Friday, July 20, 2018

It's Theatah, Darling--Drama Drama Drama

Oh yes, my ducks, I was once certain that my future wou'd be in drama, perhaps as a playwright but moft assuredly as an actor. Indeed, as a high school student I was determined, after graduation, to become "the next Boris Karloff" and make my living in horror cinema. (I had, after all, won Best Actor Award, pictur'd above, in 1970.) It wasn't until I played in a few professional productions, after high school, that I discover'd, to my dismay, that I was a wretched actor, that I slurred dialogue and was a bit of a ham. Thus I set aside my acting awards (I had won two, but lost one, a golden medal, when I attach'd it by safety-pin to my punk rock boots and it flew off during a slam-dance session), and took up ye Pen of Weird Fiction. I feel, however, that my tales are pregnant with drama, although I tend to avoid scenes of violence. 

I am still uncertain when my next two books will see publication, but I am hoping it happens this year. We lost our original illustrator for my forthcoming Hippocampus title, a weird novel set in Lovecraft's dreamlands, written with David Barker. My publisher assures me that he will find some equally fabulous illustrator, but this may delay publication. So, be patient, my sweets, ye tomes will tumble toward ya in time.  

Hope all be well with y'all.

Sunday, July 15, 2018

still yakking



Pictur'd above are my two chums, Ghoulie Shea and Bho Bloch. I knew them moftly through correspondence, although Vernon and I began to engage in lengthy 'phone conversations. It was Bloch who introduced me to Vernon by supplying me with his address. Shea became a very important friend, a living link to my great obsession, H. P. Lovecraft. I often sit and dwell on memories of Vernon, always regretting that he is gone and feeling fortunate to have known him in his last years. I've been thinking about him, moftly, because I've been rereading some old Necronomicon Press booklets, and recently dipped into Vernon's In Search of Lovecraft. 

Vernon had two or three tales publish'd in professional volumes, and edited two fictional anthologies of his own. His short story "The Haunter of the Graveyard" remains one of my favourite Cthulhu Mythos stories, and so enchanted me that I actually wrote a sequel to it,"Gathered Dust", whut became the title story of one of my books publish'd by Dark Regions Press. (The story will be reprinted this year in my new hardcover collection from Centipede Press.)

So here's to J.Vernon Shea--devoted Lovecraftian, cherish'd chum.