Monday, June 29, 2009

I don't understand H.P. Lovecraft.

And I tried. I really did. I read anthologies from the library and even purchased a few (or one) at this amazing used bookstore. But I just don't see the appeal. Every time I read a story, it's over, and I've missed the monster or the GREAT, BIG HORROR at the end. I go back, and I still miss the damn thing.

But even still, I really enjoyed "I Cthulhu" by Neil Gaiman. It's short, quirky, and entertaining. If you get a chance or if you like staying up late for no particular reason, even though you know you have work in less than six hours, you should check out this story.