A featured quote in today’s NYT science section:
No, I’m not giving that any context. It’s too deliciously creepy.
It’s not only creepy. It’s dread, unspeakable, and eldritch.
Stephen King surely is listening.
I think it’s cyclopean.
It’s the best news I’ve heard all day!
Hot!
But is it squamous?
Is Washington D.C. considered part of New England?
Asking for a friend.
^ Nope; Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Massachusetts, Rhode Island and Connecticut (motto: “The middle ‘c’ is silent”).
Or rugose.
Don’t forget squalid, accursed, unseemly, foetid, and malignant.
In another interview one of the main researchers said:
Ruling the earth will be easier then.
The stars will soon be right!
And batrachian!
It’s a camel?
Such alarmism. the article is just about a Supervolcano, the sort that would destroy all life on Earth.
I bet you’re all relieved now. No eldritch horror. Just the end of life forever in the midst of ashes and fire.
Tenebrous, baby!
Hideously blasphemous!
(Am I the only one who thinks Lovecraft tries too hard? I think he’d be pitted for his writing style if he posted here)
When Lovecraft was writing a horror! story, and trying to impress you with how horrible! the horrific! horrors! are, he could be way over the top.
When he was just telling a story, and painting a picture with words, he was wonderful. He could write some of the most poetic prose you will ever read.
That’s true. After slogging through his prose for a while I finally discovered it works best if you take a surreal approach: don’t build the scene in your mind using his words as bricks–literal and specifically loaded and defined (like Dickens), just let the words pass directly into your subconscious mind, like wisps of vapor, to create a shimmering watercolor a bit ill-defined about the edges.