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ambrose bierce, h p lovecraft, horror, ramsey campbell, ruthanna emrys, short stories, sonia h greene
Welcome to Week 80 of my horror short fiction review project! There’s quite an array of stories this week, all of them fundamentally different from the others, so comparisons are difficult. My favorite story of the week was clear though: Ramsey Campbell’s “Hearing Is Believing” involving phantom radio transmissions and visions of an apocalyptic wasteland. How can you go wrong with those?
Alone with the Horrors, by Ramsey Campbell (Tor, 2004)
“Hearing is Believing”
The narrator has a mundane life at work—Campbell has a way of strongly characterizing both people and the national mood in the UK in 1979 in only a few brief passages—but at night he comes home and listens to his beloved radio. Then it begins picking up strange transmissions of people fleeing something that pursues them as it digs through the ruble of a rain, post-apocalyptic wasteland. At the end, almost inevitably it seems, the narrator is transported to this world he’s been listening to. Lots of fun, and a great premise.
The Mammoth Book of Cthulhu, edited by Paula Guran (Running Press, 2016)
“Those Who Watch” by Ruthanna Emrys
A neurotic librarian at a community college in Louisiana gets bitten by a book on her first day on the job and it imprints a tattoo of a galaxy on her arm. This happens in the presence of her boss, who doesn’t even react, nor does the librarian who got bitten. A normal human reaction would have been to go to the emergency room, to report the incident to the police, or tell everyone you meet that something insane has just happened. None of that happens. The library seems to be a kind of weirdness magnet, or perhaps a light-hearted version of a Hellmouth in the Buffyverse. There’s no actual plot or story here, just a sketchy introduction to a protagonist and a setting; I wonder if this “story” will actually serve as the first chapter of a novel, because on its own, there’s really not much here. In terms of writing style, it’s rambling and full of digressions. Also not even remotely related to the Cthulhu Mythos.
The Hastur Cycle, Second Edition, edited by Robert M. Price (Chaosium, 1997)
“An Inhabitant of Carcosa” by Ambrose Bierce
This is the second of Bierce’s stories from which Chambers cribbed some names later used in his King in Yellow Mythos. Like “Haïta the Shepherd,” other than the names, this story has no relation to the actual King in Yellow Mythos. An extremely brief tale (comprising just three pages in this compilation), it is the story of a man from a city named Carcosa who awakens in a ruined graveyard with no memories of how he got there. His last memory is of being sick with a fever. First a lynx then an owl then a man bearing a torch ignore the man’s existence. He realizes that it is pitch black but he can see as clear as day. Most readers will have seen this one coming from the outset: the protagonist is actually dead and sees his own tombstone, which is cracked and weathered from age. The story ends nicely with an “editor’s note”: “Such are the facts imparted to the medium Bayrolles by the spirit Hoseib Alar Robardin.” Like the first story in the collection, not a bad one, but other than the name-dropping, it’s irrelevant for fans of Chambers’ King in Yellow Mythos.
The Crawling Chaos and Others: The Annotated Revisions and Collaborations of H.P. Lovecraft, Vol. 1, edited by S.T. Joshi (Arcane Wisdom, 2012)
“The Horror at Martin’s Beach” by H.P. Lovecraft and Sonia H. Greene
There are some very good elements in this story and also some silliness, which is unfortunate. A fifty-foot long carcass of an unknown species of fish is recovered. It has rudimentary forelegs, a single great eye, and peculiar brain developments that hint at a greater-than-fishlike level of intelligence. Oh and scientific analysis determines that the fish was a newborn, suggesting, of course, that the adult form is much, much larger in size. Then an adult shows up (sort of): it remains submerged but gets into a very odd episode of tug of war with some sailors on shore. The men seem to be mesmerized or something similar because they can’t release the rope. It then departs with a sinister laugh without ever revealing itself. The initial premise is great but the resolution of the plot leaves a lot to be desired. So much squandered potential here.