C. L. Moore is an extremely gifted young woman of 25—a fact as well as fiction writer. Her stories are rivaled (now that Bob Howard is dead) only by Klarkash-Ton’s, & contain a highly unique element of convincing unreality—which could be still better but for a certain stereotyped romanticism & occasional concession to the pulp … Continue reading “Tree of Life” (1936) by C. L. Moore→| Deep Cuts in a Lovecraftian Vein
Today I sent off a gory horror-tale to Kline for marketing, the first and only story I’ve had time to write since I got home. I don’t know if I’ll ever have time to write another.—C. L. Moore to R. H. barlow, 19 May [1936], MSS. Brown Digital Repository My own writing is practically at … Continue reading “Lost Paradise” (1936) by C. L. Moore→| Deep Cuts in a Lovecraftian Vein
Was there ever such a duel in the whole universe as the one between Northwest Smith and the nameless being that fought him in that Martian room?—a gripping tale by the author of “Shambleau”—E…| Deep Cuts in a Lovecraftian Vein
And speaking of Cabell, wait till you read my May story! I hadn’t realized until I read over the proof-sheets they sent me last week how closely it follows the Cabell-Dunsany phraseology. For…| Deep Cuts in a Lovecraftian Vein
JE: Did the success of “Shambleau” generate numerous requests for additional stories? CLM: No, not really. The editor of Weird Tales, Farnsworth Wright, simply told me that he would lik…| Deep Cuts in a Lovecraftian Vein
