It is... clear to me that while I enjoy some aspects of Lovecraft's Mythos, I simply cannot apreciate several of the major themes. I can understand the deranged cult driven mad by powerlust, psychic emanations and the dark corners of their own psyche. I enjoy the unusual creatures, great entities that span the stars and ultimate, indifferent universal forces.
I can even jive with Nyarlathotep when it is in a reasonably jovial mood and mask.
However, the cosmicism (or rather the near-mad obsession on cosmic indifference and insignificance), the racism, the classism and the frequent themes of inherited degeneration and corruption (for a given amount of "corrupt") simply do not appeal to me.
Thus, I am in the process of writing a number of stories and short stories which will try to outline my preference for Lovecraft-lite.
First, the Main-story.
The main characters are pegged as a boy-knows-girl setup but could have just as easily been two male friends in a more traditional story.
Then came this thought:
There was a bit of a discussion about "purism", but that is neither here nor there.
Here is the first part of the first short story.
I realize it has very little to do with traditional lovecraftian fiction, what with the realization that Cthulhu won;t rise for a clear 4000 years and that most of the deranged rituals for drawing power (save sacrifice and consumption of human or animal) simply are not necessarily and are more creations of madness than of practical sorcery. However, I like it well enough and I realize that it is not for everyone.