This is perhaps one of the best tributes to H.P. Lovecraft I have read in recent memory. Patton Oswalt tells a story of a walk through Providence, Rhode Island, and over the course of it manages to capture the feel of Lovecraft’s work without it feeling artificial or derivative. It is a striking piece and I find myself eerily affected by it.
I’ve been reading though a massive collection of Lovecraft’s short stories, doing research for one of my projects, and Oswalt’s post fits neatly into the bits of Lovecraftian lore that have been surging and sliding about inside of my head. Go read this post. Now.
Thanks go to Quentin for drawing my attention to this via his shared items feed on the GOOG.
