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Our Member of the Month for January, 2025 is Robert E. Petersen of Boise, Idaho.
Robert says: “I discovered H.P. Lovecraft in 2005 at the crotchety age of 17. I had fallen head-over-heels for Edgar Allan Poe a few years prior, and after nearly wearing out my copy of his complete tales, I needed something else to scratch that itch. That turned out to be a tall order. In Poe I had found not just a compelling writer, but a conjurer who could transport me wholesale into his twisted worlds. His stories weren’t just frightening and entertaining, they were vivid hallucinations—like reading a dream. Poe was the closest thing to magic I had experienced in art up to that point in my life. Contemporary horror writers like Barker, King, et al. were a lot of grim fun, but none of them grabbed me by the soul and shook me the way that Poe did.
Enter HPL.
H.P. Lovecraft was a name I had heard floating around, but all I knew was that he was some sort of a weird cult figure from the early 20th century – a name you might toss around alongside Aleister Crowley or Rasputin. I’m not even sure I knew he was an author until I saw one of his books on the shelf in the horror section of a chain book store.
It was called The Doom that Came to Sarnath and Other Stories. The name was all I needed to be sold. I was in. I bought it, along with a stack of other Lovecraft del Rey paperbacks, threw them into my ancient, punk patch-covered North Face backpack, and devoured them the moment I got home.
Here, finally, was another writer who got it. These weren’t just stories, they were vivid phantasmagorias that tapped into a deep, primal sense of otherworldly awe that lurked in… well, certainly me, but I’d like to think in most other people, too. Reading them was like staring into the starry sky, alone, in the middle of a chilly night. Or vaguely recalling something glimpsed in a half-remembered childhood nightmare.
Yes, there were crazy monsters, wooden dialogue, and a little bit of melodrama and kitsch, too. But that just added to the charm.
A film degree, a marriage, two career changes, a child, and a cross-country move later, I’m now entering my 3rd decade of enjoying H.P. Lovecraft. These days I particularly like reading his stories from the original pulps when I can – the crumbling, yellowed pages and 1920’s advertisements helping to sweep me a century back in time. I particularly enjoy perusing The Eyrie letters section in Weird Tales and seeing that Lovecraft was spellbinding my fellow nerds of a century ago in precisely the same way he has spellbound me."