Archive for January, 2010
Please Allow Me To Introduce Myself
By Marc Colten Charlie Peterson was our office “money man” (every office has one). All he thought about, or at least talked about, was how he was going to be rich someday. The rest of us hoped for, at best, a comfortable retirement, either through pensions, 401(k)s, IRAs or possibly the lottery, which was the [...]
31Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Challenge from Beyond
by Robert E. Howard George Campbell opened sleep-fogged eyes upon darkness and lay gazing out of the tent flap upon the pale August night for some minutes before he roused enough even to wonder what had wakened him. There was in the keen, clear air of these Canadian woods a soporific as potent as any [...]
31Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedAngel
By N.D. Gundersen Prologue The chill of autumn had arrived early this year, and its touch could be felt throughout the elements, the conditions, that defined the human world. It drained the green from the leaves. Undermined the heat of the sun. And throughout the mornings, its gusts of wind pricked at the flesh of [...]
30Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Crawling Chaos
by H. P. Lovecraft Of the pleasures and pains of opium much has been written. The ecstasies and horrors of De Quincey and the paradis artificiels of Baudelaire are preserved and interpreted with an art which makes them immortal, and the world knows well the beauty, the terror and the mystery of those obscure realms [...]
30Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedDescent into Madness
By Steve Carvajal October 5th, 1879 I’m home again and everything is fine. The doctors have pronounced me fit as a fiddle, and we’re ready to get on with our lives. Martha has been so kind and patient through my long and arduous recovery. I am so glad that we are together again and I [...]
30Jan2010 | Editor | 2 comments | Continued
Obelisk at Gardens of the Schonbrunn Palace – Vienna, Austria
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30Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | Continued
Kunsthistorisches Museum – Vienna, Austria
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30Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedDamned Love
By Zachary Fitzner He had been in love once; he pondered this thought, the sound of slot machines hypnotic, his mind drifted away. He was a pale man standing alone at a bar at the end of a casino on the ground floor of a hotel. It was a large nameless hotel lost among the [...]
29Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Curse of Yig
By H. P. Lovecraft and Zealia Bishop In 1925 I went into Oklahoma looking for snake lore, and I came out with a fear of snakes that will last me the rest of my life. I admit it is foolish, since there are natural explanations for everything I saw and heard, but it masters me [...]
29Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedA Scroll from the Editor’s Crypt
Greetings! This first month of Necrology Shorts has been going great! I want to thank all the writers submitting work! Writing contests are already in the works for each month, they should start fairly soon. We may also start offering payments for accepted submissions by the end of this year. That is just a couple [...]
29Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Disinterment
By H. P. Lovecraft and D. W. Rimel I awoke abruptly from a horrible dream and stared wildly about. Then, seeing the high, arched ceiling and the narrow stained windows of my friend’s room, a flood of uneasy revelation coursed over me; and I knew that all of Andrews’ hopes had been realized. I lay [...]
28Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Green Meadow
By H. P. Lovecraft and Winifred V. Jackson (INTRODUCTORY NOTE: The following very singular narrative, or record of impressions, was discovered under circumstances so extraordinary that they deserve careful description. On the evening of Wednesday, August 27, 1913, at about eight-thirty o’clock, the population of the small seaside village of Potowonket, Maine, U.S.A., was aroused [...]
27Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Horror at Martin’s Beach
by H. P. Lovecraft I have never heard an even approximately adequate explanation of the horror at Martin’s Beach. Despite the large number of witnesses, no two accounts agree; and the testimony taken by local authorities contains the most amazing discrepancies. Perhaps this haziness is natural in view of the unheard-of character of the horror [...]
26Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Crow Girl
By Georgette Graham I never really believed in the supernatural. It was my opinion that everything had a scientific explanation; we only had things for which no explanation had yet been found. But, while I was a denier of the supernatural, it was also my fascination, my endless curiosity to find the real-life origins of [...]
25Jan2010 | Editor | 9 comments | ContinuedThe Present
By P.A. Hammock Black birds began to scream and nervously fly back and forth from trees to wire. Silence echoed violently in the air. The wind blew as if to carry the wary away and a new presence in. On this hot August day it carried an unfamiliar chill with it that one might think [...]
24Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | Continued76 Hammer On-Ramp
By P.D. Stephens This morning I wanted a story. I started the morning out how I start all mornings out: by watching the cars. You see, I live on an on-ramp to the highway. My apartment is on the second floor overlooking the great view of the cars speeding by. On most mornings I will [...]
24Jan2010 | Editor | 1 comment | ContinuedThe Horror in the Burying-Ground
By H. P. Lovecraft and Hazel Heald When the state highway to Rutland is closed, travellers are forced to take the Stillwater road past Swamp Hollow. The scenery is superb in places, yet somehow the route has been unpopular for years. There is something depressing about it, especially near Stillwater itself. Motorists feel subtly uncomfortable [...]
21Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Horror at Lake Harmony
By Walt Trizna It was a quiet, lovely June night. The light of a crescent moon walked across the tranquil surface of the lake as waves lapped its shore. The air was filled with the smoke of campfires reaching skyward, as the smoke of many ancient fires did so many years ago. I sat quietly [...]
21Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedButterfly Boy
By Erin O’Riordan I sat perfectly still. Or, as perfectly still as a human being can while sitting cross-legged on a flat wooden bench in Shiojiri Nawa. At that moment, the butterfly landed on me. The way he flew should have been my first clue. Butterflies flit; they dip and dive, they meander, they stroll. [...]
21Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Horror in the Museum
By Howard Phillips Lovecraft and Hazel Heald 1 IT WAS languid curiousity which first brought Stephen Jones to Rogers’ Museum. Someone had told him about the queer underground place in Southwark Street across the river, where waxen things so much more horrible than the worst effigies at Madame Tussaud’s were shown, and he had strolled [...]
19Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedIn the Walls of Eryx
By H. P. Lovecraft and Kenneth Sterling Before I try to rest I will set down these notes in preparation for the report I must make. What I have found is so singular, and so contrary to all past experience and expectations, that it deserves a very careful description. I reached the main landing on [...]
18Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedOut of the Aeons
By H. P. Lovecraft and Hazel Heald I It is not likely that anyone in Boston – or any alert reader elsewhere – will ever forget the strange affair of the Cabot Museum. The newspaper publicity given to that hellish mummy, the antique and terrible rumours vaguely linked with it, the morbid wave of interest [...]
18Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedPoetry and the Gods
by H. P. Lovecraft A damp gloomy evening in April it was, just after the close of the Great War, when Marcia found herself alone with strange thoughts and wishes, unheard-of yearnings which floated out of the spacious twentieth-century drawing room, up the deeps of the air, and eastward to olive groves in distant Arcady [...]
18Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Thing in the Moonlight
by H. P. Lovecraft Morgan is not a literary man; in fact he cannot speak English with any degree of coherency. That is what makes me wonder about the words he wrote, though others have laughed. He was alone the evening it happened. Suddenly an unconquerable urge to write came over him, and taking pen [...]
17Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedDream or Not a Dream
By Misty Mangan Feeling the cold air sweep my hair away from my face, tears streaming down leaving a trail of pain. Just dying to know what your skin feels like against mine. Just dying to know what your lips feels like against mine and other places. Feeling weak at the knees, waiting. Yearning for [...]
16Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedNo Man
By Sarah Ahmad Firing the slime of dread Morals lost in glorious victories Watching the horrors fumigate the living Digging the shadowy peace that blossoms Shuffle and scoff the murky courage Spattering the scarlet ink across your eyes Calling out to the afflicted trench as all sanity evades the naive. Tags: ahmad, horror, horrors, sarah, [...]
16Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedThrough the Gates of the Silver Key
by Howard Phillips Lovecraft Chapter One In a vast room hung with strangely figured arras and carpeted with Bonkhata rugs of impressive age and workmanship, four men were sitting around a document-strewn table. From the far corners, where odd tripods of wrought iron were now and then replenished by an incredibly aged Negro in somber [...]
16Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | Continued
