Hey, folks, the Chicken Fried Cthulhu Kickstarter has 25 hours left as I write this and is still a ways from funding. This is an anthology of southwestern flavored Cthulhu and Lovecraft themed stories. It’s set to premiere at the World Fantasy Convention in San Antonio this year.
If it funds. It’s from the same crew that brought you Skelos, and there’s an impressive lineup of authors listed, including Robert E. Howard and Joe Lansdale. Part of the reason the goal is so high is that the editors want to pay the authors professional rates, and that takes money.
So if you’ve been thinking about pledging, please do so. I would really like to see this project get off the ground. I am not an author in the anthology and my only connection to the project is that I’m friends with the guys putting it together. I just want to read the stories.
It’s been decades since the events in Maplecroft. Lizzie Borden lives a quiet, reclusive life alone in her mansion. But she keeps up with events in the outside world through magazines, journals, and newspapers that arrive via the US Postal Service.
So when she starts reading reports of a serial axe murderer terrorizing Birmingham, Alabama, it gets her attention. (Turns out he’s one of the good guys. Really.) Especially when she starts to see other references to Birmingham, references about a dark cult that meets in an old church out in the woods at a place called Chapelwood.
Then she gets a telephone call from her old friend, Inspector Simon Wolf. He’s in Birmingham investigating the death of a friend, a priest who was gunned down on the steps of his church in broad daylight. Before he died, the priest had written Wolf, asking for his assistance.
Wolf thinks all of the events in Birmingham are related. And he wants Lizzie’s help. It looks like Lizzie is going to get to swing her axe one more time.
This past weekend my son had a dive meet in Corpus Christi. (That was why some of my responses to comments in the last post were a little short. I was replying from my phone, something I hate.)
Anyway, afternoons were free tome. On Friday we went to the aquarium. The octopus, as seen in the first photo was calm and not moving when I walked up. You can just see it in the front to the left of the red ball.
Every time I’ve seen an octopus in an aquarium, assuming it wasn’t hiding and I could see it at all, it was usually not moving much. If it did move, it would be moving slowly.
Right after I walked up and took that picture, the octopus went berzerk became very active.
Now I’m not sure why it would react this way. The flash on the camera didn’t go off when I too the first picture, nor did it go off when I took the second. You can see it pushing its head against the glass.
It sure seemed to be trying to get at me through the glass for some reason…
I read this story for the first time recently in the Ballantine Adult Fantasy collection The Spawn of Cthulhu. (The subject of my next BAF post for Black Gate.) Just from the title, I could have sworn I’d read it before, but I think I would have remembered this one.
“The Children of the Night” was first published in Weird Tales in the April-May issue of 1931. It’s an interesting little story in that it ties two of Howard’s series characters in with H. P. Lovecraft’s Cthulhu Mythos. Continue reading →
Well, sort of. Cthulhu doesn’t actually appear in this book, nor is he even mentioned by name. But a Cthulhu-esque (totally a word) miasma permeates the corners and recesses of the novel, gradually becoming more palpable and easily felt, driving to madness those to whom is it their ill-fortune to endure.
Excuse me. I’m not sure what came over me there in that last sentence. The prose in this novel is much (much) better.
The idea behind Maplecroft is at once both so brilliantly original and originally brilliant that I have to wonder that no one has thought of it before. It seems so obvious. Fall River is in Lovecraft country, or at least close enough to it as to make no difference, and the infamous events of 1892 are perfect for blending fiction with history. Continue reading →