Saturday, March 16, 2013

The Shadow Over Innsmouth by H.P. Lovecraft

I haven't blogged anything lately because I've been so busy working on my reading of H.P. Lovecraft's The Shadow Over Innsmouth.

I started the recording two years ago but gave up on it after two episodes because frankly, doing a good job was too difficult / time-consuming for me at the time. However, I recently came upon the old recordings I'd done and listened to them. I was surprised by how good they were, and gave myself a hearty head-slap for not finishing the story off earlier. Then, once I resumed the project, I remembered why I'd abandoned it: Zadok Allen. What a nightmare that guy was to do: a huge monologue in a regional dialect (that, being from England, I've no idea about, but anyway ...)

  Zadok Allen "... the half-crazed, liquorish nonagenarian whose tales of old Innsmouth and its shadow were so hideous and incredible."

It was a total b*stard to do, but I kept at it, and at it, and it, and finally after about seven days of work, at about 01.00 a.m. last night, I finished it.

Then I woke up this morning and realised I had to do a load of re-takes. But generally speaking, it's finished, and I'll be uploading to Podiobooks later today.

Jon Cape has done a series of images based on the story, and the images on this page are just a few of them. A glimpse of the horrors to come in H.P. Lovecraft's, The Shadow Over Innsmouth.

"... lanterns bobbing in the darkness, and horrible croaking voices exchanging low cries in what was certainly not English."

 "... the morbid and horror-infested fabric of the Gilman House"

Zadok: "They'd ruther not start risin' an' wipin' aout human-kind, but ef they was gave away an' forced to, they cud do a lot toward jest that."

1 comment:

  1. I simply cannot wait. As hard as it must have been to do this reading, I know you nailed it.

    Best Regards!


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