G. S. Carnivals

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  • Thank you kindly, G.S. Carnivals. The interview was enjoyable for me as well. I look forward to seeing it on December 9th.
    Good god,you"ve been busy.Really enjoying Thomas Ligotti,im trying to get my friends hooked too but not much in print.I bought "Teatro Grottesco & the novel" today.Best wishesSteve.
    Sorry about confusion of the two split editions of Nightmare Factory, It was the graphic novel edition after all.Steve.
    "Tibet: Carnivals?" "Ligotti: Ceremonies for initiating children into the cult of the sinister." Could you explain me why? I thought "Carnivals" were usually happy celebrations. But why sinister...?


    In the students’ gallery hung the fading reproductions of a dozen schools of painting, for the most part images of worlds without meaning. However, grouped together in a small alcove Halliday found the surrealists Delvaux, Chirico and Ernst. These strange landscapes, inspired by dreams that his own could no longer echo, filled Halliday with a profound sense of nostalgia. One above all, Delvaux’s ‘The Echo’, which depicted a naked Junoesque woman walking among immaculate ruins under a midnight sky, reminded Um of his own recurrent fantasy. The infinite longing contained in the picture, the synthetic time created by the receding images of the woman, belonged to the landscape of his unseen night.

    The Day of Forever (1967)


    Behind it, the ark of his covenant, stood two photographs in a hinged blackwood frame. On the left was a snapshot of himself at the age of four, sitting on a lawn between his parents before their divorce. On the right, exorcizing this memory, was a faded reproduction of a small painting he had clipped from a magazine, ‘Jours de Lenteur’ by Yves Tanguy. With its smooth, pebble-like objects, drained of all associations, suspended on a washed tidal floor, this painting had helped to free him from the tiresome repetitions of everyday life. The rounded milky forms were isolated on their ocean bed like the houseboat on the exposed bank of the river.

    The Drought (1965)
    Thank you for your kind words re my signature. I believe those words to the full. I remember them when I sometimes feel my lack of talent when I compare my work to that of Ligotti, or Laird Barron, or H. P. Lovecraft; but I strive, as my signature states, to "do what I can." My reward is to know that my fiction has brought joy to Mythos fans and to those who are obsess'd with Lovecraft, as am I.
    Thank you, Phil. I'm honored to have been asked, and, believe it or not, even more honored that you don't think me a windbag.
    Hello G. S. Canivals.It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance and to be counted among your friends. I look forward to sharing future thoughts/revelations/phantasmata with you. Until next time.Cheers,-H.C.
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