, in fact.  The witches keep the woman and one of the boys.  Authun returns home with the other.

Skip ahead a few years.  The child Authun ended up with,Vali, spends his youth as a hostage in the court of Forkbeard, an allied king.  Vali is betrothed to Forkbeard’s daughter, who is still a child.  He’s in love with a farm girl, Adisla.  His brother, Feileg, was sent by the witches to be raised by beserkers until a certain age, at which time he was abandoned.  He was then raised by a lone man who dressed as a wolf.  Mom is still a prisoner of the witches.

Things begin to come together when Vali is sent to prove his manhood and worthiness by capturing a wolf-man who is terrorizing travelers.  Of course the wolf man is Feilig.  If he fails, the Forkbeard will sacrifice Adisla to Odin.

This sets off a chain of events to fulfill a prophecy concerning Odin, Loki, and the twins.  One of  them will become a notorious wolf.  Fenris.

Lachlan could have brought the werewolf into the story much earlier than he does.  Instead he chose to wait, building the tension and the growing horror of what’s happening to one of the boys, now young men.  The transformation isn’t instantaneous but evolves over a period of time.  I found this to be an effective approach.

This is a complex novel of multiple layers filled with betrayals, forbidden love, and fate.  I’m not sure I could summarize it more effectively if I tried to give more detail.  It can’t simply be read as an adventure story because there are too many characters with hidden agendas and your understanding of things will change by the time you finish the book.  That’s no reason of course to not read it.  Just don’t expect light bedtime reading.  You need to pay attention, so make sure you’re alert.

This is an extremely dark and, as the blurb from Joe Abercrombie on the front cover says, savage book.  Don’t read it if you’re squeamish.  Of course, if you read this blog, you probably aren’t squeamish.  It’s the first in a series.  I’m curious to see where it goes.
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Robert E. Howard, L. Sprague de Camp, and Hawks

This year marks a number of anniversaries in Robert E. Howard fandom:  25 years of Howard Days in Cross Plains, 50 years since the first publication of Glenn Lord’s The Howard Collector, 75 years of Robert E. Howard’s Legacy, and 100 years since the founding of Cross Plains.  In addition to these, this year is the 40th anniversary of Marvel Comics bringing Conan to comics and the 45th year since the Lancer publication of Conan the Adventurer.  It’s the last that’s of interest to us in this post. 

Or to be more precise, it’s the stories that L. Sprague de Camp either finished or rewrote that we’re going to take a look at.  Specifically, “Hawks Over Shem”, which was a rewrite of an unsold historical adventure entitled “Hawks Over Egypt”.  Those of you who are familiar with the Lancer (later Ace) editions might be saying, “Wait a minute, that story is in Conan the Freebooter“, and you’d be correct.

I was reading “Hawks Over Egypt”, remembered it was one of the stories de Camp had rewritten, and thought a post about the changes he’d made might be of interest to some of you, especially since this was the 45th anniversary of the Lancer editions.

So let’s take a look at what de Camp changed.  As you might suspect, there will be spoilers.

“Hawks Over Egypt” is currently available in the Del Rey collection Sword Woman and Other Historical Adventures as  well as Lord of Samarcand and Other Adventure Tales of the Old Orient (The Works of Robert E. Howard) from Bison Books. 

The story was probably written in 1932 or 1933, although I’ve not found a definite date (if I do I’ll correct this post).  Howard had been submitting, and selling, his historical adventures to Oriental Stories (later renamed Magic Carpet), but the Depression put an end to that publication in 1933, with the last issue being January 1934. 

The story as Howard originally wrote it had seven numbered chapters.  In the first chapter, two men have an encounter in a dark alley in Cairo.  The Turk, Al Afdhal, accuses the Moor of following him. The Moor denies it, and the men are about to come to blows when they are set upon by three Sudanese, who are looking for one of them, Al Afdhal as it turns out.  The largest of the three attacks the Moor, who quickly dispatches him and intervenes to save the Turk.  They retire to an illegal tavern.  The caliph has banned the sale and consumption of alcohol.  (An echo of Prohibition, perhaps?)  There Al Afdhal reveals that he knows the Moor isn’t a Moor but a Christian.  The supposed Moor turns out to be Diego de Guzman, and he’s in town looking to settle a score with one Zahir el Gazi, who is currently on of the three general helping the caliph, Al Hakim, maintain his reign of terror on the city.  The other two are the Sudani Othman and the Turk Es Salih Muhammad.  The chapter ends with Al Afdhal pledging his help to de Guzman.

The second chapter finds a woman, Zaida, roaming the streets.  This is an offense punishable by death.  Al Hakim is mad and has decreed that women should not be out, day or night.  Zaida has no choice.  She was the mistress of el Gazi until he tired of her and turned her out.  She encounters a cloaked man who turns out to be the caliph, prowling the streets to see if his edicts are being obeyed.  In order to save her life, Zaida convinces him he is the embodiment of Allah.  (This isn’t hard to do.)  To reward her for being the first to recognize his divinity, she becomes his new consort, replacing a very jealous woman named Zulaikha.

In Howard’s version he opens Chapter 3 with a description of what the world political situation is like in the year of the story, 1021.  This type of infodump was a common practice in those days, especially in historical fiction.  It served in this case to give insight into the motivation of some of the characters in what follows without interrupting the action later.  The chapter proceeds with Al Afdhal leading de Guzman through a secret tunnel into the former palace of Es Salih Muhammad, which is now occupied by el Gazi since he has risen in the caliph’s favor above Muhammad.  After killing a guard, they find the el Gazi alone.  De Guzman engages him in a sword fight, eventually killing him, but not before el Gazi brags of the caliph’s plans to form an army and invade Spain.  De Guzman knows Spain is too fractured politically to be able to defend itself against a united attack.  He makes it his mission to stop Al Hakim.  The only way to do this is to kill him, since he’s mad.

In Chapter 4, the city of Cairo erupts in rioting after Al Hakim proclaims himself God.  De Guzman listens in on the talk and rumor and decides the best way to get to Al Hakim is through Zulaikha, who is furious over being deposed by Zaida.  He goes in search of her.

Meanwhile in Chapter 5, Al Hakim decides its beneath his godhood to mate with a mortal and gives Zaida to Othman.  While taking Zaida back to his palace, Othman is confronted by Zulaikha, who buys Zaida from him with the added incentive of threatening to tell el Gazi’s followers that Othman killed el Gazi.

Chapter 6 finds Zulaikha torturing Zaida.  Othman bursts in, kills Zulaikha.  De Guzman enters at this point, sees a black man attacking a white woman, and kills Othman.  He releases Zaida from her bonds but shows no further interest in her, even though she’s beautiful, tied down, and naked.  He’s that bent on stopping the invasion of Spain.  Al Afdhal shows up, and de Guzman reveals that he’s known the man to be the third general, Es Salih Muhammad.  De Guzman manages to convince Muhammad to kill Al Hakim, forgo the invasion, and rule Cairo as the caliph. 

Chapter 7 is fairly short.  Zaida makes her way back to Al Hakim, convinces him she’s leading him to safety, and stabs him.  De Guzman and Muhammad take over the city.

That’s the story as Howard basically wrote it.  My synopsis doesn’t do it justice.  It’s more detailed and complex than I’ve made it sound.  In the interest of length, I’ve only hit the high points and have left out some minor plot elements.

So now let’s look at what de Camp did to make the story a Conan story.  Although he has his defenders, primarily Gary Romeo, de Camp has taken a huge amount of flack over the years because of his heavy handed editing and revision of Howard and for his Howard biography Dark Valley Destiny.  The bulk of this controversy is outside the scope of this essay.

What we want to look at here is how de Camp changed “Hawks Over Egypt” when he rewrote it as “Hawks Over Shem” to make it a Conan story.  It was the lead story in the Conan the Freebooter.  There are enough characters in this tale that I’m not going to give the names of any other than Conan simply to keep things from getting too confusing.

There are no chapter breaks in the rewrite.  Instead there are merely line breaks denoting scene changes.  Also, the historical summary of  1021 has been deleted, which is not surprising since Conan’s world isn’t the real world, only an imaginary analogy.  At least de Camp didn’t try to rewrite that portion.

One of the first changes is in the opening scene, when instead of about to fight, the man who turns about to be Conan (de Guzman in the original), has beaten his opponent without killing him.  They are then set upon by not three but four Kushites.  I guess de Camp added the fourth to show what a badass Conan is.  This causes de Camp to rewrite that part of the fight.

Here’s a small part of  Howard’s original version.  De Guzman “…did not await the attack.  With a snarling oath, he ran at the approaching colossus and slashed furiously at his head.  The black man caught the stroke on his uplifted blade, and grunted beneath the impact.  But the next instant, with a crafty twist and wrench, he had locked the Moor’s blade under his guard and torn the weapon from his opponent’s hand, to fall ringing on the stones.  A searing curse ripped from [de Guzman’s] lips.  He had not expected to encounter such a combination of skill and brute strength.  But fired to fighting madness, he did not hesitate.  Even as the giant swept the broad scimitar aloft, the Moor sprang in under his lifted arm, shouting a wild war-cry, and drove his poniard to the hilt in the negro’s broad breast.”

And here’s a bit of de Camp, when Conan dispatches the second attacker, the one that matches the description of the attacker in the original:  “As the stranger struck, so did the giant, with a long forehand sweep that should have cut the stranger in two at the waist.  But, despite his size, the stranger moved even faster than the blade as it hissed through the night air.  He dropped to the ground in a crouch so that the scimitar passed over him.  As he squatted in front of his antagonist, he struck at the black’s legs.  The blade bit into muscle and bone.  As the black reeled on his wounded leg and swung his sword up for another slash, the stranger sprung up and in, under the lifted arm and drove his blade to the hilt in the Negro’s chest.”

See the similarities?  You do?  What have you been smoking?  It’s not even the same fight.  De Camp does have the fight end with a paraphrase Howard’s words, but everything that came before was completely rewritten. 

And it didn’t have to be!  There was absolutely nothing wrong with Howard’s prose.  It flowed, it pulled the reader in, it was good.  De Camp’s isn’t bad, but Howard’s was better.  And why add an opponent to the fight?  It didn’t serve any purpose as far as plot is concerned.

In the interest of time, I won’t detail all the changes.  Some of them were necessary to change the setting of the story from the real world to the Hyborian world. Others were completely unnecessary or inconsistent with Conan’s character.  For instance, the el Gazi character in both stories sets events in motion with an ambush.  De Guzman survives and is taken prisoner, only managing to obtain his freedom and come to Cairo a few years later.  Conan feigns death on the battlefield and trots into town a few months after the ambush.  Conan?  Playing dead on a battlefield?  Give me a break.

The scenes with Zaida are placed in the text in a different order.  She is also present when Conan and the Al Adfhar character burst in on the el Gazi character but escapes.  She wasn’t present in the original.  De Camp placed her here to give Conan motivation for staying after he extracts his revenge.  He wants to claim her as his own.  Conan would have no interest in stopping an invasion and most likely would have signed on to fight.

The biggest change is in the ending.  The Zulaikha stand-in is a witch in de Camp’s version.  She is summoning up some sort of creature when she’s killed.  The fight that follows between Conan and the Othman character ends not with Conan killing him, but with a creature of smoke rising up and enveloping him, draining the blood and bones from his body.  Blood sucking smoke monsters aren’t that original; Howard would have done better.  Conan frees the girl he has come there to find.  She wants him to plunder the house and run away with her; he prefers them to stay so he can be co-ruler of the city.  Then the dead body of Zulaikha rises up and runs out of the room.  Conan changes his mind and hits the road.

In the end, the mad caliph isn’t stabbed by the girl he spurned but is instead run off of a tower to his death by a mob.  A complete rewrite by de Camp.  Again, the original ending was better and would have been consistent with Conan.  Not all the villains in the Conan stories are killed by Conan IIRC.

The changes de Camp made to “Hawks Over Egypt” in turning it into a Conan story were pretty substantial.  The plot had to be significantly altered in places to make it work, and there are times when Conan’s character just isn’t all that consistent with the way Howard wrote him.  What’s more, the passages de Camp inserted aren’t as well written as Howard’s.  They tend to stand out in places. 

When de Camp was putting together the Lancer Conan books, there wasn’t much Howard in print, to put it mildly, nor was the possibility of bringing some of Howard’s other work into print a guarantee.  The first Howard boom was still a few years off.  I can understand the temptation to alter some of the unpublished historical adventures to make them Conan stories. Publishing standards in those days tended to demand books that would be considered thin or short by today’s standards.  L. Sprague de Camp was trying to impose an internal chronology on Conan and fill in what he viewed to be gaps.  Such a project would naturally require new content, and the lengths of books publishers were willing to publish mandated more books than the three Del Rey has published..  I can understand that.  I really can.  I just can’t condone it. 

I met the de Camps several times during their last decade and found them both to be cultured, erudite, and easily approachable.  Also, I’ve enjoyed many of de Camp’s original works and wish more were in print.  But I just can’t sanction him taking such liberties with Conan.  The problem with changing a tale set in the historical world and transforming it into a fantasy starring an established character in an imaginary world with its own detailed geography and history is that you have to make so many changes to the plot and/or the characters to make it fit.  If de Guzman had been more Conan-esque, it might have worked in this case.  But a careful reading of both stories will show that de Guzman and Conan aren’t the same; their personalities are too different. 

In my opinion, there hasn’t been anyone who can successfully imitate Howard.  The unique elements that came together to produce the man also produced the writing style.  The two cannot be separated.  So far, no one who has tried has been able to match that style.  I doubt there ever will be anyone who can.  De Camp and Lin Carter certainly couldn’t, and de Camp, despite his butchering of Howard’s prose, was an accomplished writer.  One whose original works were important and should be read today.  Just not his Conan pastiches.  Most people who have read Carter (and I admit I haven’t), at least those I’ve talked to, wouldn’t give him that much credit.

Personally, I prefer the original version of this story, the straight historical.  And that goes for all of Howard’s works that have been changed, edited, or adapted.

Leigh Brackett

I’m still working on a post about Robert E. Howard and L. Sprague de Camp that probably won’t be done before tomorrow.  In the meantime, John M. Whalen has posted an article about Leigh Brackett and her character Eric John Stark over at Home of Heroics.  If you’ve not read Brackett, you’ve missed out, although you’re probably familiar with her work.  She wrote or co-wrote the screenplays to such movies as The Big Sleep (starring Humphrey Bogart), Rio Bravo (with some guy named John Wayne), and the first draft of an obscure film entitled The Empire Strikes Back.  In other words, she worked with the best.  Her collected short fiction is available from Haffner Presss and the Eric John Stark books are available from Paizo/Planet Stories as well as some other work.  Go read what John has to say and if you’ve not read her before, see if she’s not the type of writer whose works you want on your shelf.

Jim Cornelius and Frontier Partisans

Former blogger for The Cimmerian Jim Cornelius has a new blog that just launched on June 1.  It’s called Frontier Partisans, and if you have an interest in the men and women of the various frontiers throughout history, you really should check it out.  It’s well put together, informative, and fascinating.  Since historical adventure is supposed to be one of the foci of Adventures Fantastic (I know, I know, I need to emphasize that aspect more), I would be remiss if I failed to encourage you to spend time there and give Jim your support.

The Changing World of Publishing

Kris Rusch has been doing a series over at The Business Rusch about how publishing is changing.  Over the last few weeks, she’s written about agents.  Here’s the latest that just went up.  There are links in it to the earlier installments.

Why am I writing about this here?  Two reasons. 

First, I know some of the people who read this blog are aspiring writers.  The best thing you can be is informed.  The publishing world is changing rapidly right now, and old business models are no longer viable.  Some business people (agents, publishers, and some writers, in this case) aren’t dealing well with the change.  Whether you agree with everything Kris says or not, she’s got a lot of thought provoking things to say.  If you want to be published, and I hope you become published because we need more of the type of fiction Adventures Fantastic deals with, then you owe it yourself to know your business inside and out.

Second, the way we read  and buy books is going to change as publishing changes.  Knowing what’s happening in the industry, at least to a general extent, is probably a good thing for the general reader because he/she will understand why certain desired titles aren’t available, why some ebooks have inflated prices, and why some authors’ backlists are available and others’ aren’t.

So check out what Rusch has to say.  She’s a long time pro who has been author, editor, and publisher in this field.  She’s got the credentials and she knows what she’s talking about.

End of sermon.

The Greatest Show…Anywhere

A few weeks ago, when I was doing the series Seven Days of Online Fiction, I looked at what was the then current issue of Beneath Ceaseless Skies on Day 1.  Because I wasn’t reviewing series fiction as part of the Seven Days, I only examined one story.  The one I didn’t look at was “The Finest Spectacle Anywhere” by Genevieve Valentine.  After I posted the review, the editor, Scott Andrews, kindly sent me an email telling me the story was self-contained. 

I’d intended to go back and look at the story.  Then Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey circus came to town.  They’re set up at the coliseum getting ready for a series of performances that start tomorrow.  I’ve been driving by the elephants going to and from work every day this week.  What better motivation to visit a circus in a fantasy world?

“The Finest Spectacle Anywhere” concerns a small traveling sideshow in a world torn by war for decades.  In addition to performing, they also scavenge the ruins.  The viewpoint character is known as Little George.  He’s sort of the roustabout, but he wants to be a performer.  The only way to do that is have Boss perform some type of operation on him to replace his bones with copper.  The trapeze artist, Elena, doesn’t want him to have the operation.  There’s some uncertainty as who is actually in charge, Boss or Elena.

Little George doesn’t get much respect.  He gets even less when juggler Peter joins the troupe.  Of course Peter is up to no good, and Little George seems to be the only one who suspects.  Things proceed in a fairly straightforward manner from this point, so I’ll not say anymore about the plot.

This story is rather short, and as a result, we don’t learn a great deal about some of the members of the circus.  And by the end, they’re calling themselves a circus, not a sideshow.  There’s some significance to that.  Sideshows and circuses seem to have different military and political implications in this world.  Valentine implies there will be consequences of this change in title, some good, some bad.

And that in many ways is one of the more intriguing things about the story.  The world. We’re not told if this is a future Earth or a secondary fantasy world.  Well, not in this tale at any rate.  There’s a previous story, “Bread and Circuses” in an earlier issue of BCS as well as a novel, Mechanique:  A Tale of the Circus Tresaulti, which was released earlier this year.  I think I’m going to have to check them out.  Valentine gives just enough hints about the characters that I want to know more about them.  Especially Panadrome, who has some sort of accordion built into his body.  This was a glimpse into a fascinating world, and I’m going to take the opportunity to go back and visit.