This is great, thank you for sharing!

Those were wonderful! I wish I could have been there for it...

But, a question: when HPL quoted the line about "amateurs borrow, professionals steal," and then afterwards remarked upon your "borrowings" of his materials...was that a (hopefully unintended) slight? To say you don't have professional bona fides at this point is like saying that Tronald Dump is an honest person...!?! ;)

Hi! First of all since i have never adressed you before i would like to say that i love your stories immensely!
Anyway, in these far away places whose names you borrowed, that you mentioned,or even places like far beyond the wall or Asshai by the shadow, have you ever struggled with how much to say or even show and how much to leave mysterious?
And regarding mysterious places like Leng, the Grey Waste or Carcosa and the like (Since they are unlikely to feature in a story anytime soon) could you give an idea of what you imagine is there (i assume little is set on stone in this regard)
Thank you for the moving depth of a Song of ice and fire.
Deeply fond regards. Pedro Oliveira

It was my absolute pleasure to perform at the Jean Cocteau and meet you. Thank you so much for being on the show!

I just got through reading Lovecraft's essay on cats vs. dogs, in which I am informed my preference for dogs is a sign I am sentimental, superficial, have a preference for feeling over thought, value cringing obedience over aristocratic independence, and am otherwise representative of "persons of commonplace ideas—unimaginative worthy burghers who are satisfied with the daily round of things and who subscribe to the popular credo of sentimental values."

Said preference also means I am emblematic of the Oriental idealism and abasement which rotted Rome from within. I represent those forces and sentiments which lead to the subjugation and collapse of classical civilization under the fetters of Christian superstition, a herald of the long darkness of the Middle Ages and its centuries long decay into mawkish illusions of meekness and devotion. I am forever expelled from the ranks of the proud warriors and philosophers of the ancient world, or the bold and independent men of the Western Aryan type, who were assuredly all cat lovers.

All of this is a long way of saying, next time you see Lovecraft, tell him 'same to you, buddy.'

On the plus side, I learned some new words! When was the last time anyone referred to a cat as a 'Grimalkin'?