C Is For Conan & Cthulhu

I’m something of a geek, in case that hasn’t already been made clear. And as such, I’m a complete sucker for fantastical, pulpy goodness by the likes of Robert E. Howard and H.P. Lovecraft (fancy degree in “lit-ra-chur” from the esteemed University of Texas aside). The visceral power in Howard’s Conan stories appeals to the whole “rugged individualist” concept so fully (and sometimes painfully) cherished by my inner Texan. Meanwhile, the cosmic dread of Lovecraft’s Cthulhu stories tickles the right spot in my gloomy Celt nature.

There are far better literary critiques of these two authors out there (I won’t insult your mad googlin’ skills linking to any, because I’m lazy this morning) than I’m prepared to give at this time. Let’s just say that if you haven’t actually read REH or HPL – instead, perhaps, only being familiar with their writing through the crappy movies that are, at best, based on their works – you owe it to yourself to give them a look. And if you are already a fan, then read ’em both again sometime. There’s more going on with both authors than one, two, or sometimes even five reads will reveal.

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