A Month of Many Things

February is Black History Month: a period to honor and reflect upon the many contributions and accomplishments of African Americans throughout the history of the United States. February also plays host to Valentine’s Day, lesser known as the raucous pagan celebration of Lupercalia. During February, avid listeners of NPR (National Public Radio) heard the Senate hearing regarding the harrowing January 6th insurrection that took place at the U.S. Capitol. And we’ve seen an increase in COVID-19 vaccines being distributed these past weeks. Heck, even my birthday falls in February! So, needless to say, this February 2021 has been a month of many things, but dull was not one of them!

On the day of my birthday, my mother presented me with some fascinating and thoughtful gifts related to writing and writers of import. She had constructed a compelling story about an ancestor of ours through her mother’s side of the family, one Brewster Higley IV (1759–1847). Her tale highlighted how he and his family traveled from Connecticut to Ohio, by wagon and river raft, to where they founded Rutland, OH around the turn of the century. (It is worth noting that Brewster’s grandson, Brewster Higley VI, moseyed west further still and penned the original words to “Home on the Range.”)

My mother led in with this anecdote because Rutland began with the Higley’s settling at a lone shanty along Leading Creek—a tributary of the Ohio River—which is a mere 16 miles from Horse Cave Creek, where American writer Ambrose Bierce (1842-1914) was born 43 years later. Not only was Bierce an influence of H. P. Lovecraft, but my grandfather used to read stories from Ghost and Horror Tales of Ambrose Bierce to my mother! This venture was short-lived, however . . .

. . . in the Midwest home in which my mother grew up during the mid-1960s, words like “fart” or “guts” were hardly acceptable, so you can imagine how Bierce’s short story “The Damned Thing” was received by my grandmother—a lady of gentility. Thus, my mother gifted me a copy of Ghost and Horror Tales, along with a copy of I Am Providence, the award-winning biography of Lovecraft by the esteemed scholar and literary critic, S. T. Joshi. What a windfall!

Throughout February (and most of January), I have also been attempting to submit an original short story, “Keys to the Soul,” to several leading speculative and horror magazines—but, to no avail. At first, these attempts represented the only forward “progress,” per say, in my writing endeavors until the Horror Writers Association partnered with Roadmap Writers to offer HWA members a “Mastering Your Pitch” workshop.

This free collaboration provided not only insight and professional conversations with several known agents in the field but also the first interactions I’ve had with other HWA members. So many inspiring and creative writers out there! And with such cool ideas, too!

Although Roadmap Writers specifically focuses on working with screen writers, their branch Roadmap Authors offered the 3-day workshop, thanks to the company’s talented founder Joey Tuccio and award-winning author/moderator Selene Castrovilla. One of the highlights of this digital gathering was the second night, during which Nicole Resciniti, President of The Seymour Agency, listened patiently as willing HWA members pitched book ideas to her. Another agent was actually scheduled to present that evening, but I sure am glad that they had to reschedule. Nicole was dynamic, attentive, and personable! What’s more, she confessed to being a fan of Weird Tales, the very magazine that published a number of Lovecraft’s works a century ago!

Now, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect going into this workshop, but I had taken the time to do two things beforehand: 1.) prepare a very rough pitch for my Lovecraftian novella, The Face on the Floor, and 2.) begin going through the final edits of said novella after my friend and professional proofreader, John Thornberry of JPRT Creative, made a pass through the weird tale. In this instance, both efforts paid dividends. The first night, I learned from the advice of Cate Hart, an agent with the Harvey Klinger Literary Agency, to improve my pitch and warm up my public speaking skills over Zoom. This, combined with my confidence at having cleaned up The Face on the Floor (my literary debut and a prequel to Lovecraft’s own At the Mountains of Madness), contributed to a successful delivery of my pitch to Nicole on that second night.

Hence, she gave me some really helpful feedback before telling me to send her a refined pitch and copy of the manuscript of The Face on the Floor! And so, I did just that. She knows who to send it to over at Weird Tales! What a turn of events from the beginning of the month! I now look forward to catching up on sleep, as well as being more present at home, where my wife keeps the ship afloat and our infant lightens our lives.

Yours in R’lyeh,

Tony LaMalfa

An Exception to the Rule

Typically, I try to publish only one post per month; but, because I did not want to lessen the focus of or draw attention from Martin Luther King Jr. Day (highlighted in my previous post, “Hail to the King, Baby!”), I’m making an exception for an exceptional development.

In mid-November 2020, I awoke in the middle of the night and could not fall back asleep. I was struck by a particular thought, so I spent the next few hours shaping that thought until it could be brought into fruition. The result? A single-page letter to then President-elect Biden, urging any discussion of a Green New Deal to include embracing the growing meat-alternative movement, as well as shifting the United States agriculture to more sustainable, perennial models. To emphasis this latter point, I enclosed a book, Restoration Agriculture (2013) by Mark Shepard, with the letter and sent them both on their way!

Fast forward to January 20, 2021—two months to-the-day. During the very same hour I am watching the inauguration of President-elect Biden and Vice President-elect Harris, I received in the mail a letter response from Joe Biden himself!

What makes this interaction more meaningful is that one of my grandmothers, Beulah LaMalfa (my father’s mother), had written a letter to First Lady Roosevelt in the 1930s, while President Roosevelt enacted the New Deal. And preserved in a scrapbook is, none other than, a reply from Eleanor herself!

When time permits, I shall make a copy of the documents related to this exchange between my Grandmother and the First Lady. Until then, take care.

Yours in R’lyeh,

Tony LaMalfa

“Hail to the King, Baby”

I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality… I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.

—Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

As I type these words, I am listening to the Inauguration of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris. The oldest public official is being sworn in as the 46th President of the United States. Alongside him, the first woman takes the oath of Vice President, but not only that, she is the first African-American and Asian-American elected to the Executive Branch. Incredible. Ground-breaking. And I wonder how proud Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. would have been at this unique moment in American history.

But also, I am crafting this post just two days after the national holiday honoring this American Baptist minister and Civil Rights Leader from Atlanta, Georgia who won the 1964 Nobel Peace Prize for his commitment to advocating and embodying non-violence during an era, like today, of social unrest.

This photograph (courtesy of Getty Images) and one of several in this illuminating article by The Sun. I urge you to learn more about this paragon of peace, as his message was and remains one of unity, compassion, faith, and a relentless pursuit of equality for all. I hope today marks an American trudge—nay, a march—in the direction of these virtues.

On a personal note, as our six-month-year-old bounces joyfully in her Jolly Jumper and my wife revels in researching permaculture practices to aid her development of a food forest on a small piece of land within the city limits, I spend my day off eagerly awaiting the legal counsel of my brother, a graduate of the University of Wisconsin – Madison’s prestigious law program. Of the two recent stories I’ve been writing, one (“The Red Ensign”) is based on a vivid dream that I awoke from long after midnight, and the other (“Arcanum Involvolus”) takes inspiration from some beloved relations, playing out across four parts—including the courtroom speech of an impassioned attorney. Slowly but surely, these stories will come to fruition.

Finally, I conclude with how I began. This post’s title, “Hail to the King, Baby” is not only in observation of Martin Luther King Jr. Day but also pays homage to a line spoken by Army of Darkness protagonist Ash Williams (which was subsequently borrowed for use of the equally sardonic video game character, Duke Nukem.

Take care as you look for the light in your life, strive for happiness through the pursuit of your dreams, and treat others as you would care to be treated.

Yours in R’lyeh,

Tony LaMalfa

Giving Thanks

As the COVID-19 pandemic continues to strip away any illusions we have about our interconnectedness—between us and other people, the planet, and pretty much all life as we know it—this is the perfect time to tap into the roots of the commercial holidays we celebrate today. Take, for example, Thanksgiving.

In modern times, Thanksgiving is associated with family gatherings, watching football, Macy’s Day Parade floats, and eating lots of food (including turkeys . . . without their consent). If asked about the reason for this celebration, most folks raised in the United States hearken to a generic story taught in public schools regarding a shared meal between the Pilgrims and the American Indians.

However, as we peel back the narrative that we’re told about this holiday, it becomes important to more accurately honor its origins. Even after a cursory Internet search, one learns that History.com acknowledges the following (after which it provides links to several other articles regarding the Colonists and commercial exploits of Thanksgiving):

Thanksgiving, which occurs on the fourth Thursday in November, is based on the colonial Pilgrims’ 1621 harvest meal. The holiday continues to be a day for Americans to gather for a day of feasting, football and family.

USHistory.org offers a more detailed account, as in how it relates to William Bradford (the statement below is but a snippet from this website):

By autumn of 1621, the Pilgrims had much for which to be thankful. After the harvest, [Chief] Massasoit and about ninety other Indians joined the Pilgrims for the great English tradition of HARVEST FESTIVAL

But more scintillating, informative, and meaningful still is the content shared by DoSomething.org, a digital platform powering real-world impact. Its article, under the title “Truthsgiving: The True History of Thanksgiving”, discusses perspectives of this holiday as recognized by the Native Americans (meaning, those stories not taught in U.S. schools), the implications of these perspectives, and how you can support Native communities during Thanksgiving and beyond:

The “first Thanksgiving,” as a lot of folks understand it, was in 1621 between the Pilgrims of Plymouth Colony and the Wampanoag* tribe in present-day Massachusetts. While records indicate that this celebration did happen, there are a few misconceptions we need to clear up. [ . . . ] So here’s the full story.

I highly recommend you to explore this notion of “Truthsgiving” (beginning with the above DoSomething.org article) as you count your blessings near the end of this turbulent year. And with that note . . .

. . . my literary, theatrical, interpersonal, familial, occupational, and international endeavors—amongst others—would not be possible or as fulfilling without the support of my wife, Lexie. Each and every day I spend with her is a gift, as she is the keel that keeps my vessel even. For her, as well as our daughter, our families, friends, and Ferdinand (our rabbit companion), I give thanks. Furthermore, I extend gratitude to our health, our teachers past and present, our privileges, employment, and cozy apartment.

As you reflect on your own life’s blessings, for what do you give thanks?

On a writer’s note, I am thankful for the opportunity to have recently submitted an original tale, crafted specifically for the Horror Writer Association’s upcoming anthology, Other Fears. This collection of stories will “[revolve] around a recurring theme that often comes up in both critical analysis of the horror genre and discussions about the prejudices and biases people have against minority groups that manifest in myriad phobias: the idea of ‘otherness’.”

In keeping with the theme of this project, my submission touches upon the discrimination, disparities, and death experienced by people of color in the United States—historically and today. And I am proud to display the “Black Lives Matter” square on my website. When I learn the fate of my submission, I shall share more.

In the meantime, count your blessings, and keep on reading!

Yours in R’yleh,

Tony LaMalfa

Happy Hallowtide!

You may or may not have known that the holiday Halloween, which we celebrate in the Western world on October 31st, actually kicks off a three-day season called Hallowtide—amongst other titles. Halloween, or All Hallows Eve, precedes Hallowmas (November 1st), more commonly referred to as All Saints’ Day, which is followed up by All Souls’ Day (November 2nd). What began as the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain evolved into a means to worship the Catholic martyrs and eventually took the commercialized form we see today. You can learn more about the history of Halloween by reading this fascinating article (courtesy of History.com).

Also worth noting is that the latter two of these three days comprise the Mexican holiday of Día de los Muertos, Day of the Dead: a celebration in which deceased loved ones are remembered and honored through gathering with family, eating traditional dishes, and building altars at which to pray for past ancestors.

Wherever you are in the world, the global coronavirus pandemic has forced us to reconsider how we celebrate the conventional holidays. Convening in person has become a liability (in large numbers or without proper precautions), and to some, the idea of passing out candy to children traveling door to door with a respiratory virus on the loose brings cause for concern (with good reason). And without a doubt, the mental strain of accommodating new lifestyles to protect ourselves, and each other, leaves us craving some sense of normalcy.

Whatever customs you follow or level of isolation you may be enduring, we can all still enjoy a good read. The tradition of telling ghost stories is a timely and appropriate distraction, given the season and situation. Thus, I recommend The Sirens Call, a free electronic publication with dozens of literary tricks or treats for readers. Thanks to the editors of Sirens Call Publications, my short story “The Crimson Curse” has been reprinted today in the 51st Halloween Edition of this eZine (on Page 191, if you like).

Last time this year, my wife and I hosted a community event called Haunted Hallowmas. Through the local historical society, we were allowed us to use the old Menominee Opera House for an evening of thrilling tales and spooky sing-a-longs. At this gathering, we celebrated a kind of book release for Elvelon Press, which published its fourth Issue of their horror magazine, Outpost 28. “The Crimson Curse” made its debut in this paperback periodical, and below, you can watch as I perform this story at our eerie event.

I hope these literary stirrings provide a pleasant distraction during these unprecedented times. Take care!

Yours in R’lyeh,

Tony LaMalfa

An Oldie But a Goodie

The fine folks at Sirens Call Publications have accepted my story, “The Crimson Curse”, for reprinting in the Halloween issue (#51) of their Dark Fantasy and Horror eZine, The Sirens Call. Thank you!

This online publication includes short stories, flash fiction, poetry, and artwork of all grisly sorts.

The entire catalog of The Sirens Call is available to download, for free, at the following link: http://www.sirenscallpublications.com/ezine.htm

Be sure to check out this wealth of content if you are at all a fan of the macabre!

The title of this post also applies to a very significant milestone in my life: my first encounter, at age 8, with media inspired by H. P. Lovecraft: Alone in the Dark (which trumps my last post—about my initial adult encounter with Fantasy Flight’s Arkham Horror board game).

Playing a demo of this virtual adventure, the first 3D survival horror game, on my grandmother’s old Macintosh computer during the summer of 1994 brings back fond memories of childhood.

Developed by Frédérick Raynal and published in 1992 by Infogrames (now Atari SA), Alone in the Dark was the coolest demo on the Club Kidsoft CD, which my brother and I received with a magazine.

Other 30-some-year-olds may also remember this sample disc’s “The Turkey from Albuquerque” tune, by the fictional band Blue Oyster Stuffit.

At the time, I did not understand Alone in the Dark’s origins, nor did I realize the profound influence it would eventually have on my literary interest later in life; but needless to say, I was hooked!

Yours in R’lyeh,

Tony LaMalfa

Birthday Bookends

With the maiden voyage of this website, please extend Happy 130th Birthday wishes to the memory of Providence, Rhode Island native and writer Howard Phillips Lovecraft (1890-1937)—more widely known as H. P. Lovecraft.

If you are unfamiliar with the “Father of Weird Fiction and Son of Providence” but interested in learning about his literary legacy, please click on the above hyperlink (alternatively, you can check out his Wikipedia page).

It was in 2013 that I first encountered the body of works written by Lovecraft. I was interested in cooperative board games that possessed a central antagonist(s) driven by the game’s own mechanics—as opposed to a competitive board game or one in which a player took on the role of the antagonist. After enjoying the VHS-driven, a-la “party” board game Nightmare, I discovered Fantasy Flight’s Arkham Horror. (Funny enough, I would never end up playing this game after owning it for years.)

The most important consequence of my interest in Arkham Horror was that it led me to Lovecraft. Rather than crack open a “Collected Works of . . .” or read online versions of his stories, I stumbled upon pure gold: Audio Realms’ The Dark Worlds of H. P. Lovecraft, narrated by Wayne June. This six-CD set contains some of Lovecraft’s most distinguished tales, and the production quality is second to none. Add the flavorful, frightening narration of June, and you have what I believe is the best vehicle with which to digest the fiction written by this “Son of Providence.”

I vividly recall the nostalgia of listening to The Shadow over Innsmouth. Every line led me deeper into that “ancient, blight-shadowed town” while its climax had me standing on pins and needles—I had previously been sitting cross-legged on the carpet. My wife indulged me, listening along for my second go-around and allowed herself to influenced by my enthusiasm for Lovecraft’s stories. It’s been seven years, and I’m happy to say that we’ve never looked back . . .

Yours in R’lyeh,

Tony LaMalfa