The Detective

I've been reading a lot of detective fiction lately: Agatha Christie, Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler. Aside from the fact that they're all about mysteries and detecting the solution to aforementioned mysteries, they're also some of the  more depressing books I've read. These writers have crafted worlds populated with brainless thugs, shallow women and men … Continue reading The Detective

Looking for Pickman

I was reading Pickman's Model, one of my favorite Lovecraft stories, and I realized I recognized most of the places he was talking about in the story. There was the studio on Newbury Street and South Station and there was the North End. In fact, Lovecraft placed Pickman's studio of horrors right smack dab in … Continue reading Looking for Pickman