Free Fiction: “The Cry In The Darkness” by Richard Baron

Mamie Bishop and I had been courting for a number of years before I proposed. I think that we would still be courting now had it not been for the incident involving that local misfit, Wilbur Whateley. The details of which are too vast and unsettling to go into here – only have it known that following his disappearance, a gloom seemed to settle over the town. Inhabitants unwilling to discuss the event hid away behind closed doors, avoiding each other’s gaze for fear that mentioning “the unspeakable name” of Whateley would bring some unknown terror lumbering to their door.  For Mamie, who had visited their residence on past occasions, the effects were far more pronounced.

She became withdrawn, her skin affecting a sickly pallor. More than once she was found walking alone in the hills at night, her head tilted up to the sky as though she was searching for some sign or movement in the clouds. Naturally, I became concerned, and after ushering her back to her parents’ home following one of those midnight jaunts, I sat her down and poured out my heart. Racked as I was with worry, I would say, and do, anything in my power to help alleviate whatever concerns gave her cause to act in such a manner. Anything to have the Mamie I loved safe.

I will never forget the way she looked at me then.

Her face wet with tears, black hair raining down upon her brow, she raised her head and said, “A child, Earl. I want a child.”

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“This Book and I Could Be Friends” reviews Cthulhurotica

The opening piece, Gabrielle Harbowy’s “Descent of the Wayward Sister,” does a great job setting the tone for the rest, turning Lovecraft on his head by centering on a bold female character who greets the monstrous with open arms (literally). An unapologetic thief and prostitute, she’s a rule-breaker on the margins of Victorian society already, as opposed to some stuffy New England aristocrat. Don Pizarro’s “The C-Word,” on the other hand, is a quiet modern tale of two lovers, a young man and a woman seventeen years his senior. Except she lives in Innsmouth, which adds another layer to the issues of aging and physical change that have caused her to push him away.

Plus the reviewer gives “thumbs up” to the idea of Cthulhurotica 2!

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Interview: Richard Baron

Name: Richard Baron

Author of: “The Cry in the Darkness”

Age: 39

Geographic Location: Peterborough, England

Twitter:@DrVollin

Website: http://rbbaron.co.uk/

Past publications: ‘The Lake” published in the anthology Caught by Darkness and the forthcoming Something in the Doorway anthology.  ‘The Painted Path” published in the October issue of Dark Gothic Resurrected magazine.

What’s your favorite H.P. Lovecraft story or other Mythos story? “The Shadow Over Innsmouth”. I love the description of Innsmouth with its empty houses and strange townsfolk. Whenever I hear of Lovecraft, I envision that place.

What comes to mind when you think “Lovecraft” + “Erotica”? Suppressed desires. Things we perhaps wouldn’t entertain in waking life can become natural occurrences in our dream state where physical reality has no grounds.  A large amount of what stimulates us sexually is in the mind not the flesh. Lovecraft’s writings though devoid of erotic prose walk a similar line… Places and beings that we feel are real but which lie just beyond our physical perception.  He may give us the Gods upon the page but it’s up to us to take them to our beds at night.

How did you hear about Cthulhurotica? I believe it was on the Duotrope website; a must for budding writers.

What inspired your story? I’ve always liked stories in which the female has the upper hand so when thinking about what to write for Cthulhurotica this was my starting point. I had just read ‘The Dunwich Horror’ and remember thinking to myself ‘How did these events effect the people there?’ The story grew naturally out of that.

What music or movies helped you to write this story? I like total silence when writing but watched the film Dagon the night before I started work. Though very loose with the source material, it captures the atmosphere of Lovecraft’s writing more than any other adaption (in my view).

How many rewrites did you do before submitting? Two drafts, an edit then final polish.

What is your favorite bit?

As the nights drew in, melancholy seemed to befall our home. The bright wildflowers that Mamie had earlier that summer picked to decorate our bedroom now lay shriveled in their vases. Dust lay undisturbed upon each surface where I now laid my hand.