Website: Propnomicon

Stained-glass window of Cthulhu rising from waves under a crescent moon, with a sailing ship and lighthouse

"Propnomicon focuses on horror and fantasy props of interest to fans of H. P. Lovecraft and players of the 'Call of Cthulhu' role playing game. That includes items directly inspired by Lovecraft's writing, DIY information for creating your own works, printable paper props, and source materials related to the 1920's and 30's, the 'classic era' … Continue reading Website: Propnomicon →

Of Humans and Insects, by Julian Maven

Ink drawing of a dark-haired woman in a bra and shorts holding a bleeding heart to her mouth, splattered with red

Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 29 (March 2001). Illustration: “Human Heart” by Patrick Stacy You cough. The smoke, tiny particles of carbon and carcinogens, enters your lungs and you cough a deep, rich, helpless rasp of a cough. It always begins this way. You look around the pub, your immediate surroundings, the way a … Continue reading Of Humans and Insects, by Julian Maven →

Obscurity, by Allen Woods

Rough white brushstroke shape like a clawed hand or wing on a black background, with red streaks at its tip

Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 18 (June 1998). Illustration by Romeo Esparrago He first saw the slick water glistening off the beige sidewalk. It was early, still dark outside, but light pollution flickered on the saturated ground and he could see clearly. He looked down, searching for his hands or feet, but couldn't find … Continue reading Obscurity, by Allen Woods →

How Time Flies, by Eric O. Tennyson

Black-and-white line drawing of a woman's face with long hair, part of it in negative, beside a smaller man's face

Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 18 (June 1998). Illustration by Romeo Esparrago Bennie Mox was sprawled in a corner staring at the setting sun. His eyes were listless and his lumpy shoulders were rigid. Bennie's rather large mouth was open in the shape of an O, revealing his perfectly capped teeth. A trace of … Continue reading How Time Flies, by Eric O. Tennyson →