Midnight Tales by William Fryer Harvey, TOC

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Midnight House • (1910) • short story by William Fryer Harvey
The Dabblers • (1928) • short story by William Fryer Harvey
Unwinding • (1910) • short fiction by William Fryer Harvey
Mrs. Ormerod • (1933) • short story by William Fryer Harvey
Double Demon • (1933) • short story by William Fryer Harvey
The Tool • (1928) • short story by William Fryer Harvey
The Heart of the Fire • (1928) • short fiction by William Fryer Harvey
The Clock • (1928) • short story by William Fryer Harvey
Peter Levisham • (1928) • short fiction by William Fryer Harvey
Miss Cornelius • (1928) • novelette by William Fryer Harvey
The Man Who Hated Aspidistras • (1933) • short story by William Fryer Harvey
Sambo • (1910) • short story by William Fryer Harvey
The Star • (1910) • short fiction by William Fryer Harvey

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Weird Vampire Tales, ed. by Robert Weinberg, Stefan R. Dziemianowicz, & Martin H. Greenberg, 1992, TOC

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Table of Contents

The Man Who Cast No Shadow • interior artwork by Virgil Finlay

11 • Introduction (Weird Vampire Tales) • essay by Stefan Dziemianowicz
19 • The Man Who Cast No Shadow • [Jules de Grandin] • (1927) • novelette by Seabury Quinn
39 • The Wolf Woman • (1927) • novelette by Bassett Morgan (variant of The Wolf-Woman)
59 • The Canal • (1927) • short story by Everil Worrell
75 • A Rendezvous in Averoigne • [Averoigne] • (1931) • short story by Clark Ashton Smith
87 • Placide’s Wife • [Nita Duboin] • (1931) • novelette by W. K. Mashburn, Jr. [as by Kirk Mashburn]
103 • The Horror from the Mound • (1932) • short story by Robert E. Howard
117 • Vampire Village • (1932) • short story by Edmond Hamilton [as by Hugh Davidson]
129 • Revelations in Black • (1933) •…

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Vampire Women Rock! Remembering Weird Tales Writer, Everil Worrell (1893-1969)

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I wanted to introduce you, fellow lover of “the weird”, to a long-overlooked writer of quality short fiction, Everil Worrell (1893-1969), who, beginning in 1926, was a regular contributor to Weird Tales magazine. Worrell’s perhaps most well-known story “The Canal” mixes fishermen, vampires, and murky water to make an intoxicating brew. The story first appeared in Weird Tales in December 1927; and was later made into a TV episode on Rod Serling’s popular series, Night Gallery (see end of this post).

Everil Worrell was born on November 3, 1893 in Nebraska. What was known about her life was collected in a biography written by her daughter, Jeanne Eileen Murphy, and included in the Robert Weinberg’s Weird Tales Collector in 1977.

THWRDTLSCL1977Cover of the 1977 first edition of Robert Weinberg’s Weird Tales Collector

Worrell married in 1926, and, in the same year she began regular appearances in Weird Tales. It’s…

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Horror x 40 — History’s Creepiest Book Covers! #1: I Am Legend by Richard Matheson…


Richard Matheson, I Am Legend; Corgi Books 1960 edition

It’s not the violence or even the murdered woman that makes this cover creepy. It’s the hammer in the hand of the man standing over her, and the implication that he’s about to pound that stake straight into the ground.

A newer edition sported this 1997 cover (below); my favorite cover to date of Matheson’s vampire masterpiece.

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“I’ll breathe a spell, shall Cleve the ground…”


“He took the sacramental chalice, and stretching forth his bare arm, cried in a loud voice:

‘Come ye viewless ministers of this dread hour! come from the fenny lake, the hanging rock, and the midnight cave! The moon is red—the stars are out—the sky is burning—and all nature stands aghast at what we do!’

Then, replacing the sacred vessel on the altar, he drew, one by one, from different parts of his body, from his knotted hair, from his bosom, from beneath his nails, the unholy things which he cast into it.

‘This,’ said he, ‘I plucked from the beak of a raven feeding on a murderer’s brains! This is the mad dog’s foam! These, the spurgings of a dead man’s eyes, gathered since the rising of the evening star! This is a screech-owl’s egg! This, a single drop of black blood, squeezed from the heart of a sweltered toad! This, an adder’s tongue! And here, ten grains of the gray moss that grew upon a skull which had lain in the charnel-house three hundred years!’

And his eyes seemed like balls of fire as he cast them upwards. ‘I call ye once! I call ye twice! Dare ye deny me! Nay, then, as I call ye thrice, I’ll wound mine arm, and as it drops, I’ll breathe a spell shall cleave the ground and drag you here!’”

– William Mudford, “Reign of Terror”

Source: “I’ll breathe a spell, shall Cleve the ground…”

O for a Muse of fire…


” O for a Muse of fire…” (Art by Annette @ Deviantart)

O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i’ th’ receiving earth;
For ’tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,
Carry them and there, jumping o’er times,
Turning th’ accomplishments of many years
Into an hourglass…

– William Shakespeare, Henry V

Source: O for a Muse of fire…

Adding Diversity, Equality & Compassion to H. P. Lovecraft’s “Mythos” & “Lovecraftian” – Style Fiction …

Hello from Lovecraft Country!

You know I can’t stay away. And neither can you. We are endlessly fascinated with him and his weirdness, his…oddity.

I’m always spending time here in Lovecraft Country. All of that “when you stare into the abyss, it stares back into you” stuff just thrills me. I’m a weirdo.  And I’m a proud one.

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On this outing, I have brought back dripping and smelling like seaweed…a couple of pretty cool treasures to share with you: they are two anthologies I swam by that are putting ethnicity and diversity into the ongoing mythos…the prickly “Lovecraftiana” that is like an ugly beauty mark on the face of American fiction.

The “Lovecraft Mythos” (aka. rather erroneously as the “Cthulhu Mythos”) and “Lovecraftian” horror (refer to links below under Further Reading), have been associated since the turn of the twentieth century with the fictional (and now horro-cultural) world created by the late American writer Howard Phillips Lovecraft (HPL).


An early photograph of Howard Phillips Lovecraft (HPL). (Source: Pinterest)

To  put a quick point on it, for the sake of this post,  HPL has long been discussed in socio-cultural, critically-artistic circles for what appears to be racist views he harbored toward non-Anglo types: urban immigrants crammed into big cities, people of various languages and skin colors.

Basically, HPL seemed averse to anyone/any lifestyle not like him/his own; frightened and as phobic as the child on the playground afraid of catching “cooties” from the other children. As we are aware now, in our way-post-Freudian age of the twenty-first century, the hatred of those different from ourselves has its genesis in no other place than that of complete and utter fear, regardless of it’s acknowledgeability, as inhibitive phobias and fears go (many of which are due to mental illnesses); it will never be mitigated in its inexcusability. What this fear can result in over the generations to which it is passed can be and has been devastating to the human race.

The society and culture in which HPL had been conditioned from his boyhood tightened, rather than loosened, the age-old strictures of fin de siècle New England until, for a sensitive, eccentric, perhaps emotionally and mentally challenged young boy (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) and Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) come to mind when reading HPL’s work and letters; as well as shades of Attention Deficit Disorder (ADD—all—all known today as mental illnesses): a myopic, crystallized form of xenophobia became a safe, secure (albeit self-serving, non-compassionate) location from which to view “the Other”—much like his very own biplane from which he could fly over and view his own Mountains of Madness”. (I am not of the opinion that HPL’s aversion to those unlike him is of the same cloth as the violent, hate-crime-producing racism that the United States of America has been fighting since the U.S. Civil War of the mid-1860s.) (Ironically, HPL’s Rhode Island town was called “Providence” — and running through its tiny heart like veins were streets named “Angell”, and “Hope”).

I will take the time to note here, though, that 1) this is not a compassionate not a humane way of viewing our fellow human beings; 2) I have never come across another human being, living or dead, who has written about or otherwise communicated having seen anything good, advantageous, or peaceful ever come of a bigoted, “Other”-phobic, narrow-minded viewpoint/way of life; and 3) in no way does The Sanguine Woods support any of the above.

And now, on to the books…

The Books

Equal Opportunities Madness, Edited by Michelle Stengel

‘In the depths of the cosmos there is madness to be found and there are stories to be told… The Elder Gods, Cthulhu, Nyarlethotep, and the like have a taste for fear, for madness, for flesh… But over the years they have grown bored with the61Ox8lZZIUL taste of the standard straight, white male so often portrayed in the tales of the Mythos. Like a human being with a hankering for Thai after a steady diet of steak and potatoes, the Gods of the Mythos are craving something different…”

I almost didn’t go there, but due to a falling out with Edgar Wallace over his African stories, I wrote a story which was a riposte to the colonial white protagonists of Wallace and the cultist white protagonists of Lovecraft. A story of Igbo villagers in 1920s colonial Nigeria, facing yet more disruption to their way of life – and dealing with it on their own…

The dibia looked up. He was thin and naked except for a dirty white cloak which lay over one shoulder. The cloak covered his lap and went down to the torn matting on the ground.

“Nduka son of Onodugo. I did not think to see you.”

“I did not think to come.” Nduka sat cross-legged opposite the dibia. “Until today. But a dead man once told me that you speak to the gods.”

“It has been known.” The dibia smiled, showing broken teeth.’

Equal Opportunities Madness Table of Contents

  1. Scars of a Certain Value by Christine Lucas
  2. The Horror of the Atoll by DJ Tyrer
  3. With the Dark and the Storm by John Linwood Grant
  4. The Sisters Derleth by Michelle D. Sonnier
  5. A Singular Event, in Several Courses by Kris Dikeman
  6. The Bath, Bottle, and Bar’nyeth Party by Lizz-Ayn Shaarawi
  7. Innsmouth Blues by Jean Roberta
  8. The Black Magnolia on the Bank of the Night’s River by Gordon White
  9. The Thing at Akeley Farm by A.Z. Louise
  10. But Who Can Catch Leviathan? by Chris Pearce
  11. North Bronx Nightmare by Andrea Stanet
  12. The P’tulpa Cult by Daniel S. Duvall
  13. Golem by Jennifer R. Povey
  14. Dreidel of Dread: The Very Cthulhu Chanukah by Alex Shvartsman

Equal Opportunities Madness is available in print at Amazon, and as an ebook from Smashwords:




Heroes of Red Hook, Edited by Brian M. Sammons & Oscar Rios

“Heroes of Red Hook is a collection of eighteen cosmic horror tales taking place during the Jazz Era with a very specific focus. Our heroes and heroines are the outsiders who are most often blamed (wrongly so) for the actions of various alien 427108051horrors of the mythos. Our heroes and heroines are members of ethnic and religious minorities, immigrants, independent free thinking women, those with special needs, and members of the LGBT community. This collection features people struggling to overcome not only the horrors beyond mankind’s understanding, but an oppressive society seeking to deny them basic human rights. “

Heroes of Red Hook Table of Contents

  1. A True Telling of the Terror that Came to Red Hook by William Meikle
  2. Ivan and the Hurting Doll by Mercedes M. Yardley
  3. A Gentleman of Darkness by Wilum Hopfrog Pugmire
  4. Hungry Ghosts by Cody Goodfellow
  5. Tell Me No Lies by Sam Stone
  6. O Friend and Companion of Night by Vincent Kovar
  7. Across a River of Stars by Scott R. Jones
  8. Old Time Religion by Paula R. Stiles
  9. Men and Women by Oscar Rios
  10. The Eye of Infinity by Sam Gafford
  11. Lords of Karma by Glynn Owen Barrass and Juliana Quartaroli
  12. A Ghastly Detestable Pallor by Penelope Love
  13. Crossing the Line by Tom Lynch
  14. The Guilt of Nikki Cotton by Pete Rawlik
  15. Brickwalk Mollies by Christine Morgan
  16. The Backwards Man by Tim Waggoner
  17. Beyond the Black Arcade by Edward M. Erdelac
  18. Shadows Upon the Matanzas by Lee Clark Zumpe

Heroes of Red Hook is available here:


We acknowledge and thank the following for the content/images shared above; as well as the various Internet sites listed under Further Reading below.


Further Reading


Image from the cover of a novel by Matt Ruff.

For more information on HPL, his relevant views, and his powerful fiction, the widespread reading of which I do heartily advocate, visit these sites. I encourage you to do your own research as well beginning with the fiction, then the letters, then other viewpoints like those in the articles listed below, which are none-too-lacking on the Internet.

[Please Note: By sharing the following, The Sanguine Woods is not suggesting an accord with any of the ideas these articles or their writers share here; our sharing these viewpoints in no way suggests we advocate the ideologies supporters or detractors of these viewpoints purport.]51uoSWjQq3L._SX331_BO1,204,203,200_

Who Is This HPL Guy Anyway?



The Complete Lovecraft Archive: http://www.hplovecraft.com


What Is the Lovecraft (aka. the Cthulhu) “Mythos”?




What Is Meant by the Term “Lovecratian” & “Cosmic” Horror?




A more recent work of “Lovecraftian” fiction, the novella The Ballad of Black Tom has received strong reviews.

Moving Further into the Mire & Mythos…





About the Charges of Xenophobia & Racism…The-Age-of-Lovecraft-1







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And then some…



Always thoughtful, always honest, always engrossed in the utterly horrifying.