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Fantasy Aspects, issue 2, November 1947
Page 22
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tle royal royals, everybody goes back to the farms and raise all the food in the good, old-fashioned way. And hydroponics and synth-food go out of business and everybody is happy but them. WEIRD might go at it this way: Terrific blizzards completely cover Rhode Island with deep snow, at which Lovecraft turns restlessly in his unheated sub-apartment. At first this is blamed on outre monsters elated with the death of the late H. P. Lovecraft (ten years late). The Abominable snowman has his share of the blame. But Wellman brings out his Shonikins who, it seemed, were incensed about being given second billing in Wellman stories. So they conjured up this dry-ice trick and freezed over Rhode Island on Lovecraft. Carnacki was powerless, and John Thurston and Crash Collins could do no better. Neither could Jack Snow. Lovecraft keeps turning over in his grave. Weird Tales' editor goes out to Rhode Island to investigate the supernatch occurance, but only succeeds in freezing her toes and finding a couple new writers. Lovecraft keeps turning. Several fan organizations offer Satan a few souls if he'll come up and banish the snow but he refuses. Seems he was having a helluva time keeping deros from overruning his joint. Lovecraft is rhumba-ing by now. Frantic, fans are weilding flame-throwers, blow-torches, and Ronson lighters in a last ditch attempt to unfreeze pore little Rhode Island. But in vain. Finally everybody is exhausted and all prepare to leave the frozen waste; except Admiral Byrd, who likes it there. Then, a miracle occurs! Rhode Island begins to thaw out! First the barren tops of the trees appear, then the tarnished crosses atop church steeples (tall trees). Then chimneys protrude from the snow drifts and puff indignantly. The snow level lowers and figures of school children appear where they had been journeying to school. But they thaw out to life, as do the birds caught in flight. Finally at last every trace of the snow is gone. The reason for this is a mystery, until one Lovecraft fan discovers that the frictional heat developed by HPL whirling in his grave melted the snow! Fandom rejoices, and Hadley puts out a revised edition of Lovecraft Under Rhode Island. -------------------------
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tle royal royals, everybody goes back to the farms and raise all the food in the good, old-fashioned way. And hydroponics and synth-food go out of business and everybody is happy but them. WEIRD might go at it this way: Terrific blizzards completely cover Rhode Island with deep snow, at which Lovecraft turns restlessly in his unheated sub-apartment. At first this is blamed on outre monsters elated with the death of the late H. P. Lovecraft (ten years late). The Abominable snowman has his share of the blame. But Wellman brings out his Shonikins who, it seemed, were incensed about being given second billing in Wellman stories. So they conjured up this dry-ice trick and freezed over Rhode Island on Lovecraft. Carnacki was powerless, and John Thurston and Crash Collins could do no better. Neither could Jack Snow. Lovecraft keeps turning over in his grave. Weird Tales' editor goes out to Rhode Island to investigate the supernatch occurance, but only succeeds in freezing her toes and finding a couple new writers. Lovecraft keeps turning. Several fan organizations offer Satan a few souls if he'll come up and banish the snow but he refuses. Seems he was having a helluva time keeping deros from overruning his joint. Lovecraft is rhumba-ing by now. Frantic, fans are weilding flame-throwers, blow-torches, and Ronson lighters in a last ditch attempt to unfreeze pore little Rhode Island. But in vain. Finally everybody is exhausted and all prepare to leave the frozen waste; except Admiral Byrd, who likes it there. Then, a miracle occurs! Rhode Island begins to thaw out! First the barren tops of the trees appear, then the tarnished crosses atop church steeples (tall trees). Then chimneys protrude from the snow drifts and puff indignantly. The snow level lowers and figures of school children appear where they had been journeying to school. But they thaw out to life, as do the birds caught in flight. Finally at last every trace of the snow is gone. The reason for this is a mystery, until one Lovecraft fan discovers that the frictional heat developed by HPL whirling in his grave melted the snow! Fandom rejoices, and Hadley puts out a revised edition of Lovecraft Under Rhode Island. -------------------------
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