By the time most of you read this blog, I will be wending my way to Castle Dunsany in Ireland. I will leave late morning on Monday, July 7, and expect to arrive around noon (local time) on Tuesday. I’ll be there until the 22nd, working with Martin Andersson on cataloguing and arranging various papers, manuscripts, correspondence, etc. at the castle—a job on which Joe Doyle made a great deal of progress in past years, but on which considerably more work needs to be done. Upon my return, things will be no doubt hectic leading up to my wedding on July 27!
I am happy to announce the publication of a paperback reprint of The Ghost of Fear and Others (H. P. Lovecraft’s Favorite Horror Stories, Volume 1) by Joe Morey’s Dark Renaissance Books. It is a splendid-looking book that reproduces the art on the dust jacket from the hardcover edition (Arcane Wisdom, 2011). For some reason, the publisher’s website lists the book as “out of stock,” but otherwise lists the book at $16.95. I have several spare copies and will be happy to let copies to for the minimally discounted price of $15. I will probably be able to receive e-mail queries on this matter while in Ireland, since I will be going there with a laptop that has wireless access, but I obviously won’t be able to fill orders until I return.
There will apparently be a signed/limited edition of this book (and, presumably, Volume 2 of the set, The Dead Valley and Others), but the signature sheets that I had signed were apparently damaged, so they have to be signed again upon my return.
I will be doing several other books for Dark Renaissance Books. Joe Morey wishes to start a line of books called Classic Weird Fiction, and we have agreed on the following titles to start:
The Blackwood book had originally been somewhat informally scheduled for Hippocampus Press as part of the “Lovecraft’s Library” series, but we are struggling to keep that series going in the midst of so many other projects. We still hope to issue a “double” containing Robert Hichens’s The Dweller on the Threshold and Eleanor M. Ingram’s The Thing from the Lake, but after that the series will probably go into abeyance for a time.
I am also happy to see a new edition (incorporating my extensive copyediting and David E. Schultz’s skilful formatting) of Sam Gafford’s anthology of original stories, Carnacki: The New Adventures (Ulthar Press, 2014). The stories themselves were on the whole quite good (I have written a review of the book for the next issue of Dead Reckonings), but the copyediting and design left a little to be desired. I have one spare copy of the new edition available, and would be happy to let it go for $12.00. (The list price is $15.95.)
Upon my return, I hope to undertake extensive work on my revised edition of The Rise and Fall of the Cthulhu Mythos (Mythos Books, 2008), which will be retitled The Rise, Fall, and Rise of the Cthulhu Mythos. This new edition should appear next year from Hippocampus Press. It will be difficult to incorporate discussions of all the new Mythos writing that has appeared over the last decade or so, so I will restrict myself to some of the more noteworthy items; I will also revise earlier parts of the text where needed. The book could well be substantially larger than the original edition.
My 200 Books by S. T. Joshi should be released fairly soon, and I see that there is a page for it on the Hippocampus Press website: http://www.hippocampuspress.com/mythos-and-other-authors/nonfiction/200-books-by-s.-t.-joshi. I am particularly pleased to see the cover by my old friend Jason C. Eckhardt, whose art adorned my very first book—my edition of H. P. Lovecraft’s Uncollected Prose and Poetry (Necronomicon Press, 1978). We have come a long way, the two of us!
I was pleased to have gotten back, however briefly, into the practice of writing critical essays. I recently wrote a piece entitled “The Magical Spirituality of a Lapsed Catholic: Atheism and Anticlericalism in the Films of Guillermo del Toro,” which will be published in a book about del Toro being compiled by John W. Morehead for McFarland. I am also putting the finishing touches (but will probably not be able to finish the piece entirely until my return from Ireland) on an essay entitled “A Failed Experiment: Family and Humanity in Shirley Jackson’s The Sundial,” to be published in a volume of essays on Jackson being edited by Lisa Kröger and Melanie R. Anderson. I am not sure who the publisher is, but it is apparently some academic press.
One of these days I will probably want to assemble another collection of my various essays on weird fiction. I probably already have enough for a volume, but I do not wish to compete against myself—especially in light of the imminent paperback publication of Unutterable Horror: A History of Superantural Fiction by Hippocampus Press. And I am already putting together a second volume of my collected reviews (a follow-up to Classics and Contemporaries [Hippocampus Press, 2009]), which will include certain pungent reviews that shall probably not make certain people very happy.
I shall venture to make this latest instalment of my blog less controversial than the last two, even though it would appear that I continue to be roundly abused in various online venues. Given the fact, however, that the great majority of my abusers are close cousins of the “hardy coleopterous species” in one of Lovecraft’s more memorable stories (or perhaps are descendants of the Glossina palpalis found in one of his ghostwritten tales), with literary skills to match—my interest in their maunderings is not extensive. My inclination is to give them a hearty laugh and a delicate nose-thumbing—when, that is, I can waste more than two consecutive seconds thinking about them.
On to more pleasant subjects! I have now received more copies of my edition of Fritz Leiber’s Adept’s Gambit (Arcane Wisdom, 2014), so I am happy to make them available for purchase. I see that the list price of the book is a whopping $45. Since the book is rather small (not quite 200 pages in a 5.5 x 7.5 format), I feel I can charge no more than $30 each for my copies. I have about 8 to sell, so come and get ’em!
That book is no. 212 for me. Given that the publication of my Lovecraft and a World in Transition: Collected Essays on H. P. Lovecraft by Hippocampus Press is imminent (probably this month or next) and that A Mountain Walked: Great Tales of the Cthulhu Mythos (Centipede Press) is also somewhat imminent (now announced for August), I have turned over to David E. Schultz, the Hippocampus Press designer, the file of my 200 Books by S. T. Joshi, listing these two additional books. The breakdown of the 214 books listed in the compilation is as follows:
This list does not include 18 forthcoming books (listed toward the end of the compilation), nor does it list books for which I am only the series editor. Still, a lot of work! I of course also have as complete a listing as I can manage of my essays, stories, poems (Gawdelpus!), reviews, magazines edited, etc. etc. So the 200 Books is itself a miniature book of nearly 200 pages!
I was thrilled to write an introduction to Caitlín R. Kiernan’s Beneath an Oil-Dark Sea: The Best of Caitín R. Kiernan (Volume 2), due out from Subterranean Press later this year (I think). Now there is a real writer, in contrast to certain others one could name. In my humble estimation she has ascended to supremacy in the realm of contemporary weird fiction—there is no one better than her right now.
I gave a long interview on “Lovecraft and Science” to one Robert Lamb, who runs several websites. I cannot say that I am at all well-versed in the sciences, but I was able to natter on for nearly an hour on the subject, and I believe the interview as finally edited comes to more than 37 minutes. It can be found here: http://www.stufftoblowyourmind.com/podcasts/the-science-of-h-p-lovecraft/. I also answered a series of questions about Lovecraft and weird fiction on a website called Ask Me Anything, but I am not sure these answers have been posted yet.
I am already working hard to get copy ready for this year’s Lovecraft Annual (due out in August) and Weird Fiction Review (due out in the fall—I have just read the riot act to the publisher, Jerad Walters of Centipede Press, to make sure it comes out before December 1). I contributed two reviews (plus a capsule review) to issue no. 15 of Dead Reckonings, the Hippocampus Press review journal. What I reviewed were William F. Nolan’s Like a Dead Man Walking (Centipede Press) and Sam Gafford’s compilation Carnacki: The New Adventures (Ulthar Press), both of which I liked.
I am now enjoying the reading of John (Jack) Koblas’s The Lovecraft Circle and Others (Battered Silicon Dispatch Box, 2012), which I should have read sooner—and certainly before the author’s sad demise last year (I think). It is a most engaging work of reminiscence, with some surprising little tidbits—such as the fact that, in the late 1920s, Mary Elizabeth Counselman (then only a callow teenager) wrote a fan letter to Lovecraft, which he uncharacteristically never answered. Perhaps it never reached him. It would be hard to imagine the gentlemanly author not replying to a missive from a young lady. There is some other illuminating information that I will highlight in a review for the Lovecraft Annual.
It seems that the little story about the crow that concluded my previous blog has created much merriment, whether at my expense or not. Some of my opponents have appeared to jeer at me for being unable to tell the difference between a crow and a raven. Well, one cannot be learned in everything, and I happily admit my ignorance of ornithology. But I can tell a good writer from a bad one.
It would appear that my failure to supply unmitigated praise of the stories in Scott Nicolay’s recent book, Ana Kai Tangata, has not been terribly well received by the vocal supporters of this writer. I have become inured, over the past 35 years as a practising critic, to any number of kicks in the pants, and I trust I take them with as little rancour as I used to dish them out. (Twenty years ago Ellen Datlow called me “the nastiest reviewer in the field” [her emphasis].) Nor do I imagine that the current contretemps will have the slightest effect on my standing in the field or my personal relations with the many writers whose work I respect and value.
I have already stated my reluctance to write anything about Mr Nicolay at all, given the fact that his book came out almost simultaneously with one of my own from the same publisher, which is one reason I did not write a full-fledged review. I do not believe that I did any disservice to my publisher, or to anyone else, by what I intended—and should have been taken—as an honest if necessarily incomplete evaluation of this promising writer.
One of the oddest comments, which led to a whole separate discussion thread, is Laird Barron’s laconic comment that “unity of effect is overrated” (https://www.facebook.com/laird.barron). He did not explain this provocative utterance, but perhaps he was only seeking to ignite a conversation. Let us recall what Poe actually said on the subject:
“A skilful literary artist has constructed a tale. If wise, he has not fashioned his thoughts to accommodate his incidents; but having conceived, with deliberate care, a certain unique or single effect to be wrought out, he then invents such incidents—he then combines such events as may best aid him in establishing this preconceived effect. If his very initial sentence tend not to the outbringing of this effect, then he has failed in his first step. In the whole composition there should be no word written, of which the tendency, direct or indirect, is not to the one pre-established design. And by such means, with such care and skill, a picture is at length painted which leaves in the mind of him who contemplates it with a kindred art, a sense of the fullest satisfaction. The idea of the tale has been presented unblemished, because undisturbed; and this is an end unattainable by the novel. Undue brevity is just as exceptionable here as in the poem; but undue length is yet more to be avoided.” (Review of Twice-Told Tales, 1842)
This sounds to me like a pretty sound rule of thumb for writing fiction. It is not the be-all and end-all of literary practice, and I’ve never said it was; but it has clear points of merit, as the work of a substantial number of short story writers following Poe attests.
My general feeling is that it is probably advisable to adhere to the unity of effect doctrine unless there is some compelling reason to abandon or modify it. In the hands of the careless or inexperienced, it can too easily become an excuse for lazy, sloppy, undisciplined writing. Cthulhu knows we have enough of that in this field as it is! I cannot recall how many submissions I have received from writers whose work entirely lacked focus and direction, and who apparently expected the lyricism of their deathless prose to carry to reader on to…wherever the story ended up. This happens not only in the case of tyros but also of writers whose work has been very widely published.
Mr Barron then drops the name of Robert Aickman. Once again, he does nothing but mention the name, without the slightest attempt at an explanation. The implication, I imagine, is that Aickman bent or altogether abandoned “unity of effect” and yet is undeniably a great weird writer. There are three serious fallacies in this argument (if indeed that is the argument that Mr Barron is putting forward). (1) In my estimation (and as one other commentator on the discussion thread suggested), Aickman did not in fact abandon or even modify the “unity of effect” principle in his best work—“Ringing the Changes,” “Meeting Mr Millar,” “Letters to the Postman,” etc. I certainly have never accused him of such (see my analysis in The Modern Weird Tale ); I find other deficiencies in some of his lesser work, but this is not it. (2) Even if we assume that Aickman jettisoned the unity of effect, that in itself is no reason to do so ourselves. This is the fallacy of the “argument from authority”: because some distinguished person (say, George Washington) said or did something, therefore it is acceptable for everyone to say or do it. One quickly gets into trouble in this way: Thomas Jefferson was undoubtedly a great man, but his owning of slaves does not mean we should own slaves or advocate African American slavery. (3) Again on the assumption that Aickman departed from the unity of effect, a strong argument could be made that he is a great weird writer not because he did so, but in spite of it. In any case, the appeal to some storied precedent for a particular literary style, usage, or device (whether it be the abandonment of unity of effect or use of dashes in place of quotation marks) elicits certain unwelcome comparisons that may lead inexorably to a paraphrase of Lloyd Bentsen’s well-known put-down: “You’re no Robert Aickman [or Cormac McCarthy]!”
Mr Nicolay himself has chimed in with a remarkable utterance in his defence: “If a critic attempts to judge a novella or any work longer than a short story in the context of U[nity] of E[ffect], then s/he is either being outright disingenuous, or is demonstrating a complete lack of understanding of the principle itself.”
I scarcely know where to begin in correcting Mr Nicolay. Can he really fancy that many of the greatest novelettes, novellas, and even short novels of our field—by such writers as Le Fanu (“Green Tea”), Machen (“The Great God Pan,” “The White People”), Blackwood (“The Willows,” “The Wendigo,” “Sand,” “A Descent into Egypt,” etc. etc.), Lovecraft (too many instances to cite), M. R. James (“Count Magnus”), Matheson (I Am Legend), Ramsey Campbell (Needing Ghosts), T. E. D. Klein (“The Events at Poroth Farm,” all the stories in Dark Gods), Thomas Ligotti (“My Work Is Not Yet Done”), and so many others—do not operate on exactly the principle of unity of effect? Is there an extraneous scene—or even an extraneous word or paragraph—in any of these works? The principle can obviously be extended to a vast array of mainstream works, ranging from Candide to The Red Badge of Courage to The Old Man and the Sea.
But let us look carefully at what Mr Nicolay has said. He assumes that I am either ignorant of the principles of literary criticism or that, by being “disingenuous,” I am a hypocrite. To be disingenuous is to know that something is true (or false) but to assert the reverse. That is, at a minimum, a rather odd accusation to make against one who has been writing literary criticism since 1977, who has been published widely in the academic press since 1980, who has published dozens of books on Lovecraft, Dunsany, Machen, Blackwood, Campbell, and the weird tale generally, and who has studied the theory and practice of criticism and aesthetics from Aristotle to Derrida. I naively thought that my long practice of tackling certain sacred cows in our field (King, Straub, Rice, Barker, Koontz) with an honesty and judgment that paid no attention to their popularity or their wide array of devotees had established my reputation as a straight shooter. The best one can say of Mr Nicolay’s comment is that it is, on multiple levels, seriously in error.
One other strain of comment (I am not directly aware of it, but know of it only by hearsay) that strikes me as exceptionally odd is the idea that my views on Scott Nicolay have been influenced, or even dictated, by Jason V Brock or anyone else. I repeat that I have been writing criticism since Jason was seven years old, and my comments on Nicolay are in strict accord with the aesthetic principles that have governed my criticism from the beginning of my career. I should also note—although surely it should be obvious—that my comments were not in any sense intended to be definitive. Criticism is not an exact science; it is not a science at all. It is, par excellence, the exercise of critical judgment. This is not to say that criticism is merely “opinion”; that is a shallow and incomplete conclusion. I do not deny that my critical judgments are indeed opinions, but I believe they are informed opinions—informed by my reading of thousands of works of weird fiction over the past 40 years and my general knowledge and application of certain central principles of literary criticism. I have never maintained that they are pronouncements from the voice of Gawd. I specifically stated, in the preface to Unutterable Horror, that “I trust it will be evident that my judgments are merely suggestive rather than prescriptive.”
There are at least two troubling aspects to this whole kerfuffle. One is that there seems to be an intolerance among a certain claque of supporters against the expression of the slightest bit of criticism directed at a favoured author, however well-intentioned and sincerely expressed that criticism is. I have no quarrel with support or even advocacy of an author, whether a well-established one or a novice. I’ve done so myself, in the case of such writers as Joseph S. Pulver, Sr, Michael Aronovitz, Jonathan Thomas, and others, to say nothing of Ramsey Campbell and Caitlín R. Kiernan (whom I regard as the two leading weird writers of our time); but I hope I am not blind to the weak points in some of their work. I hope and pray that Laird Barron and Scott Nicolay (and their supporters) do not regard their work as perfectly finished or incapable of improvement. It would be a sad day when any writer, however eminent, came to this conclusion.
It is difficult to deny that there is something of a mutual admiration society in certain circles. Laird Barron appears to be the object of one such strain (although I doubt that he had anything to do with its emergence), and I fear that Scott Nicolay is now the beneficiary of another strain. The end result is that it becomes impossible to express an honest, straightforward, and constructive criticism of these authors, because their devotees regard the lowly critic’s assertions as some heinous act of lèse-majesté, to be counteracted not by reasoned argument but by ferocious denunciation.
The second troubling issue is the very nature of forums such as Facebook. In our instant-gratification society, there is a fatal temptation to toss in one’s two-cents’-worth immediately, without a great deal of forethought or attention to detail or elaboration of the complex points at issue. I will choose one remark made in this discussion and let it serve for the whole. Mr Barron stated: “Fortunately, copious typographical errors were never a bar to S. T.’s deification of Lovecraft.” I suppose this is what passes for cleverness on Facebook, but the comment misses its target by a wide margin: (1) I have never deified Lovecraft, readily acknowledging a fair number of his faults as a person, a thinker, and a writer; (2) I was referring not to typographical errors in Ana Kai Tangata but to a deficiency in copyediting, which is an altogether different thing; (3) we all read and enjoyed Lovecraft when his texts were full of typographical errors; but I assume most of us like him a tad better now that those errors (and thousands of other textual errors) have been eliminated.
This is the main reason (aside from the colossal time-wasting it involves) why I do not participate in Facebook and similar venues. It is really not possible to argue such matters in the depth and detail they deserve in such venues, and it is too easy to spout off hasty and ill-considered remarks and let them take the place of well-reasoned debate. I myself, in the present screed, spent several days pondering what I would say and how I would say it, revising my comments periodically so that I achieved the tone I wished. There is something to be said for adhering to a certain old-fashioned method of communication.
Let me end on a lighter note.
Some days ago, my fiancée Mary Wilson was grilling some succulent sirloin steaks. It was a splendid sunny day, and we figured we would have a fine al fresco dinner. After the steaks were (perfectly) prepared, we put them on plates, along with potato salad and a nice garden salad. I placed my plate on a tray in our secluded back garden, then went back in the house because I had forgotten something. When I returned, my plate was empty—at least of the steak. A huge crow (or maybe it was a raven) had picked it up off of my plate and flown off with it! Yog-Sothoth Neblod Zin! The crow/raven actually dropped the meat somewhere or other, and Mary made the not terribly helpful suggestion that I find it, dust it off, and eat it. Well, I was unable to find it, so that put an end to the matter. A vegetarian like Jason Brock might think that I had this coming—that it was some kind of rebuke to my unrepentant carnivorousness—and maybe he is right. I will say that I later threw a big rock at the crow/raven, but it dodged the missile easily and merely cawed derisively at me. This is not over, folks! Stay tuned for further developments.
One Robert Lamb recently interviewed me on “Lovecraft and Science.” Mr. Lamb is a senior writer on a number of websites, including StufftoBlowYourMind.com, where I believe my interview will presently appear as a podcast or something of the sort. I’ll provide further information once the interview is available online.
I am happy to report that my agent is finalising arrangements for paperback reprints of Black Wings III and IV with Titan Books. These editions should appear about a year after the publication of the hardcover editions from PS Publishing, meaning they should be out around January 2015 and January 2016. Let’s hope they bring many new readers to the wonderful stories in both books.
I have just received one or two copies of my 212th book—my edition of Fritz Leiber’s Adept’s Gambit (Arcane Wisdom, 2014). I expect to get 8 more copies soon, so I will make them available to interested readers by the time I write my next blog. Please refrain from reserving copies now!
An Australian company led by Yuri Higashino is at work on a “suspense horror web series” entitled Strange Aeons (glad to see the proper spelling of “aeons”!), based on Lovecraft’s “The Shadow over Innsmouth.” This seems to be a worthy project, and I urge interested individuals to check out the Kickstarter page, which provides more information about it: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/strangeaeonsweb/strange-aeons-a-hp-lovecraft-suspense-horror-web-s.
I have read the first five stories (comprising about half the book) of Scott Nicolay’s Ana Kai Tangata (Fedogan & Bremer, 2014). I would feel awkward writing an actual review of this book, given that F&B is my publisher also; but I feel obliged to give readers at least a partial indication of my general reaction to this much-heralded author.
I will frankly admit that my verdict is a bit mixed. Scott Nicolay is a writer of tremendous ability, but he has not quite realised his potential as yet. Not one of the five stories I have read is fully satisfactory, and some have fairly serious flaws. Let me discuss them in turn:
“alligators” (yes, there is no capital A) is a story about strange creatures in New Jersey. The problem with this story is a lack of development: there is no sense of cumulative, impending terror or suspense. The narrative proceeds somewhat lackadaisically until the monster suddenly leaps out at the end like a jack-in-the-box.
“The Bad Outer Space” is an interesting attempt to tell a horror tale through the eyes of a small child (in the manner, perhaps, of Arthur Machen’s “The White People”), but the conclusion of the story struck me as something of an anticlimax.
The title story, “Ana Kai Tangata,” is a 52-page novella that is set on Easter Island. Nicolay portrays the topography of the island with splendid vividness; but the problem with this story is too much supernaturalism. There are all manner of strange and bizarre incidents, but they fail to fuse themselves into a unity. Some of them seem to have been included merely to give the reader a jolt. Nicolay needs to fashion a supernatural conception that genuinely coheres as an aesthetic and philosophical totality.
“Phragmites” is another novella (53 pages), but it suffers from an almost grotesque and obtrusive lack of Poe’s “unity of effect.” In other words, there are whole episodes and scenes that have nothing to do with the central narrative. The conclusion of the story is indeed powerful and effective, but the reader’s patience has been tried to the limit before that conclusion is reached. Compression, it would appear, is not one of Nicolay’s strengths; and while his prose is on the whole fluid, musical, and richly textured, he should resist the temptation to include extraneous passages that are insufficiently related to the final outcome.
I wish Nicolay had not used dashes instead of quotation marks to indicate dialogue. Not only does this strike me as painfully pretentious and affected, but it creates needless confusion when a large paragraph has some sentences that are part of a character’s speech and other sentences that are not. It is counterproductive to distract the reader’s attention over something so inconsequential as this; it in fact hinders the reader from paying attention to the actual progression of the story.
I was dismayed at the number of copyediting errors in this book. Nicolay himself should have caught some of them (one does not italicise Bible; Finnegans Wake does not have an apostrophe in the first word; etc. etc.), but I have long become accustomed to even the best authors (with the towering and notable exception of Ramsey Campbell) being unable to copyedit their own work. There are all manner of stylistic, punctuational, and other irregularities that should have been ironed out by someone.
If I have focused on what I believe to be Nicolay’s deficiencies as a writer, it is because one of the most dismaying facets of this book is something over which he presumably had no control. I refer to the introduction by Laird Barron and the afterword by John Pelan, which so ludicrously puff up this novice writer that one suspects some kind of concerted effort to champion him as the second coming of H. P. Lovecraft or Thomas Ligotti. I also notice this tendency in some online reviews I have seen. Scott Nicolay is not another Lovecraft or another Ligotti; he is not even another Laird Barron. He is, in my view, a writer of great promise, but that promise has not yet been fulfilled, at least based on the stories I have read. It would be prudent for his fans to tone down the rhetoric a bit and bring him (and themselves) back to earth. I expect Scott Nicolay to do much better work in the future than he has done in this book.
There appears to be a growing tendency among certain commentators (I will not call them critics or scholars, for they clearly seem to be neither) to focus on Lovecraft’s racism to the exclusion of just about every other facet of his life, work, and thought. This itself is a curious cultural phenomenon, but the upshot is a severe distortion of the overall thrust of his philosophy and his literary work. Why, I wonder, do we not focus on Lovecraft’s atheism; his remarkable conversion from political conservatism to moderate socialism; his keen appreciation of natural beauty; his antiquarianism; his knowledge of science (astronomy, chemistry, physics, biology, palaeontology, geology, etc.); his travels up and down the Eastern Seaboard (and, more generally, his philosophy of travel—i.e., the role of travel and the new stimuli it engenders upon the creative imagination); his sharp analyses of contemporary political, social, and cultural tendencies? All these things seem to me to be much more significant, both to his thought and to his work, than racism.
A recent writer (who shall remain nameless, for I do not wish to give publicity to his screed) has chimed in on the issue, claiming that virtually the entirety of Lovecraft’s fiction focuses on racism, xenophobia, and so forth. This writer has apparently relied entirely on secondary sources for his assertions and done no original research into Lovecraft’s life or thought; and on its face his assertion is preposterous. Here are the facts:
The writer of the article concludes by considering Bryan Moore’s splendid bust of Lovecraft and claiming that the inscription should read: “H. P. Lovecraft / Racist and Anti-Semite / Also wrote stories.” The writer may think this a clever witticism, but it can quickly be turned against him. A fair number of authors and other figures can be shown to have serious deficiencies in their personal lives or philosophies. Consider the following:
But why restrict ourselves to writers? This game can be carried on much more widely:
I trust you see my point. It is, in short, a tad risky to judge figures of past historical epochs by the standards of our own perfect moral, political, and spiritual enlightenment. Difficult as it might be to comprehend, people of the future might make similar judgments on us!
I am dismayed at the extortionate tactics being used by Amazon.com in their contentious negotiations with the Hachette publishing consortium. Amazon has now resorted to making some of Hachette’s titles unavailable, and is delaying filling orders for many other titles. While it may not be any great catastrophe to world literature not to have more copies of the works of James Patterson in circulation, it is of course a matter of principle; and what Amazon is now trying to do with Hachette, it could easily do to some other firm. I am therefore boycotting Amazon personally and advise all others to do so. I have long considered them the Evil Empire, and now I am convinced they are even worse than that.
This blog is unusually argumentative for me, and I shall probably return next time with a more sober recounting of my multifarious activities and publications.
My choir’s performances on May 3 and May 10 were comparatively successful, although there were a few slip-ups here and there. The first performance was recorded, and I have heard a demo CD that sounds very good indeed. Indeed, certain parts of the second work—John Rutter’s Requiem—made me dissolve in tears! It is a very lovely work indeed, and I think we performed it ably. This CD will eventually come out but will not actually be “sold” (because the two works in question—the Requiems by Rutter and Maurice Duruflé—are under copyright), but we will offer them at our subsequent performances free of charge for a free-will “donation.”
I had to return early from the entertaining World Horror Convention in Portland (May 8–11) to participate in the second performance; but the convention itself was nevertheless most entertaining. There was the obligatory Lovecraft panel on which I appeared, along with W. H. Pugmire, Nick Mamatas, Ellen Datlow, Cody Goodfellow (who moderated exceptionally well), and Ross E. Lockhart. I also had good meetings—albeit in some cases abbreviated—with such luminaries as Paula Guran, Jason & Sunni Brock, William F. Nolan, my agent Cherry Weiner, Nancy Kilpatrick, Lois Gresh, Norman Partridge, Joe Morey, Dennis E. Weiler (of Fedogan & Bremer), and others. The highlight of the event, perhaps, was a publication party for Searchers After Horror in Weiler’s suite, where seven contributors to the book (Pugmire, Mamatas, Brock, Kilpatrick, Gresh, Steve Rasnic Tem, and John Shirley) signed a great many copies of the book. I believe they sold briskly in the dealer’s room.
Speaking of which, I myself am now able to offer copies of Searchers After Horror—all signed by the seven contributors and myself, as indicated above—for a discounted price of $25. I have a number of copies available, but they will probably go fast, so get ’em while they last!
I have now seen the final proofs of my huge anthology A Mountain Walked: Great Tales of the Cthulhu Mythos, due out from Centipede Press in late June. It contains a whopping 29 stories (10 of them original), along with spectacular art portfolios by Erlend Mørk, Allen Koszowski, and Stanley C. Sargent, along with much other work. I fear the book will be expensive ($125 for the 500-copy signed/limited edition). I would ask interested readers not to reserve copies from me in advance, as I do not know how many copies I will actually receive from the publisher and have difficulty keeping track of such advance orders. You will certainly be the first to know when copies show up here!
I was happy to provide a blurb in support of Huan Vu’s plans to make a feature film of Lovecraft’s Dreamlands. I viewed three short trailers from this film and found them all riveting and compelling, so I expect outstanding work from the director of Die Farbe, the best Lovecraft film adaptation ever made. See my comments on his Indiegogo page: https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/the-dreamlands.
On a sad note, I was stunned to read of the death of celebrated artist H. R. Giger, who apparently died as a result of a fall. He was only 74. There was an ample obituary in the New York Times that mentioned his book Necronomicon (1977) but did not mention the general influence of Lovecraft on his work: http://www.nytimes.com/2014/05/14/arts/h-r-giger-swiss-artist-dies-at-74-his-vision-gave-life-to-alien-creature.html.
The social event of the season will no doubt be the Joshi-Wilson cookout here at our house on Sunday, May 25. We hope to have such distinguished guests as W. H. Pugmire, Greg Lowney (my webmaster), Jason & Sunni Brock, and others to the event. My mother just sent me an immense shipment of carnivorous foodstuffs from Omaha Steaks, and they are taking up too much room in our freezer! (For our vegetarian friends we will make sure to provide veggie burgers and other appropriate comestibles.) As with my anthologies, attendance is by invitation only, so no gate-crashers, please! This will of course be only a kind of trial run for the really big event of the year—the Joshi-Wilson nuptials on July 27!
I am happy to announce the publication of the first four volume of the Centipede Press Library of Weird Fiction, which I edited. These volumes are intended to be relatively inexpensive but attractive hardcover volumes of major writers of weird fiction, with extensive selections of the author’s best work and the use of authoritative texts. In all honesty, I think the publisher instituted the series because he received a fair number of complaints of the great expense of his Masters of the Weird Tale series. These four volumes have a list price of $60, but the publisher is currently offering them for $50. I have several spare copies of all the volumes, and am prepared to offer them for $40 at the usual terms:
The volumes range between 750 and 900 pages, with the customary Centipede Press high-quality production values.
These are books numbers 208, 209, 210, and 211 for me. Number 212 should be my edition of Fritz Leiber’s Adept’s Gambit (Arcane Wisdom), whose publication is apparently imminent. A Mountain Walked: Great Tales of the Cthulhu Mythos, my huge anthology from Centipede Press, is also close to publication: all 26 authors and artists have signed the 500 signature sheets (with the lamentable exception of the late Michael Shea), so the book is very close to being sent to the printer. And my Lovecraft and a World in Transition: Collected Essays on H. P. Lovecraft is due out from Hippocampus Press around the time of my birthday (June 22). At that point, I will probably allow Hippocampus to issue my 200 Books by S. T. Joshi.
I have now received several spare copies of both the paperback and the hardcover editions of my annotated version of Robert W. Chambers’s The King in Yellow. Anomalously, the hardcover edition (bearing the imprint of Fall River Press) is less expensive ($6.98) than the paperback (bearing the imprint of Barnes & Noble), which sells for $9.95. I hope readers won’t mind that I’m offering each of these copies at a uniform price of $10, since I am covering postage for US members and can’t really afford to charge any less.
I was very pleased to see a nice review of my Searchers After Horror in Publishers Weekly: http://www.publishersweekly.com/978-1-878252-26-5. The favourable review was more of a relief to me than a pleasure: one can never predict what these crankly PW reviewers will have to say. They lambasted both Michael Shea’s Copping Squid and Other Mythos Tales (Perilous Press, 2009) and John Langan’s House of Windows (Night Shade, 2009), both of which I thought were superlative volumes.
I am happy to report that I am now working with Joe Morey to find suitable titles for his new imprint, Dark Renaissance Books. (He has turned over his successful Dark Regions Press imprint to his son, Chris—whom I was happy to meet at the H. P. Lovecraft Film Festival). Joe has agreed to publish a paperback and ebook edition of my two-volume series, H. P. Lovecraft’s Favorite Horror Stories (i.e., The Ghost of Fear and Others and The Dead Valley and Others), issued in super-limited hardcover editions from Arcane Wisdom in 2011 and 2012. He has also agreed on a paperback/ebook edition of Michael Aronovitz’s fabous short novel Alice Walks (Centipede Press, 2013), and is contemplating a volume or two of Michael Shea’s Lovecraftian short stories. I hope to continue advising Joe on future projects for next year.
I need help with my Variorum Lovecraft project. If anyone has the issue of Fantasy Magazine (June 1934) containing “Cigarette Characterizations,” I'd be grateful to receive a copy or scan of the one-paragraph contribution by Lovecraft. Many thanks!
Don’t forget my choir concerts on May 3 and 10 (www.nwchorale.org)!
Lots of things happening! I received two copies of the huge Carl Jacobi volume that I put together (in conjunction with John Pelan) for Centipede Press’s Masters of the Weird Tale series. This slipcased volume, limited to 200 copies, contains 65 stories by Jacobi, from the 1930s to the 1980s, along with a memoir by Dwayne Olson and much other interesting matter. You can get it for $250 from the Centipede Press website (http://www.centipedepress.com/masters/carljacobi.html). I am prepared to offer my lone spare copy for $200 to any interested buyer. (I shall probably have to restrict this offer to US customers, because of the inordinate expense of sending such a large volume overseas.)
On the opposite side of the price range is my annotated edition of Robert W. Chambers’s The King in Yellow, prepared in exactly one week last month for Sterling Publishing (formerly Barnes & Noble Publishing). I assume this can be purchased only at Barnes & Noble bookstores or on their website (http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/king-in-yellow-robert-w-chambers/1100069467?ean=9781435155381). It costs a very reasonable $9.95. I have received only one copy so far, but will be getting more soon. It would probably be best for me to take orders for the purchase of these copies only when they arrive.
Likewise, I have only one copy so far of my anthology Searchers After Horror (Fedogan & Bremer), which was unveiled at the H. P. Lovecraft Film Festival in Portland (April 11–13) and made something of a splash there. The publisher had a number of copies available, and they were sold quickly. I myself sold seven copies at the autograph session on Saturday, April 12. I will not be getting more copies from the publisher until the World Horror Convention in Portland (May 8–11), so I will again have to wait until copies are in hand to take orders for this book.
Other books are soon to come. I have been told that the first volume in my Library of Weird Fiction for Centipede Press, the volume of Lovecraft’s best tales, is about to be shipped to me. I have also signed the signature pages for the signed/limited editions of Black Wings III (PS Publishing) and Searchers After Horror, although these editions are probably months away from publication. I have also just returned from signing, with W. H. Pugmire, the 500 signature sheets for my huge Centipede Press anthology A Mountain Walked: Great Tales of the Cthulhu Mythos, so I imagine that the publication of that book is imminent. (There are three other authors or artists who still need to sign. There will be a lamentably blank space where the late Michael Shea was supposed to sign, but the sheets did not reach him before his unexpected death.)
The signing sheets for my edition of Fritz Leiber’s Adept’s Gambit are also coming soon, so I imagine that book is due out soon from Arcane Wisdom. It took some time to correct some lingering errors in the proofs, but I believe this task has now been done.
The H. P. Lovecraft Film Festival was certainly an entertaining event, although largely for the number of fans, scholars, writers, and filmmakers whom I managed to meet, even if briefly in some cases: Scott Nicolay, Jason & Sunni Brock, William F. Nolan, Robert M. Price, W. H. Pugmire, Joseph S. Pulver, Sr., Eileen McNamara (long absent from the Lovecraftian world, but perhaps thinking of re-entering it), and any number of others. A young man conducted a film interview of me for a proposed documentary, but I regret to say that I have forgotten his name. But he seemed knowledgeable and skilled, so I hope to see a good product from him eventually. I did not see a great many films, but I was pleased to see Randal Plunkett’s Out There among the shorts. This 16-minute zombie film was made by the current (21st) Lord Dunsany (his production company is called Dunsany Productions), and I believe it was well received. Another short film, Miskatonic University, was very promising but seemed to end quite abruptly. Perhaps it could be expanded into a full-length film at some point.
Hippocampus Press has been a bit slow in issuing books this year, but I understand that Simon Strantzas’s excellent story collection Burnt Black Suns will be out soon. Advance orders are now being taken for my collected essays on Lovecraft, titled Lovecraft and a World in Transition (http://www.hippocampuspress.com/h.p-lovecraft/about-hp-lovecraft/lovecraft-and-a-world-in-transition), which to my surprise is being published in a limited-edition hardcover (500 copies). I daresay I will have a few copies to sell, but will not have them in hand until the book comes out in June.
I’m looking forward to the World Horror Convention, although I will be there only the first two days (May 8–10), because I have to come back to Seattle to sing in the second of the two performances of my choir (http://www.nwchorale.org/). I hope that any locals who are interested will come to either of these performances, on May 3 and May 10. Later, the choir may also perform a special concert for the survivors of the mudslide in Oso, WA. A performance in the nearby town of Arlington is being contemplated, although this will probably be a private performance, where we will sing John Rutter’s poignant Requiem.
My copies of H. P. Lovecraft’s Letters to Elizabeth Toldridge and Anne Tillery Renshaw (Hippocampus Press) have finally come. Several of my spare copies were already reserved previously, but I may have one available for sale. (A customer reserved this copy also, but has not confirmed his interest in it.) So anyone is welcome to put in a request for it in the event that it becomes available.
In the box with that book came another very welcome title—the German translation of my Annotated Supernatural Horror in Literature (the revised edition of 2012 published by Hippocampus Press). This is titled Das übernatürliche Grauen in der Literatur and is published by Golkonda Verlag in Leipzig. It is translated by Alexander Pechmann and includes substantial additions to my bibliography (chiefly in the area of German-language publications) by Robert N. Bloch, a longtime scholar of weird fiction. I have one spare copy of this book that I would be happy to let go for $20.
I recently recorded two vlogs in regard to the recent Penguin Classics edition of Clark Ashton Smith, The Dark Eidolon and Other Fantasies. A shorter version—in which I read several pieces from the book, including his moving elegy “To Howard Phillips Lovecraft”—can be seen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5HonrvWSZM. We (i.e., Wilum Pugmire and myself) had initially done a longer vlog, and I had thought that this version was not able to be uploaded onto YouTube, but evidently it has been. Here it is: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hFjmQPFst1U. I read several pieces here also, including the poem to Lovecraft as well as the exquisite prose-poem “From the Crypts of Memory.”
I have recently read two splendid unpublished novels that I hope will get into print eventually. One is Josh Kent’s The Witch at Sparrow Point, which the author had originally submitted to me all of two years ago, when it went under the title Spook. I liked that version but felt that it needed strengthening at various points. The author has apparently been busy at the job of revision, for he has come back now and sent me this new version, which clocks in at nearly 118,000 words. It is a wonderful supernatural novel set in Appalachia, and perhaps inevitably will draw comparisons with the Silver John novels of Manly Wade Wellman. But this is a work that can stand on its own as a contribution to weird fiction.
Kent’s novel is not Lovecraftian, but the other novel I’ve read emphatically is. It is boldly titled Necronomicon: The Manuscript of the Dead, and has been written by a Greek writer, Antonis Antoniades. It focuses around Theodorus Philetas, the (fictitious) translator of the Arabic version of Abdul Alhazred’s nameless tome into Greek in the 11th century C.E. It is a thrilling read, and I hope I can help it get into print somehow.
I have recently received several requests to reprint articles of mine (some of them quite lengthy) in two library reference volumes being prepared by Layman Poupard Publishing LLC (Columbia, SC). One of them is entitled Cthulhu Mythos and the other is titled Robert Ervin Howard. At least four of my articles (including the entire chapter on Lovecraft from The Weird Tale and my long essay “Barbarism and Civilisation: The Letters of H. P. Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard”) will be included in these books, which are scheduled to appear this year or next.
I see that my collected essays on Lovecraft, entitled Lovecraft and a World in Transition, is now available for advance order from Hippocampus Press: http://www.hippocampuspress.com/h.p-lovecraft/about-hp-lovecraft/lovecraft-and-a-world-in-transition. Publication will apparently occur in June. I am hopeful that sometime after that date, the paperback edition of Unutterable Horror will also appear from Hippocampus.
I have apparently been scheduled to appear on three panels at the H. P. Lovecraft Film Festival in Portland, OR (April 11–13). Dates and times haven’t been set yet. This time, maybe I’ll actually sample some of the films!
I was flattered to be the subject of a substantial article in the New York Times (March 15, 2014—HPL’s deathday!) by the paper’s “religion” (!) columnist, Mark Oppenheimer—who, in fact, has written extensively on atheism, agnosticism, and freethought. Here is the article: http://www.nytimes.com/2014/03/15/us/spreading-the-word-on-the-power-of-atheism.html. The online edition includes a colour photograph; the photo in the print edition is only in black and white. The article has a few slight inaccuracies—chief of them the suggestion that I am more of an agnostic than I really am—but nevertheless the coverage is welcome.
The New York Times article referred to an edition of Chambers’s King in Yellow that I have hastily produced for Barnes & Noble Publishing. This project was inspired by the fact that the creator of the TV show True Detective admitted to being influenced by Chambers’s eccentric work. So I quickly produced an annotated edition, with introduction and other matter, and it will be published as early as next month.
A British filmmaker, Digby Rumsey, has completed his documentary on Lord Dunsany, charmingly titled Shooting for the Butler. The 60-minute film will be shown on March 25 at Directors UK in London. I was interviewed at length for the film when I was in England last fall for the World Fantasy Convention and the “weird” conference at Birkbeck College, and I figure I am in it at least to some modest degree. I look forward to receiving the DVD from Digby in due course of time.
I am pleased to announce that my Penguin Classics edition of Clark Ashton Smith, The Dark Eidolon and Other Fantasies, is now out. It is a splendid-looking book with a lovely Smith painting on the cover, and containing a wide selection of Smith’s fiction, prose-poems, and poetry. I have a number of copies for sale. I can offer it for $15 per copy on the usual terms.
I am scheduled to do a podcast on the Smith book on May 7. This will be conducted by the New Books Network; presumably it will be posted soon thereafter. This is one day before I head to the World Horror Convention in Portland, OR, where my visit will be truncated because my choir will be performing on May 10. The dates and venues of my choir performance (we will be singing two Requiems, one by Maurice Duruflé and the other by John Rutter) have now been set and can be seen here: http://www.nwchorale.org.
I am sorry to report that copies of Lovecraft’s Letters to Elizabeth Toldridge and Anne Tillery Renshaw (Hippocampus Press) and of Black Wings III (PS Publishing) have still not arrived; indeed, copies of the latter were only sent out to me (from the UK) last week. But I have been informed that I will receive ten copies of that book. Currently, five individuals have paid for or reserved copies, so I can assure all these individuals that they will in fact receive copies in due course of time; and that still leaves me with four additional copies of Black Wings III that I can sell to interested customers.
The Smith book was my 203rd; my 204th, somewhat unexpectedly, proves to be Michael Aronovitz’s story collection The Voices in Our Heads (Horrified Press), since I was to my surprise listed as editor of the book. I had only done routine copyediting, but I am grateful for the acknowledgement of my work. I am currently reading Michael’s new novel, titled Phantom Effect, and it has some wonderful stuff in it!
A new book in my Scarecrow Press series, Studies in Supernatural Literature, has just reached me: James Goho’s Journeys into Darkness: Critical Essays on Gothic Horror. This is a splendid volume of essays covering authors from as far back as Charles Brocken Brown and as recent as Fritz Leiber, with discussions of Poe, Bierce, Lovecraft, Blackwood, and others. (I fear I have no spare copies for sale.) The next book in the series is likely to be Jason V Brock’s Disorders of Magnitude.
Several individuals have reported receiving copies of Black Wings III (PS Publishing), but I have so far failed to do so. But given the likelihood that I will soon receive at least 5 to 10 copies from the publisher, I will be happy to offer these copies for sale on the usual terms. The list price of the book is £25, which comes to about $40. So I am happy to offer copies for $30 (postage included for US customers; extra postage will have to be added for overseas customers). I believe this constitutes my 202nd book.
My 201st book, my edition of Lovecraft’s Letters to Elizabeth Toldridge and Anne Tillery Renshaw, is apparently out from Hippocampus Press, but I have not received copies. I see that this book is listed as being available for $25. I may as well begin taking orders for this book as well, as I expect to get my copies soon. I will be happy to let the book go for $20.
I gave two interviews recently. One was conducted by John Brownlee, a writer for www.fastcodesign.com. I discussed with him the recent phenomenon of the TV show True Detective (on HBO), whose creator has acknowledged the influence of Lovecraft, Robert W. Chambers, and other weird writers on the show. I discussed Chambers at length, talking about the “King in Yellow Mythos” and its influence on Lovecraft. A second interview was conducted by Todd Hatton, a producer for a public radio station, WKMS, at Murray State University in Kentucky. Hatton wished to discuss the interrelations between Irvin S. Cobb (a native of Paducah, Kentucky), H. P. Lovecraft (particularly Lovecraft’s fondness for the story “Fishhead”), and H. L. Mencken (who had written rather harshly on Cobb in an essay in Prejudices: First Series ). The latter interview will probably air later this month. I am not sure what Brownlee plans to do with my interview with him, but no doubt he will inform me in due course of time.
I now see that Michael Aronovitz’s story collection The Voices in Our Heads is listed on Amazon.com (http://www.amazon.com/Voices-Our-Heads-Michael-Aronovitz/dp/1291655638/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393788263&sr=1-2&keywords=michael+aronovitz). It is a splendid book, so better order it soon!
I have just signed the signing sheets of Searchers After Horror for Fedogan & Bremer. I have been informed that some copies of the book may be available as early as the H. P. Lovecraft Film Festival in Portland, Oregon (April 11–13), which I will be attending; and copies will certainly be available at the World Horror Convention in Portland (May 8–11), which I shall also be attending. (I shall, however, be there on on May 8–10, as I have to return home that afternoon for a choir performance that evening.) I am convinced it is one of my finest anthologies, so I hope it does well for the publisher.
I see that three books with which I am associated have been nominated in the category “Superior Achievement in Non-Fiction” for the Bram Stoker Awards. Two of them are books in my Scarecrow Press series, Studies in Supernatural Literature: Robert H. Waugh’s Lovecraft and Influence and Gary William Crawford’s Ramsey Campbell: Critical Essays on the Master of Modern Horror (I contributed to both books); the third is William F. Nolan’s Nolan on Bradbury, which I edited. Let’s hope one of them wins!
One more grammar point:
I have noted lately an increase of the peculiar use of “that” for “who” when referring to persons. This is a very odd development—probably springing (as most corruptions of good English do) from writers picking up usages from spoken English. My good friend Jason V Brock wrote a story in which he referred to a “European director that had bogged the whole production down.” I’m sorry, but this must be “European director who had bogged the whole production down.” One can get away with this usage if one is writing archaic English derived from the King James Bible (“He that dwelleth in Heaven shall laugh them to scorn”; “How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace”); but in modern English, who must be used to refer to human beings, and that to refer to other entities. (I won’t address the distinction between that and which, which also throws many readers. British English and American English differ on this usage, so it had best be left alone.)
I am happy to announce that the paperback of Black Wings II (entitled Black Wings of Cthulhu 2) is now out from Titan Books. I have about 4 or 5 copies to sell, as I need to reserve some copies for a Kickstarter campaign that I may discuss at a later time. I see that the list price for the US edition is $14.95, so I am happy to offer copies for $10 on the usual terms.
My essay “Cthulhu’s Empire: Lovecaft’s Influence on His Contemporaries and Successors” is apparently available online as a pdf (http://salempress.com/Store/pdfs/pulp_pgs.pdf). I believe this is a kind of teaser for a book on pulp writers of the 1920s and 1930s, edited by Gary Hoppenstand, that will appear in print later. I’m not entirely clear about this, but I’m happy that the essay (which I quite frankly forgot about) is now available.
I am happy to note that Michael Aronovitz’s story collection The Voices in Our Heads is now available (http://www.lulu.com/shop/michael-aronovitz/the-voices-in-our-heads/paperback/product-21372403.html). The publisher is Horrified Press, a firm in the UK. I went over the book for the publisher, and in fact read most of the stories soon after they were written. I believe I published one or two of them myself, in Weird Fiction Review and elsewhere. Michael’s short novel The Witch of the Wood is forthcoming from Hippocampus, and the author is at work on a new novel that promises to be a blockbuster.
I have been informed that the probable cover artist for The Madness of Cthulhu 1 (and perhaps 2), the original anthology I have assembled for Titan Books, will be John Jude Palencar, a highly distinguished illustrator and painter. (See his website: http://www.johnjudepalencar.com/.) In an ad for Volume 1 at the back of Black Wings of Cthulhu 2, the book is announced for October, but I hope the book will appear a bit sooner than that. Volume 2 will probably follow in a year’s time.
I am doing a considerable amount of work on the future Hippocampus Press publication of Lord Dunsany’s Collected Plays, which may include as many as 53 plays (several unpublished), along with sundry other matter. The book’s publication is of course dependent on our securing permission from the Dunsany Estate and Dunsany’s agents (Curtis Brown UK), but we hope that will occur in due course of time. We are still hoping to publish this year my long-delayed volume of Dunsany’s uncollected short stories, The Ghost in the Corner and Other Stories.
For my amusement (and for an appendix to my 200 Books by S. T. Joshi), I decided to calculate the number of books I have published per year, beginning in 1978. As I expected, the great majority of my books have been published in the last 15 years: 137 in the period 2000–2013. This of course coincides roughly with my need to become a full-time freelance writer with the demise of Chelsea House Publishers in the fall of 1995. I published 12 books in 2010, the most for any year; but in several years during the period in question I published 9 or 10 books.
On a personal note, I am happy to announce that Mary Krawczak Wilson and I are now officially engaged. It was certainly a long time in coming, and I suspect that some friends and colleagues assumed we were already married. We’re not certain when the ceremony will occur—but you’ll be the first to know!
I am not sure there has been an official announcement about this, but Hippocampus Press has decided to publish a biannual journal devoted to weird poetry, entitled Spectral Realms. I have already notified the poets of my acquaintance about the project, and have received splendid contributions by Richard L. Tierney, Ann K. Schwader, Wade German, Michael Fantina, Leigh Blackmore, Phillip A. Ellis, and perhaps others. The journal will also include select reprints of obscure “classic” weird verse, reviews and articles on the subject, and perhaps other matter. We hope to have the first issue ready by July. So if any weird poets out there wish to contribute, by all means send me your work!
Readers will be interested to know that I have been working on preparing two highly provocative books for publication. One is The Dulwich Horror and Others, a story collection by David Hambling. Hambling, a British journalist who writes for the Guardian and the Economist, sent me some stories some time ago, and I at once pronounced them some of the most dynamic and imaginative Lovecraftian tales I had read in years. Based largely on my recommendation, Pete Crowther of PS Publishing instantly accepted the 125,000-word collection, and I have now meticulously gone over it. I suggested the title—a play, of course, on the Arkham House Dunwich Horror and Others (1963), which I revised in 1984. I am not sure when the book will appear, but it may come out as soon as this year.
The other book is Bobby Derie’s Sex and the Cthulhu Mythos, a serious and very perspicacious study of this subject. Derie, a young British critic, has analysed not only Lovecraft’s life and work for its sexual overtones and implications, but also the work of Lovecraft’s contemporaries (Clark Ashton Smith, Robert E. Howard, Robert Bloch, etc.) and successors (August Derleth, Brian McNaughton, W. H. Pugmire, Caitlín R. Kiernan)—and has done so in a way that is as far from sensationalist or exploitative as can be imagined. And yet, it is not a dry and academic treatise, but a lively and informative account of this topic. This book should appear later this year from Hippocampus Press, possibly enlivened with some (tasteful) illustrations relevant to the subject.
My work on the Variorum Lovecraft is virtually complete, and the three-volume edition should be on schedule to appear in the summer from Hippocampus Press. This will, I trust, be the definitive edition of Lovecraft for many years to come, and I hope the publisher can issue it in hardcover, paperback, and ebook.
Work is also concluding on William Hope Hodgson: Voices from the Borderland, a substantial anthology of essays coedited by Massimo Berruti, Sam Gafford, and myself. It contains insightful essays on Hodgson’s life and work by Mark Valentine, Emily Alder (author of a brilliant Ph.D. dissertation on Hodgson), Phillip A. Ellis, Brett Davidson, Brian Stableford, Leigh Blackmore, and several other critics. It concludes with the first comprehensive bibliography of Hodgson, assembled by Sam Gafford, Mike Ashley, and myself. This book should come out later this year from Hippocampus Press.
With this Hodgson bibliography, I will have assembled six author bibliographies: H. P. Lovecraft (1981; revised 2009), Lord Dunsany (1993; revised 2013), Ramsey Campbell (1995; revision in progress), Ambrose Bierce (1999), Gore Vidal (2007), and H. L. Mencken (2009). There is also my bibliography of Arkham House, Sixty Years of Arkham House (1999). Forthcoming are bibliographies of Clark Ashton Smith and Arthur Machen. What a lot of toil these have entailed!
There has not been much movement on my backlog of books, but I have heard that my edition of Lovecraft’s Letters to Elizabeth Toldridge and Anne Tillery Renshaw is at the printer, or perhaps already printed up. I also expect the hardcover of Black Wings III (PS Publishing) any day now, as well as the paperback of Black Wings II (Titan Books).
I am of course writing this the day before the Seattle Seahawks play in their second Super Bowl. I fully expect them to win. Go Hawks!
I’ve decided to write a quick new blog as a means of getting back on my twice-monthly schedule, so here goes. Of greatest importance is that I have submitted Black Wings IV to the publisher (PS Publishing). He promises to get it out by September (the same time that he has promised to issue my edition of Letters to Arkham: The Letters of Ramsey Campbell and August Derleth, 1961–1971), but I actually think it would be better to issue the book in early 2015, so as not to compete with Black Wings III (whose publication is imminent) and other Mythos-related volumes of mine. Here is the lineup of stories in Black Wings IV:
|Half Lost in Shadow||W. H. Pugmire|
|The Rasping Absence||Richard Gavin|
|Black Ships Seen South of Heaven||Caitlín R. Kiernan|
|The Dark Sea Within||Jason V Brock|
|Sealed by the Moon||Gary Fry|
|Broken Sleep||Cody Goodfellow|
|A Prism of Darkness||Darrell Schweitzer|
|Night of the Piper||Ann K. Schwader|
|We Are Made of Stars||Jonathan Thomas|
|Contact||John Pelan and Stephen Mark Rainey|
|Cult of the Dead||Lois H. Gresh|
|Dark Redeemer||Will Murray|
|In the Event of Death||Simon Strantzas|
|The Wall of Asshur-sin||Donald Tyson|
|Fear Lurks Atop Tempest Mount||Charles Lovecraft|
I was particularly pleased to get the long (9000 words) story by Fred Chappell, a wonderful tale of archaeological horror. That last item is a poem—a series of 12 sonnets based on “The Lurking Fear.”
I was happy to receive copies of the Weird Fiction Review No. 4 (“Fall 2013”) yesterday. It is a splendid-looking issue, with a cover that pays homage to Forrest J Ackerman’s Famous Monsters of Filmland. The 271-page issue has the usual bountiful array of fiction, articles, and poetry. Its list price is $35.00, but I have a number of copies that I would be happy to dispose of for $25.00 on my usual terms to interested customers.
On that note, I would like to hold a kind of “fire sale” of some of my recent books (or books in which I was involved in one way or the other, if only as a copyeditor), just to get the books out of the house and clear some space on my shelves. So I am prepared to offer the following books at the bargain basement price of $10.00 a copy unless otherwise noted. Better act fast, as in most cases copies are very limited!
I was pleased to read two nice reviews of my novel, The Assaults of Chaos, although as of this writing neither has (to my knowledge) actually appeared in print. But I believe they will soon. One is by Tony Fonseca and will appear in the (delayed) “Fall 2013” issue of Dead Reckonings. The other is by Don Webb and will appear in some future issue of the New York Review of Science Fiction.
A long and wide-ranging interview of me, spanning the spectrum from weird fiction to atheism, conducted by Matthew Marczi has appeared online on a website called Heathen Harvest (http://heathenharvest.org/2014/01/12/gods-of-the-godless-a-discussion-on-h-p-lovecraft-with-s-t-joshi/). This interview was conducted over several months some time ago, and I thoroughly enjoyed answering Marczi’s thought-provoking queries.
That’s it for now. Many more projects in the works, as always, but more on them later!
After a restful and enjoyable visit to my sister Nalini’s house in Carmel Valley, CA, over the holidays (Dec. 24–27), I have resumed my customarily hectic round of work. I have virtually completed work on the Variorum Lovecraft, which is now scheduled for appearance in 3 volumes from Hippocampus Press this summer—presumably around the time of HPL’s 124th birthday on August 20. I believe it will be a revelation to many readers.
I have also submitted final corrections to the proofs of Searchers After Horror, my anthology of original weird stories from Fedogan & Bremer. I have still not been informed as to the exact release date of this book, but I am hoping that the publisher can issue it by the time of the World Horror Convention in Portland, OR (May 8–11), where I and several other contributors will be in attendance.
I, along with Sam Gafford, have also taken over the editing of the critical anthology William Hope Hodgson: Voices from the Borderland, which Massimo Berruti has been editing for years. Massimo has had various personal and professional difficulties, but he did pass on as many as ten original essays he had commissioned for the book. I have now augmented this material with several additional essays (including four taken from the first issue of Sam Gafford’s journal Sargasso), some older pieces (including those by Lovecraft, Clark Ashton Smith, Fritz Leiber, and August Derleth), and the bibliography of Hodgson that Sam, Mike Ashley, and I have been compiling. The book is now virtually ready and should be a hefty 320 pages or thereabouts.
I expect to complete my bibliography, 200 Books by S. T. Joshi, in the next few weeks, after a flurry of as many as eight of my books appear:
My edition of the stories of Carl Jacobi (edited with John Pelan) is apparently also imminent from Centipede Press, although I am not certain of the exact publication date. My 200 Books, aside from including a complete bibliography of my writings, will also include one of my earliest tales, “Murder” (1973)—although it now appears that I wrote two stories in 1972, which were published in a school publication called The Cosmic Meld of which I have no copies—along with an essay I wrote in 1975, “The Writing of Mystery and Horror Writers of the Twentieth Century,” recounting my first volume of literary criticism. Amusingly enough, this stillborn book—which at one time reached 250 manuscript pages—was the ultimate origin of my Unutterable Horror (2012) and perhaps even of the book on detective stories that I am writing at this moment.
I have received some exciting proposals for books on my Studies in Supernatural Literature series. Justin Everett and Jeffrey Shanks have submitted a proposal for a volume of original essays on the magazine Weird Tales, while Tony Fonseca and June Pulliam (the current editors of Dead Reckonings) have sent in a splendid proposal for a monograph on Richard Matheson. If accepted, both books will be completed in early 2015 and will appear later that year.
I am on the verge of submitting my anthology Black Wings IV to PS Publishing, as soon as one fugitive contribution comes in. When it does so, I shall list the contents here. There is a great deal of splendid material here, by the usual suspects.
On a personal note, I am saddened by the absence of our cat Paolo since the evening of December 26. We have no idea what has happened to him, and we have searched the neighbourhood on many occasions to look for him, to say nothing of putting up fliers, advertising on lost-cat websites, etc. There will be a hole in my heart if that furry little creature is never found.