S. T. Joshi’s Blog

April 25, 2025 — Various Things to Report

I continue to be busy on many fronts. My biography of Clark Ashton Smith has reached close to 45,000 words, as I have nearly finished the first four chapters, covering his life down through 1922. I am just entering into a discussion of Smith’s involvement with Lovecraft, and his association with Donald Wandrei and others will soon follow.

Speaking of Lovecraft, I recently wrote an introduction to a charming little edition of his works, The Call of Cthulhu & Other Stories, published by Flame Tree (https://www.flametreepublishing.com/the-call-of-cthulhu-&-other-stories-isbn-9781835622759.html). This is a pocket book measuring 4 × 6 inches and containing sixteen stories, mostly his shorter tales. I worked with the UK office of Flame Tree, but the book appears to be available in the US. I have one spare copy that I will happily let go for $15.

I have just published my edition of the weird tales of W. Elwyn Backus (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F5QBG7GG). This fellow is famous (if indeed he is famous at all) for the brief tale “The Phantom Bus,” which Dashiell Hammett reprinted (from Weird Tales, September 1930) in his anthology Creeps by Night (1931). But the bulk of my edition is taken up with two serialised novels, Behind the Moon and The Waning of a World, which are early ventures into science fiction. Backus’s work is engaging and entertaining, even though I doubt he will ever attain classic status as a weird writer. I am now at work on an edition of the tales of Bassett Morgan.

The first of the twenty volumes of weird fiction that I have compiled for Conversation Tree Press, a Canadian publisher of limited edition books, has appeared: William Hope Hodgson’s The House on the Borderland & Others (https://conversationtreepress.com/collections/all/products/weird-house-borderland-hodgson-joshi-mckean-collectors). The edition, however, appears to be already out of print in all three states: the collector’s edition ($275), the deluxe edition ($585), and the lettered edition ($1895). Next up, I believe, will be a selection of Ramsey Campbell’s weird tales, signed by Campbell, myself, and an artist whose identity I’ve forgotten. As you can see, the prices of these various states are not for the faint of heart!

Rather more affordable to us impecunious types (i.e., free) is a reading by Ian Gordon of my Lovecraftian tale “Some Kind of Mistake” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SjEXXHm5jDo). Ian reminds me that this is the third story of mine he has recorded, joining “In His Own Handwriting” and “The Recurring Doom” (https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLeNNKRLWxwoMiAE9tFLqMT5r1vYGrHROw). I confess that I have a fondness for all these tales—even that last one, the first draft of which I wrote at the tender age of seventeen.

Another YouTube item is an interview on Lovecraft that I recently conducted with Paul Lee (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vfr0wl-HIiE). We had a most entertaining time shooting the bull on all manner of topics relating to Lovecraft, and we hope to have another session in the future.

My colleague Jonathan Schabbi reports on some additional appearances of Lovecraft in Hebrew. “The Cats of Ulthar” has appeared in a magazine, Boo! No. 2 (2025): 53–55 as “Ha-Ḥatulim shel Ult’ar” = החתולים של אולת'ר (translated by Tzachi Avinoam and Yossi Lampel). Also, a small book contains “Pickman’s Model” and “The Music of Erich Zann.” Here is the full information:

Ha-Model shel Piḳman. Ha-muziḳah shel Erikh Zan = המודל של פיקמן. המוזיקה של אריך זאן. Tel Aviv: Catharsis, 2025. Contents: “Ha-Model shel Piḳman” = המודל של פיקמן (“Pickman’s Model”); “Ha-muziḳah shel Erikh Zan” = המוזיקה של אריך זאן (“The Music of Erich Zann”). Translated by David Israel Aronshtam.

How wonderful to see Lovecraft’s work continuing to reach a wider and wider audience worldwide!

April 7, 2025 — A Trip to Providence

Before I come to the main subject of this blog post, I would like to take note of some recent publications—both my own and by others. First on the agenda is a massive eight-LP recording of The Case of Charles Dexter Ward by Cadabra Records (https://cadabrarecords.com/collections/h-p-lovecraft/products/h-p-lovecrafts-the-case-of-charles-dexter-ward-8x-lp-boxed-set-read-by-andrew-leman-score-by-chris-bozzone-w-sffs). The novel is read by Andrew Leman, and there is artwork by a number of artists, including Santiago Caruso and Jason Eckhardt. I have contributed two essays, one on the novel itself and another, more extensive piece on “Lovecraft and Weird Fiction on Audio,” the latter of which took extensive research. The set is not cheap, but is well worth the price!

I am also happy to announce the publication of volume 2 of my edition of Dashiell Hammett’s Collected Stories (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F3NRMP4P/). This volume includes some of Hammett’s most compelling hard-boiled crime stories, among them “Women, Politics and Murder,” “Nightmare Town,” and “The Scorched Face.” One story (“The Nails in Mr. Cayterer”) has not appeared in a Hammett volume in decades. As with volume 1, the book is available in hardcover, paperback, and ebook.

The latest volume in the August Derleth Society’s program of reprinting Derleth’s work is The Black Narcissus: Best Adventures of Solar Pons, Volume 1 (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F3W1JG7T). This book includes the best tales (at least in my judgment) from Derleth’s first three volumes of Solar Pons adventures; a subsequent volume will contain the best from his final three volumes. These stories are among the most successful of Derleth’s pastiches of the writers he most admired (including H. P. Lovecraft, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, and Edgar Lee Masters), and vividly recapture the atmosphere of London in the 1920s and 1930s, aside from being extremely ingenious tales of detection and ratiocination.

Finally, a scholarly volume has come in: The Call of the Eco-Weird in Fiction, Films, and Games, edited by Brian Hisao Onishi and Nathan M. Bell (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DYWPFRZ2). This book features splendid essays on Algernon Blackwood, H. P. Lovecraft, and other weird writers. I wrote a blurb for the book. This also is not a cheap item, but let’s hope a local library secures it for your delectation.

Now for the trip.

My purpose in going to Providence was, of course, to consult certain parts of the Clark Ashton Smith Papers for my ongoing biography (which has now surpassed 33,000 words). The bizarre thing, of course, is that I myself (along with Marc A. Michaud) catalogued these same papers some forty-five years ago, in 1979–81. Smith’s executor at the time, Richard E. Kuhn, had offered the papers to the John Hay Library; the library agreed to accept them on condition that Marc and I catalogue the papers for free. The library simply did not have the staff to catalogue such an immense collection, so Marc and I took a semester-long class in manuscript cataloguing (taught by the university bibliographer, Stuart Sherman) and then spent three semesters doing the actual cataloguing. Of course, at that time I had little time to read the variegated material in any detail, to say nothing of the fact that my knowledge of Smith was then at a fairly rudimentary stage, so that I would not have been able to make sense of what I was reading even if I had had the time to do so.

Things were now different. With the background I had gained from reading virtually the totality of Smith’s letters and much other work, I believed I was in a good position to understand the various documents I consulted. This consisted, for the most part, of all the correspondence that Smith received over a lifetime—an enormous quantity of material that I had to consume in a matter of five days. Somehow I managed it, taking extensive notes—28 single-spaced pages of them—in that period.

One of the more distinctive items I came upon was what appears to be Smith’s first extant letter, written to an aunt a few weeks before Smith’s eleventh birthday. Here is the first page of the item:

Awkwardly, this letter—and a few others that I came upon—were not included in our forthcoming edition of Smith’s Miscellaneous Letters, so we have now included them in an appendix to the volume.

The most amusing item I came upon was a letter from a fan, James Sieger, dated 2 November 1960. He purchased a copy of The Abominations of Yondo and asked Smith to inscribe it to—Annette Funicello! Yes, this is the actress (Sieger provides an address for her in Hollywood). Who knew that this young starlet (who was eighteen years old at the time) was a Smith fan?

I also consulted a manuscript entitled Tales of India, written in a sort of account book or ledger when Smith was a teenager. This work consists of 113 handwritten pages and contains nine stories, most of them unpublished. I hope to secure a scan of this unique item and incorporate its contents in the volume of Smith’s juvenilia that I am preparing—a volume that should appear next year in conjunction with my biography.

Mary and I landed in Boston on the afternoon of Sunday, March 16, and headed down to Providence, to settle in the Marriott downtown. We managed to find a reasonably good Japanese restaurant on Wickenden Street for dinner, although I was disappointed to find that the restaurant did not have a liquor licence and therefore did not have sake on the menu. Well, no matter! Throughout the rest of the week we had fine dinners here and there—but the most engaging aspect of these meals was the company it offered.

We met Jonathan Thomas on several occasions. Here is a photo of the three of us at the Providence Art Club, where we had a sumptuous dinner:

I was also thrilled to meet Jason Eckhardt and Mara Kirk Hart (who now both live in New Bedford, Mass.), as well as Marc A. Michaud. We had a fine dinner at Gregg’s, on North Main Street in Providence:

We were also delighted to meet Donovan and Pam Loucks at their home, where we had a splendid takeout Thai meal. Here is a photo of Donovan and myself:

Just before we returned to Boston to catch our flight back on March 22, we met up with Carol Gafford:

I hope to republish some of Sam’s work—his essays, his more recent stories, and his exceptional Lovecraftian novel The House of Nodens—through Sarnath Press in the coming months and years.

And how could I have forgotten the best news of all! WE NOW HAVE CATS AGAIN! We recently went to a shelter quite a ways from near (on the outskirts of Sequim) to pick up two gorgeous Himalayan cats:

We have named them Dante and Renzo. They are either brothers or father and son (Dante being the elder). The shelter was not clear on the matter, since the cats had been abandoned; but I suspect Dante is in fact the father of Renzo. At any rate, they are a perfect delight. Renzo is still a bit shy and hides much of the day, coming out at night to eat and frolic around with his presumable father; but Dante has overcome his shyness and fraternises with us a good deal. We intend to build a “catio” (an enclosed area just outside our kitchen) so that the cats can get some fresh air and have a little more space to roam. Otherwise, they will be indoor cats.

March 31, 2025 — A Sheaf of Hippocampus Books

Mary and I recently went to Providence, R.I., as I engaged in a hugely productive course of research at the John Hay Library for my Clark Ashton Smith biography. But I will save a detailed discussion of that trip for a later blog post; right now I wish to announce the publication of a number of tempting books and magazines from Hippocampus Press. Some of these titles have been out for a little while, but copies have only reached me recently. Here is what is in hand, with prices that are slight reductions from the list price:

• Geoffrey Reiter, The Lime Kiln and Oher Enchanted Places ($15.00)
• Mark Samuels, Charnel Glamour ($15.00)
• William Sharp/Fiona Macleod, The Sin-Eater and Other Weird Stories ($15.00)
• Dead Reckonings No. 36 (Fall 2024) ($5.00)
• Spectral Realms No. 22 (Winter 2025) ($5.00)

There is much to say about all these items, but I will restrict my comments to a few highlights. Reiter’s collection—his first—is a bountiful array of stories and poems by this talented writer, with several tales (notably the title story, which appeared in Black Wings VII) of a Lovecraftian nature. The Samuels book first appeared in hardcover late last year from Chiroptera Press; but the Hippocampus edition adds a lengthy story, “Dedicated to the Weird” (an extensive revision of a story that Samuels wrote early in his career). In correspondence written a few months before his untimely demise, Samuels had expressed to me his interest in having this story included in the volume. It took some time to find it on his computer, but we did find it and were able to add it to the book. The Sharp/Macleod volume is what I believe to be a comprehensive compilation of this Scottish writer’s weird tales. Sharp believed that a woman‘s spirit lived inside him, and he wrote stories under the female pseudonym Fiona Macleod—these being some of his most evocative tales. The title story is one that Lovecraft used in writing “The Rats in the Walls”: the Gaelic words placed in the mouth of the crazed narrator at the end of the story were lifted directly from this story.

I am prepared to offer the two magazines free to anyone who purchases any of the other books. The issue of Dead Reckonings contains my review of Ramsey Campbell’s new novel, The Incubations. The issue of Spectral Realms, along with its usual array of superb poetry, contains my review of two books of Hallowe’en poetry by K. A. Opperman.

Another welcome arrival is a second volume of Algernon Blackwood’s stories in the Centipede Press Library of Weird Fiction, a bountiful volume of nearly 900 pages that contains, among many other items, the novels Jimbo: A Fantasy (1909) and The Human Chord (1910). The latter is one of the most powerful tales of the horror of music that I have ever read, and I have long wished to reprint it. Centipede Press has also reprinted the first volume of the Blackwood volume in the Library of Weird Fiction series, first published in 2014. I do not see either volume listed on the Centipede Press website (there is an entry for volume 1, but it is stated to be “sold out”), but I imagine the publisher will soon remedy this situation. I have only one copy of each volume, so I have none to offer to customers.

Just before we left for our trip on March 16, I received a welcome visit from one of my devoted fans, Dr. Krishnansu Tewari, who was in town (along with his brother, Devansu) for an academic conference. We had a most enjoyable chat, and I of course took them to my basement lair so they could take a look at my book collection and the masses of papers and other matter that surround me as I work. Mary took a photo of the three of us as they departed:

March 10, 2025 — A Wedding in California

Mary and I recently ventured down to the Carmel-Monterey area for the pleasant task of attending the wedding of my niece, Anjeli Elkins, and her longtime boyfriend, Joe Desmond. It was a most festive affair, and everyone had a good time.

We took occasion to swing by Pacific Grove, where we wended our way to the house (owned by his wife, Carol) that Clark Ashton Smith occupied from 1954 to his death. It is at 117 Ninth Avenue, and still looks to be in good shape:

The wedding itself was a lavish affair, and Mary and I were happy to dress up in our finery for the event:

The wedding took place at the Mission Ranch, an erstwhile farm that has been converted into a venue for all manner of functions. Mary couldn’t resist taking a photo of the sheep placidly grazing in a nearby field:

I was asked to recite a brief Hindu wedding prayer (in English), and was told that my reading was well received. But I’ve been doing public readings and lectures for at least the past 45 years, so I’ve had a lot of practice.

All in all, a good time was had by all, and I was glad to reunite with my sisters Nalini (Angeli’s mother) and Ragini, my nephew Mark Gieseker and niece Annie Gieseker (Ragini’s children), Annie’s husband Patrick Towler, and members of the Desmond family.

In regard to my own work, I am happy to announce the publication (by Sarnath Press) of my anthology The Wind in the Portico: Horrors from Classical Antiquity (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DZCY1V21). This is a volume I have long been wishing to compile. It contains not only instances of horror fiction, poetry, drama, and other work from classical authors (some of them translated by myself—taken from my book Classical Papers), but writings by John Buchan, H. P. Lovecraft, Edward Lucas White, Rudyard Kipling, and many others utilising classical myth and history for their horror tales. And there are poems by Shelley, Swinburne, and other noted poets—and three original poems, by Wade German, Darrell Schweitzer, and Michael Potts. I will be ordering a few copies of the paperback edition presently, but otherwise you are encouraged to secure copies of the paperback or ebook edition yourselves.

I see that Katherine Kerestman’s interview of the otherwise reclusive David E. Schultz is now up (https://deepcuts.blog/2025/03/08/the-multi-dimensional-career-of-weird-literature-editor-and-book-designer-david-e-schultz-by-katherine-kerestman/). A splendid profile of one of the unsing heroes of Lovecraftdom!

I am in receipt of a volume by C. P. Webster, Lovecraft’s Cat and Other Tales of Weird Fiction (https://www.amazon.com/Lovecrafts-Cat-Other-Tales-Fiction/dp/B0DTYJPFFJ). I have not yet read this book, but I daresay that title story will tickle my feline fancy!

February 15, 2025 — Progress on Various Fronts

Before I turn to the news of my activities, I can’t help reproducing an exquisite card that the renowned artist (and devoted cat lover) Jason C. Eckhardt sent me on the occasion of Mimi’s demise. It is, of course, a transcription of Lovecraft’s poem “Little Sam Perkins,” commemorating the passing of a little kitten that lived only a few months:

On to news. I have prepared another edition of an obscure but interesting writer in Weird Tales (and other pulps), Eli Colter—who proves to have been a woman, May Eliza Frost (1890–1984). Aside from several stories that reveal her fervent religiosity, she wrote a controversial story, “The Last Horror” (January 1927), in which a highly educated black man, Richard Ballymair, working in tandem with an unscrupulous white doctor, Dr. Straub, engrafts the skin of a wide array of white men onto himself, because he feels he cannot attain the fame and fortune he deserves because “I am a negro. No matter what respect I might command from white men because of my intelligence and abilities, no matter to what heights I might rise, the wall of race reared between.” But this story is in no way racist, as an antagonist of Ballymair, citing the tenor Roland Hayes, the actor Charles Gilpin, and the writer Countee Cullen, points out that “on every hand [the negro] is rising to better things.” My volume is entitled The Last Horror and Others (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DW45NQ8P).

Stark House Press has issued another volume of the stories of Robert Hichens, The Return of the Soul and Other Curious Tales (https://starkhousepress.com/hichens.php), which contains some extraordinary weird tales, including the title story and the inexpressibly poignant novella “The Cry of the Child.” I wrote an introduction to the book. There may be one more volume of Hichens’s work coming out from Stark House.

In Spain, the publisher Aurora Dorada has issued the first of a multi-volume set of Lovecraft’s tales, arranged thematically. This one is called Relatos Macabros (https://www.auroradoradaediciones.com/product/relatos-macabros-narrativa-completa-i-edicion-bilingue-revisada-de-s-t-joshi). This is a distinctive bilingual edition (using my corrected texts), for which I have written a new introduction and new introductions to the two sections of the book. A must purchase for the Lovecraft devotee!

An exquisite little booklet, Eternal Brood the Shadows, has just emerged from Helios House Press. This booklet contains five acrostic poems on the name Edgar Allan Poe written by Lovecraft, Adolphe de Castro, R. H. Barlow, Maurice W. Moe, and Henry Kuttner, along with a splendid essay on the poems by David E. Schultz, along with other matter. For more information, see the publisher’s web page: https://www.helios.house/books/ebts.

And for those who have some spare cash to spend, check out this realtor’s listing of the Shunned House (135 Benefit Street) in Providence: https://www.remax.com/ri/providence/home-details/135-benefit-st-providence-ri-02903/1582274375872096127/M00000554/1376603. This is the first time, so far as I am aware, that this house has been put on the market. Calling all millionaires: go pick it up!

January 28, 2025 — The Stories of Dashiell Hammett

I am tremendously proud to announce the publication of Dashiell Hammett’s Collected Stories, Volume 1: 1922–1924 (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DTZ2S6S3), one of the most important books I have published through my Sarnath Press imprint. This is the first edition of Hammett’s short stories based on consultation of original texts and a rigorous analysis of Hammett’s preferences in regard to spelling, punctuation, other such details.

My work on this project dates to the 1990s, when Penguin wished me to prepare such an edition, in the expectation that Hammett’s work would gradually go into the public domain beginning in 1998. I did considerable research on this project, taking at least one trip to the Library of Congress to look up original magazine appearances of Hammett’s tales. But then the US copyright law was extended from 75 to 95 years after publication, so the project was cancelled. Now, as of January 1 of this year, Hammett’s work down through the end of 1929 is in the public domain; and it was during this period (1922–29) that the bulk of his short fiction was written, as he thereafter focused on novels.

The importance of this edition rests upon the fact that Hammett himself never supervised the book publication of his short fiction. In the 1940s, Ellery Queen arranged with Hammett to publish numerous digest-sized volumes of his short stories, but Ellery Queen (the collaborative team of Frederic Dannay and Manfred B. Lee) boldly rewrote and abridged many of the stories, also changing titles. These adulterated texts continued to be reprinted in such volumes as The Big Knockover (1966) and The Continental Op (1974).

When the Library of America was compiling its volume of Hammett’s Crime Stories and Other Writings (2001), the editors consulted me about the textual status of the stories. I notifed them that I had found definitive evidence of Ellery Queen’s tampering with the texts, after I had consulted the Ellery Queen Archives at Columbia University. The Library of America edition does go back to the original magazine appearances, but its volume contains only about a third of Hammett’s complete short fiction.

I shall be issuing two more volumes of Hammett’s stories in the coming months. Then I shall have to wait until more of his tales go into the public domain.

Sarnath Press continues its publication of the works of Ambrose Bierce and H. L. Mencken. Volume 29 of Bierce’s Collected Essays and Journalism has just been published. I was pleased to see that my friend and colleague Michael Washburn wrote an incisive review of volume 28, which covers the years 1896–97 (https://bookandfilmglobe.com/nonfiction/ambrose-bierce-muckraker/). It was in early 1896 that William Randolph Hearst, owner of the San Francisco Examiner, sent Bierce to Washington, D.C., to lobby against a funding bill that would have granted one of the most notorious of the railroad barons, Collis P. Huntington, a virtually unlimited period of time to repay government loans. Bierce wrote more than 60 articles attacking Huntington and the funding bill, and it was largely through his influence that the bill failed to pass.

My edition of Mencken’s Magazine and Newspaper Work, 1929 (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DT4M2XF7) constitutes the forty-ninth volume of his Collected Essays and Journalism. It is a lively volume, as all the others are.

My colleague Vincent Martini has forwarded a distinctive Lovecraft associational item. A French book dealer is offering for sale an issue of the amateur journal L’Alouette (edited by Charles A. A. Parker) in which a brief ad for Lovecraft’s revisory services appears (https://sentierdezaman.fr/2025/01/12/lalouette-novembre-1933/). This item has not been previously known, although a much more expansive ad appeared in L’Alouette for September 1924. This was when Lovecraft announced the formation of the “Crafton Service Bureau” (presumably a collaboration between himself and James F. Morton) offering a variety of services well beyond literary revision. It is unlikely that Lovecraft received much business from either ad.

Another Lovecraft associational item will appear in the Summer 2025 issue of Spectral Realms. You may recall that Lovecraft wrote a poem entitled “To the Late John H. Fowler, Esq.” (Scot, March 1916). Fowler was a little-known amateur journalist, and in one of his “Department of Public Criticism” columns Lovecraft singles out Fowler’s poem “The Haunted Forest” as a wok that is “almost Poe-like in its grimly fantastic quality.” A colleague, Josh Callahan, has now found the poem! It appeared in the journal Outward Bound for January 1915. Whether it matches Lovecraft’s description of it, readers will have to determine for themselves.

January 12, 2025 — Remembering Mimi

Our cat Mimi lived for almost exactly seventeen years and three months—a venerable age for a cat. She graced my various households for all but the first two months of her life. (I agree with Lovecraft that one does not “own” a cat; one “entertains” a cat. The cat, as Lovecraft wrote in “Cats and Dogs,” “adorns our hearth as a guest, fellow-lodger, and equal because he [or she] wishes to be there.”

I remember bringing her home, in late November 2007, from the horse farm in upstate New York where she was born. The poor thing was quivering with fear as I held her close to my chest, enclosed her in the folds of my leather jacket as my first wife drove us home. But she quickly found a place in our house. Our other female cat, three-legged Phoebe, took her under her wing, actually washing her from time to time; she was a sort of surrogate mother to her. Big Henry recognised that Mimi was something of a spitfire and gave her a wide berth, even though he was two or three times her size.

Mimi made the long trek across the country (along with five other cats) to Seattle in the fall of 2008. We first settled in my mother-in-law’s house, then in our own house in the Pinehurst neighbourhood. Sadly, her sister Lily died at the age of one and a half when she was hit by a car. The amiable Taffy also bit the dust in that house. But upon the dissolution of my marriage, I quickly found in Mary a far superior companion and fellow cat-devotee. By early 2012 we had decided to fuse our households, and Mimi, Phoebe, and Henry moved into Mary’s house. Her own cat Paolo was a bit overwhelmed by the sudden infusion of so much felinicity, but he bravely adjusted. One by one, though, these cats went the way of all flesh.

I have so many memories of Mimi … How she would glare in outrage at some real or fancied insult to her dignity … How she would recognise, by the mere turning on of my second computer (which is connected to my scanner), that it was time to play with me as I scanned page after page … How she would go ballistic when we tried to put flea medicine on her … How she would know, by my putting on my sneakers at 5 P.M. for my customary walk around the neighbourhood, that this was another occasion for a play session. Her peremptory meows (“Come on, Daddycat! Hurry up and finish tying your shoelaces!”) were endlessly amusing. … How she almost had to have her tail amputated when she got into a fight with a vicious feral cat stalking the neighbourhood. The tail was saved when the vet treated it with medicated honey, even though this required her to remain in a cage at the clinic for all of twelve days. (We providentially caught that feral cat and released him in Discovery Park, far from here.) … How she would claim various pieces of furniture as her resting and sleeping area (toward the end she appropriated our brown ottoman in the living room, which had formerly been Henry’s perch). … How she would walk all over Mary and myself in our bed, basically asserting ownership of her “parents.”

In other words, Mimi had more personality than most human beings I have met.

It is strange to be in a catless household. I have not lived without at least one cat in the house since the fall of 2001. But we will secure more cats presently. We are eyeing a pair of ragdoll kittens, whom we shall keep indoors to lessen the likelihood of injury or fatality. But that won’t happen for a few months.

Meanwhile, work continues. I have now issued, via Sarnath Press, a volume entitled Atheism and Agnosticism: Selected Readings (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DS2XTQL9). This is a combined edition of my previous anthologies, Atheism: A Reader (2000) and The Agnostic Reader (2007), with some items omitted. It should make a good pendant to my history of atheism. On that note, I would be grateful if anyone who has obtained volume 1 of The Downfall of God were to write a review of it, either for Amazon or for Goodreads or any other such venue. There is one review on Amazon (https://www.amazon.com/Downfall-God-History-Atheism-Prehistory/dp/1634312589), written by my colleague Travis S. Metheny; let’s hope for more! The Goodreads page for the book (https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/219255557-the-downfall-of-god) has 2 “ratings,” but no actual reviews.

I am involved in much other work and will make note of it in due course of time. Ambrose Bierce … H. L. Mencken … Weird Tales writers … August Derleth … and a major undertaking in the crime/mystery field that I shall announce at the appropriate moment.

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