Joseph S. Pulver Sr

Have you ever been haunted by a work of art? You may not be merely captured by the craft, but by something that lies in the work's depths. Something admiring you as you admire it. Do you know the King in Yellow? The Sepia Prince? The Duke of Rust? Have you heard their whispers coming to you from dried up parchment and faded photographs? Maybe another member of the King's court has lit upon your life, casting shadows and doubts. Do you worship them, fear them, revere them, or simply seek to understand them? These hallowed nobles who hold court around the King. Each noble holds an artform in their wavelength. For their color to shine, that art must practiced. There are no older or younger members of the court. Each has existed since before time was a concept they entertained. All of culture has evolved to suit their needs. Art is in the eye of the beholder, and color is only an abstract concept. The Chromatic Court is very real, you reading this has assured that... A Lovecraftian dark fantasy collection from Peter Rawlik, featuring all new stories by: Glynn Owen Barass, David Bernard, Jon Black, Simon Bucher-Jones, John Linwood Grant, Micah S. Harris, Rick Lai, MaTT Loughlin, Paul StJohn Mackintosh, Christine Morgan, Logan Noble, & Joseph S. Pulver Sr.

A weary coach struggles across a merciless landscape, fighting the relentless bitterness of the wind. It is a land of endless grey bogs, of mud-sucked hills, of twisted and impenetrable forest. A land of sin. A land of death. This is where Odalric and Clithanus and the Graue Blutengel, the Grey Leech, hold sway. Battered and wind-whipped and coated in dust, the men of God inside the laboring coach are every bit as grim as the country that seeks to engulf them. They endure. They must. Shadowed at all times by the Other Wolves, haunted by the Way Home, defended by purity and American Winchester rifles, their resolve is their greatest strength in the nightmare that surrounds them. For their mission is paramount, and it must not be permitted to falter. Joe Pulver's latest masterpiece is as uncomfortable as it is oneiric, a hypnagogic trek through a blasted piece of world, surrounded at all times by hatred and bitterness and evil. As claustrophobic as it is relentless, A Long, Dark, Grim Road will cling to you, and you will never escape its clutches.

"Joe Pulver is what you get when you cross one of Plato's Muse-maddened poets with a Lovecraftian lunatic..." Matt Cardin, author of Dark Awakenings Schenectady, New York. Winter. The mutilated bodies of dead women are showing up everywhere and Detective Christopher Stewart hasn't got a clue, until he discovers the Cthulhu Mythos of H. P. Lovecraft. He also discovers that H. P. Lovecraft was a prophet... and that the stars are right for murder. Nightmare's Disciple is a richly-detailed, modern day Cthulhu Mythos novel of the terror a serial killer leaves in his wake and the hunt to foil his special plan for the world. This new edition includes afterwards and introductions by Robert M. Price and Joseph S. Pulver, Sr. (all three are located at the end of this book): * Unpublished Introduction to the Original 1999 Edition, by Robert M. Price * Afterword, 10 plus Years Later, by Joseph S. Pulver, Sr. * Afterword: Fifteen Years of Dark Discipleship, by Robert M. Price

'No one does the darker side of surreal better than this man.' - Laird Barron Nearly two decades before True Detective helped popularize The King in Yellow, Joseph S. Pulver, Sr. was writing poetic tales based upon Robert W. Chambers' King in Yellow. Collected within this substantial volume of madness, murder, and spectral tragedy are tales of Carcosa, the characters that inhabit the KIY Play, and Chambers' cosmic horror. Pulver's tales adhere to Chambers' core ideas and themes, and they retain all the mystery of Chambers originals. Joseph S. Pulver, Sr. has been acclaimed by many notable editors, writers, and reviewers, as the contemporary heir to Robert W. Chambers' King in Yellow. Have you seen the Yellow Sign? 'The King In Yellow reigns over the labyrinthine crossroads between the grand indifference of the cosmic Outside, and the inner wasteland of the tormented mind, so it's no surprise to find Joe Pulver's saturnine face so frequently behind the Pallid Mask. Joe plies the fathomless depths of existential nightmare breathing music and poetry, and brings back strangely beautiful salvage. That he has so lovingly and deeply explored Chambers' bizarre pocket universe without destroying the merest scintilla of its mystery is ample testament to his painfully sharp craftsmanship and terrible wisdom." - Cody Goodfellow, Radiant Dawn