Reading a few more stories out of THE CALL OF CUTHULHU by H.P. Lovecraft: "The Festival" and almost through "He." For some reason these two stories have a different feel to them than the previous ones in this collection. Not sure if it's the strong sense of autobiography oozing from the bizarre nostalgia or superior mastery of the storytelling but --- for me at least --- they are truly gripping and creepy.
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"It is with considerable difficulty that I remember the original era of my being." Mary Shelley, FRANKENSTEIN
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