Lol, Gnome. Fan too? I recall the exact circumstances surrounding of Lovecraft, and this is no made up story. Briefly, I found this coffee table type book on carnival freaks at the Sidney Lanier branch of the library, before it was renamed the Amerila Earheart branch, and a nice connection as our house with a quite terrifying haunted attic (that was not the first time I saw a ghost, but the first time I encountered one), and the house, on Valley Spring Lane, may have been lived in by her at one point when she lived in North Hollywood.
I was going to check it out that night, and it was a weekday evening, and for reasons I can't explain, my dad had a total fit, totally lost his temper, and demanded that garbage of this kind never be brought into his house. It was so extreme, I still think he had a long-lost pinhead first cousin or a sister with a beard. So instead, I saw this paperback by some guy named Lovecraft on a wire rack, with the cover illustration being a dude with snakes in his hair. My dad never said a word about it.
I just went and looked it up. It was an anthology, Tales of the Cthulhu Mythos Volume 2, Ballentine Books, with one of those very lurid covers they had which had nothing to do with any content. And I was hooked.
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