Friday, November 27, 2015


"The object was not shapeless, but so complex that the eye could recognize no describable shape. There were hemispheres and shining metal, coupled by long plastic rods. The rods were of a flat grey colour, so that he could not make out which were nearer; they merged into a flat mass from which protruded individual cylinders. As he looked at it, he had a curious feeling that eyes gleamed from between these rods; but wherever he glanced at the construction, he saw only the spaces between them. The strangest part was that he felt this was an image of something living - something from a dimension where such an example of abnormal geometry could live."

"'Uthgos plam'f Daoloth asgu'i - come, o Thou who swepest the veils of sight aside, and showest the realities beyond.'"
Ramsey Campbell, The Render Of Veils

Thursday, November 26, 2015


"Once she glimpsed its ribs through a gloomy clump of bushes. Even if it was a greyhound, it looked in need of feeding."

"He turned his head and saw a figure running after him on all fours along the dim road, a thin shape moving faster than the car."

"Was it meant to show a mass of vegetation in the shape of a face? If so, what kind of face? All she could identify was the tongue that bulged thirstily from the jagged mouth, unless the tongue was a swollen root, and the stalks that curled upward from the eyes to form horns above the low forehead."

As she floored the pedal the two figures raced past the car, their muscles flexing like windblown branches, and turned their face to her as they ran. She saw how their grayish manes grew out of ragged eye sockets, from one of which a clenched flower dangled as if it had be gouged."
Ramsey Campbell, Ancient Images

Wednesday, November 25, 2015


"Then the movements clarified and separated, and he saw that there were three shapes, three insects crawling up the rock. Why should the sight of a few insects make him feel he couldn't breathe? his head was swimming by the time he realized that since the pale, thin shapes were crawling on the wall where it merged with the dark, they must really be larger than he was."

"They were the color of the lizard he'd trodden on, the color of things that lived in the dark. They had long fingers they were using to climb the rock, slowly but relentlessly. Two of them were raising their smooth heads toward him in a way that made him thing they had no eyes."

"The van swung round the curve, and both she and Jeremy cowered back in their seats, gasping as the headlights lit up what was standing in the middle of the road, thrusting forward its white eyeless face that bore a gaping smile, its outstretched arms touching the trees on both side of the road."

"It's long oval body the color of a dead fish, its penis dangling like a withered umbilical cord down one fleshless leg. It only smiled more widely, a smile that seemed totally devoid of emotion on the flat, shiny, featureless face, and let go of the trees, ready to reach for the van with its huge splayed hands."
Ramsey Campbell, The Hungry Moon

Tuesday, November 24, 2015


"221-Insects or other entities from space attack and penetrate a man’s head and cause him to remember alien and exotic things—possible displacement of personality."
H.P. Lovecraft, Commonplace Book

"At last a shape appeared, flapping above the ground on leathery wings. The thing which flew whirring toward me was followed by a train of others, wings slapping the air at incredible speed... I could ... make out many more details... Those huge lidless eyes which stared in hate at me, the jointed tendrils which seemed to twist from the head in cosmic rhythms, the ten legs, covered with black shining tentacles and folded into the pallid underbody, and the semi-circular ridged wings covered with triangular scales... I saw the three mouths of the thing move moistly, and then it was upon me."
Ramsey Campbell, The Insects from Shaggai

Monday, November 23, 2015


"She could feel how it was moving, she screamed that. She could feel it was a monster."

“’You see, it wasn’t her husband who’d told her
originally what would happen to her baby. It was another man, who had power over her and her husband. Those were her words: had power. And he hadn’t just said the baby would be born a monster. He’d said he would make it born that way.”

“’Was it as bad as she feared?’”
“’Yes,’ the doctor said. ‘Yes, it was.‘”
“’This is all I’ll tell you,’ he said, and George felt he hoped it would leave him in the telling. 
‘It was nearly three feet long.’”
Ramsey Campbell, The Doll Who Ate His Mother

Saturday, November 21, 2015

This Thanksgiving Feed Cthulhu!

Hey folks! Quick update. This coming Thanksgiving week I'll be posting yet another full week's worth of Ramsey Campbell monsters including one of the most complex Great Old Ones I've ever drawn! Speaking of Thanksgiving...

Ross Lockhart over at Word Horde is throwing down the generosity gauntlet with the Return of #FeedCthulhu ! Here's the statement direct from Word Horde:
"Thanksgiving may be the time to celebrate our prosperity and providence, but people still go hungry. And hunger sucks. So once again I’d like to challenge you to make a difference, by making a donation–no matter how small–to a food charity. This can be a local food bank, church, temple, mosque, coven, bin outside your grocery store, or national (or international) hunger relief organization. The organization doesn’t matter, so long as they’re feeding people. Once you do that, post the following on social media:
I fed Cthulhu [your donation] to [organization] #FeedCthulhu @lossrockhart"

Click hear to read Ross' entire post. Also, just check out Word Horde in general because they've release some amazing fiction this year (including two of my favorites from 2015 Orrin Grey's Painted Monsters, Molly Tanzer's Vermillion). Ross is a super nice dude, Word Horde is a super great press, their authors are super talented and it's an awesome cause. Let's be excellent to each other this Thanksgiving!!  

Friday, November 20, 2015


"And, truly, if I do say that it was somewhat as that I had seen a monstrous slug-thing, surely I should use wise and proper words to make known to you this horrid brute."

"And truly it moved a little with the head, this way and that, stretching through the dark and the shadows, as you shall see a slug to move, and with no speed or sound, and nowise seeming heedful of aught. But yet did I fear that it smelled us, if this might be; and this, as you shall think, to be a very natural fear."

"Yet had those Slugs that we did see, been black and shining, for the most, as I have told;"

"And the Monster Slug came onward, and as it did go, it set the stalks of the eyes in among the boulders, as that it did search;"

"The Slug-Beast set out a big tongue among the boulders, after that it did peer thereunder; and the tongue did be very long, and white, and something thin-seeming; and the Monster lapped inward in a moment a great snake from among the boulders, and the tongue did hold upon the snake, as that there did be surely teeth or roughness upon the tongue;"
William Hope Hodgson, The Night Land