Per Scumpup’s critique, what little I know of HPL has left me worried that reading such turgid prose might leave me not so much skeeved as annoyed. However, I see enough positve reviews above that I’ll give ol’ H.P. a go and see how I like it. As I am developing a gnat-like attention span (I blame the internet), I think I’ll go for some short stories…looks like any of the anthologies above would be a good place to start, perhaps “Best of…”.
Anyway, I sometimes feel I just have to know what this Cthulhu business is all about. I’m not aware of any fictional god/monster/thing that inspires as much pseudo-worship (I have to wonder how “pseudo” it is with some people) as Lord Cthulhu and his tentacled visage. I mean, randomly searching the 'net one day for stuff to shed some light after seeing a particularly weird Cthulhu-themed T-shit, I came across this little gem (sung to the tune of “She Loves You” by the Beatles, I guess).
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I know he’s come for you
Though my madness makes me blind
He’s reaching out right now
To crush your puny mind
Cthulhu’s risin’
and you know that’s pretty bad
Cthulhu’s risin’
and you know he’ll drive you mad
Oo, Cthulhu, ia, ia, ia
Cthulhu, ia, ia, ia
With a god like that
You know we’ll all go mad
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Whah? Well, here’s hoping that reams of exposition and a massive overdose of adjectives don’t drive me insane!
Thanks all! And please, do continue!