Category: cosmic horror
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The Thermostat of Terror, or Climbing the Ladder of Dread
HP Lovecraft had a notorious, borderline pathological hatred of the cold. When the thermometer dipped in New England, the gentleman from Providence didn’t just bundle up—he practically withered away. He became physically sluggish, deeply miserable, and convinced that warmth was synonymous with comfort and life, while the frigid cold was the domain of absolute evil…
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Ten Memorable Tales
The power of good fiction is that it stays with you. It becomes part of you. Occupying a place in your memory that never lets you forget the impact the words made upon you. So for today on Threads that Bind, I thought I’d share 10 stories that have become part of me. Ten tales…
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The Nihilistic Void of Lovecraft’s Cosmicism:
Art, Indifference, and Ironic Immortality The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each…
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Gore Revisited
Or, The Pale Blue Dot and Existential Dread Last month I posted why I don’t write gore. You can read it here. Four excellent comments were posted and I decided that rather than reply to each one individually, I’d reply to the thoughts that were expressed in a follow-up post. So here we go! It’s…
