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Post by H_P_Saucecraft on Nov 26, 2011 22:28:25 GMT
More Howard: Robert E. Howard - King Kull (Sphere 1976)Chris Achilleos ContentsPrologue Exile Of Atlantis The Shadow Kingdom The Altar and The Scorpion Black Abyss Delcardes' Cat The Skull Of Silence Riders Beyond The Sunrise By This Axe I Rule! The Striking of the Gong Swords of The Purple Kingdom Wizard and Warrior The Mirrors Of Tuzun Thune The King and The Oak Epilogue Robert E. Howard - Swords Of Shahrazar (Orbit 1976)ContentsSwords Of Shahrazar The Treasures Of Tartary The Curse Of The Crimson God Robert E. Howard - Son Of The White Wolf (Orbit 1977)ContentsBlood Of The Gods The Country Of The Knife Son Of The White Wolf Robert E. Howard - Marchers Of Valhalla (Sphere 1977)ContentsThe Grey God Passes A Thunder Of Trumpets Marchers Of Valhalla Sea Curse Out Of The Deep The Thunder Rider 'For The love Of Barbara Allen' The Valley Of The Lost Robert E. Howard - The Sowers Of The Thunder (Sphere 1977)ContentsThe Lion Of Tiberias The Sowers Of The Thunder Lord Of Samarcand The Shadow Of The Vulture Robert E. Howard - The Dark Man Omnibus (Panther 1978 & 1979)Volume 1: The Dark ManContentsIntroduction by August Derleth The Voice of El-Lil Pigeons From Hell The Dark Man The Gods Of Bal-Sagoth The Man On The Ground In The Forest Of Villefere Volume 2: The Dead RememberJoe Petagno ContentsPeople Of The Dark The Dead Remember The Garden Of Fear The Thing On The Roof The Hyena Dig Me No Grave The Dream Snake Old Garfield's Heart |
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Post by andydecker on Nov 27, 2011 11:43:31 GMT
And even more Howard. Robert E. Howard Three-Bladed Doom Futura, 1977 This is a short novel which Howard never could sell; there exists a short version. Which he still couldn´t sell. |
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Post by andydecker on Nov 27, 2011 14:44:27 GMT
Here is the Berkley edition. The People of the Black Circle Berkley Medalion, 1977, edited by Karl Edward Wagner Content: Foreword (The People of the Black Circle) by Karl Edward Wagner
The Hyborean World (Map) by John Mayer
The Devil in Iron (1934)
The People of the Black Circle (1934)
A Witch Shall Be Born (1934)
Jewels of Gwahlur (1935)
Afterword by Karl Edward Wagner Red Nails Berkley Medallion Book, 1977, edited by Karl Edward Wagner Content: Foreword (Red Nails) by Karl Edward Wagner
The Hyborean World (Map) by John Mayer
Beyond the Black River (1935)
Shadows in Zamboula (1935)
Red Nails (1936)
The Hyborian Age (1936)
Afterword (Red Nails) Karl Edward WagnerThe Hour of the Dragon Berkley Medallion Book, 1977, edited by Karl Edward Wagner Content: Foreword (The Hour of the Dragon) by Karl Edward Wagner The Hour of the DragonAfterword (The Hour of the Dragon) Artwork all by Ken Kelly In the DeCamp edition The Hour of the Dragon is called Conan the Conqueror |
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Nov 28, 2011 8:12:07 GMT
Conan seemed to be exceptionally well served by illustrators. Always though Frazetta was a genius but some of the other guys are really up there.
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Post by Johnlprobert on Apr 28, 2012 16:06:33 GMT
I've just started reading REH's Haunter of the Ring from Wordsworth and it's taken me an age to find this thread so I'm going to be selfish and make this post to bump it up so I can find it easily again.  REH is an author I've always had a lot of time for, and I like some of JKDunham's comments above. And yes, while it's all very well sitting in one's study / hovel contemplating the nebulous squamous crawling horrors of the universe, I'm of the attitude that it's much better to get out there armed to the teeth and try to shoot the buggers with the biggest gun you have. Some comments on Haunter of the Ring to follow shortly, I don't doubt. |
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Post by andydecker on Apr 30, 2012 18:29:36 GMT
I always thought Haunter one of the weaker tales. Maybe because I am not big on Howard´s reincarnation theme.
The thing which was interesting though is the character Kirowan. Howard wrote in a time where a long backstory wasn´t thought that important, especially in short stories.
Howard could do great backstory, just think of von Junzt. Or mad poet Justin Geoffrey. Only Kirowan remained something of a blank. It seems to suggest that Howard really wasn´t that invested in these particular stories.
(Kirowan is the hero of one of my favorites. Dig me no grave is admittedly a rather plotless affair, but it is so well told and chillingly atmospheric.)
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Post by Johnlprobert on May 17, 2012 21:43:46 GMT
Having read Howard's The Black Stone again last night I wonder if it might be my favourite Lovecraft Mythos story by someone other than Lovecraft. I've read it several times but, interestingly, like JK Dunham above, I never really noticed the bit about the naked young lady being flogged senseless with birch twigs before. In fact I had to read it twice just to make sure it was there  |
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Post by doug on May 18, 2012 5:07:52 GMT
Having read Howard's The Black Stone again last night I wonder if it might be my favourite Lovecraft Mythos story by someone other than Lovecraft. I've read it several times but, interestingly, like JK Dunham above, I never really noticed the bit about the naked young lady being flogged senseless with birch twigs before. In fact I had to read it twice just to make sure it was there
the people and the monolith sprang a naked young woman, her eyes
blazing, her long black hair flying loose. Spinning dizzily on her toes,
she whirled across the open space and fell prostrate before the Stone,
where she lay motionless. The next instant a fantastic figure followed
her--a man from whose waist hung a goatskin, and whose features were
entirely hidden by a sort of mask made from a huge wolf's head, so that
he looked like a monstrous, nightmare being, horribly compounded of
elements both human and bestial. In his hand he held a bunch of long fir
switches bound together at the larger ends, and the moonlight glinted on
a chain of heavy gold looped about his neck. A smaller chain depending
from it suggested a pendant of some sort, but this was missing.
The people tossed their arms violently and seemed to redouble their
shouts as this grotesque creature loped across the open space with many
a fantastic leap and caper. Coming to the woman who lay before the
monolith, he began to lash her with the switches he bore, and she leaped
up and spun into the wild mazes of the most incredible dance I have ever
seen. And her tormentor danced with her, keeping the wild rhythm,
matching her every whirl and bound, while incessantly raining cruel
blows on her naked body. And at every blow he shouted a single word,
over and over, and all the people shouted it back. I could see the
working of their lips, and now the faint far-off murmur of their voices
merged and blended into one distant shout, repeated over and over with
slobbering ecstasy. But what the one word was, I could not make out.
In dizzy whirls spun the wild dancers, while the lookers-on, standing
still in their tracks, followed the rhythm of their dance with swaying
bodies and weaving arms. Madness grew in the eyes of the capering
votaress and was reflected in the eyes of the watchers. Wilder and more
extravagant grew the whirling frenzy of that mad dance--it became a
bestial and obscene thing, while the old hag howled and battered the
drum like a crazy woman, and the switches cracked out a devil's tune.
Blood trickled down the dancer's limbs but she seemed not to feel the
lashing save as a stimulus for further enormities of outrageous motion;
bounding into the midst of the yellow smoke which now spread out tenuous
tentacles to embrace both flying figures, she seemed to merge with that
foul fog and veil herself with it. Then emerging into plain view,
closely followed by the beast-thing that flogged her, she shot into an
indescribable, explosive burst of dynamic mad motion, and on the very
crest of that mad wave, she dropped suddenly to the sward, quivering and
panting as if completely overcome by her frenzied exertions. The lashing
continued with unabated violence and intensity and she began to wriggle
toward the monolith on her belly. The priest--or such I will call
him--followed, lashing her unprotected body with all the power of his
arm as she writhed along, leaving a heavy track of blood on the trampled
earth. She reached the monolith, and gasping and panting, flung both
arms about it and covered the cold stone with fierce hot kisses, as in
frenzied and unholy adoration.
The fantastic priest bounded high in the air, flinging away the
red-dabbled switches, and the worshippers, howling and foaming at the
mouths, turned on each other with tooth and nail, rending one another's
garments and flesh in a blind passion of bestiality. The priest swept up
the infant with a long arm, and shouting again that Name, whirled the
wailing babe high in the air and dashed its brains out against the
monolith, leaving a ghastly stain on the black surface. Cold with horror
I saw him rip the tiny body open with his bare brutish fingers and fling
handfuls of blood on the shaft, then toss the red and torn shape into
the brazier, extinguishing flame and smoke in a crimson rain, while the
maddened brutes behind him howled over and over the Name. Then suddenly
they all fell prostrate, writhing like snakes, while the priest flung
wide his gory hands as in triumph. I opened my mouth to scream my horror
and loathing, but only a dry rattle sounded; a huge monstrous toad-like
thing squatted on the top of the monolith!I wonder what Novelyn thought of this? Take care and enjoy the weekend. Doug |
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Post by andydecker on May 18, 2012 8:24:11 GMT
The Black Stone ist one of my favorite Howard stories. It succeeds where so many Mythos stories fail. It creates new ideas and concepts without diluting the original, indeed it puts a whole new sub-mythos on the map with von Junzt and Gregory without putting it into the foreground or dimishing all at the end with such nonsense as "then he took his cross/star-stone/prayer/gun and destroyed the abomination for once and for all". So many old horror and especially Mythos stories don´t work any longer today - imho - because they so depend on their cultural and historical context. But this story would even work with being on location in Eastern Europe, a handy, satellite-surveillance and the Internet. And I sure hope Novelyn would have been at least intrigued |
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Post by doug on May 18, 2012 9:54:47 GMT
The Black Stone ist one of my favorite Howard stories. It succeeds where so many Mythos stories fail. It creates new ideas and concepts without diluting the original, indeed it puts a whole new sub-mythos on the map with von Junzt and Gregory without putting it into the foreground or dimishing all at the end with such nonsense as "then he took his cross/star-stone/prayer/gun and destroyed the abomination for once and for all". So many old horror and especially Mythos stories don´t work any longer today - imho - because they so depend on their cultural and historical context. But this story would even work with being on location in Eastern Europe, a handy, satellite-surveillance and the Internet. And I sure hope Novelyn would have been at least intrigued Hi, Now this is weird because I was having similar thoughts this morning about HPL in general. Why is HPL so popular today and so „all pervasive“? I think it’s the whole retro thing with cool imagery. I mean who doen’t like really neat icky monsters? If I was to be confronted by something resembling the „Mythos“ I would probably wet my pants because of the monsters, but I would not go insane or kill myself because the „truth“ would be unbearable. Our whole society is so saturated with bizarre Scientific,SF and Fantasy ideas that if the headlines tomorrow shouted „Extra-dimensional monsters ruled the earth a gazillion years ago“ I bet most people would just shrug their shoulders and think „that figures“ or find it very fascinating. I guess that the whole „hidden truth“ thing just wouldn’t cut it these days. Take care and enjoy the weekend. Doug P.s. you have to ask yourself wether REH's writing would have been so intense if Novalyn would have been helping him haul his ashes on a regualr basis?  |
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Post by doug on May 18, 2012 10:19:13 GMT
The Black Stone ist one of my favorite Howard stories. It succeeds where so many Mythos stories fail. It creates new ideas and concepts without diluting the original, indeed it puts a whole new sub-mythos on the map with von Junzt and Gregory without putting it into the foreground or dimishing all at the end with such nonsense as "then he took his cross/star-stone/prayer/gun and destroyed the abomination for once and for all". So many old horror and especially Mythos stories don´t work any longer today - imho - because they so depend on their cultural and historical context. But this story would even work with being on location in Eastern Europe, a handy, satellite-surveillance and the Internet. And I sure hope Novelyn would have been at least intrigued Hey all! Now nobody get mad, I’m just having a little fun here……. And I’m wondering how others and not just Novalyn reacted to this story. Farnsworth: „Well, we are making a ton of money off this guy. Leave it in.“ CAS: Shit, I’ve done worse with half the houswives around town. HPL: „Why am I so conflicted by this? I’m disgusted and aroused at the same time. I’ll have to ask Sonja about this. Or maybe my Aunts?“ Derleth: „Hey! Maybe I can use this! Did he leave any notes lying around? How can I fit this into Catholicism?“ take care. Doug |
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Dec 20, 2013 6:07:01 GMT
I picked up the Chronicles of Conan anthology last week. Like Bushwick I've been surprised at REH's prose - violent , detailed yet the tales never get bogged down.Very similar to the pulps from the 1970's in many ways. I've tried a De Camp Conan too - no comparison - burger to Howard's steak. What I like about the Hyborian mythos is that it ties into *our* history broadly speaking. The land Conan travels has tigers and bears as well as exotic threats. ade Killer: any idea if The Complete Chronicles of Conan is 'complete'. I guess it is with Stephen Jones at the helm. Not sure whether to treat myself at xmas. Just noticed that the paperback edition of THE CONAN CHRONICLES which I guess was the protype, tried to use all original Howard texts. But Stephen Jones was pressurised to get the books done as soon as possible, and used some L. Sprague deCamp texts. So the question should be - did he have time to correct that for The Complete Chronicles of Conan |
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Post by andydecker on Dec 20, 2013 21:08:09 GMT
I picked up the Chronicles of Conan anthology last week. Like Bushwick I've been surprised at REH's prose - violent , detailed yet the tales never get bogged down.Very similar to the pulps from the 1970's in many ways. I've tried a De Camp Conan too - no comparison - burger to Howard's steak. What I like about the Hyborian mythos is that it ties into *our* history broadly speaking. The land Conan travels has tigers and bears as well as exotic threats. ade Killer: any idea if The Complete Chronicles of Conan is 'complete'. I guess it is with Stephen Jones at the helm. Not sure whether to treat myself at xmas. Just noticed that the paperback edition of THE CONAN CHRONICLES which I guess was the protype, tried to use all original Howard texts. But Stephen Jones was pressurised to get the books done as soon as possible, and used some L. Sprague deCamp texts. So the question should be - did he have time to correct that for The Complete Chronicles of Conan Which edition are we talking about?  The Conan Chronicles edited by Jones, Gollancz 2000, 2 big tradepaperbacks? Or the black hardcover Complete Chronicles published in 2006?
Both are only Howard texts. Problem with the paperback edition - if you can describe it as a problem - is that the stories are sorted after the deCamp timeline instead of their chronological appearence. Me I prefer the chronological approach as Howard interestingly jumped in the life of his hero, which is quite unique.
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Post by killercrab on Dec 21, 2013 18:37:26 GMT
Sorry I can't answer that question!
KC
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The Conan Chronicles edited by Jones, Gollancz 2000, 2 big tradepaperbacks? Or the black hardcover Complete Chronicles published in 2006?