I’m genuinely not sure what Mal would have done if Hastur had yielded. Human Mal would have let him go, but Monster Mal has a more flexible moral code (it’s a complex code detailing the hows whys and whens of eating someone’s face).

I wish I hadn’t used the Crimson Tide reference last time. Still, I think I might be the only person who remembers that movie, so I’m hopefully the only person disappointed by this.

Things have been…weird? Sort of mostly good but so much has happened over the last few years I keep waiting for the next thing/body part to catch fire/turn hostile. My only real regret (at least on a personal level, in a wider sense I regret the world being on fire) is that I’m not fabulously wealthy.

Fabulous wealth would be a real help at this point.

Lovecraftian stuff is all over the place at the moment (if you want to tell me about anything let me know in the comments). Perhaps the best thing I’ve read so far this year is A Song For Quiet by Cassandra Khaw. 

It’s not a long book, but Khaw manages to pack equal parts horror, dread and strange beauty into a tightly told tale of the American South. She is absolutely unflinching about confronting the human horrors of racism while also bringing a genuinely unsettling range of supernatural horrors onto the page.

It’s great. The only bad thing I can say about it is that I wish there was another book in the series already.

That’s it for me for now, the ravening hell beast that is my day job demands sacrifice.

Until next time may your enemies forever feel out of place, like an extra toe.

– Andrew