“Personally, I would not care for immortality in the least. There is nothing better than oblivion, since in oblivion there is no wish unfulfilled. We had it before we were born yet did not complain. Shall we whine because we know it will return? It is Elysium enough for me, at any rate.”
– H.P. Lovecraft
Most authors are lucky if they are well known and widely read in their own lifetime. Once they die their work usually fades into obscurity. Some very lucky authors manage to write works that are both popular during their lifetime and remain so once they pass on. It’s a strange kind of luck to be an author whose work is mostly obscure during ones lifetime yet that work becomes relatively popular and well read decades after that author’s death.
Hello Howard Phillips Lovecraft. A strangely lucky man.
And if fish did fly, where would the birds and the bats and the bugs go?
Fish would be so much more fun if they swam in the air instead of the ocean.
Sharks might be a bit of a problem.
A writer friend of mine commissioned me to create a portrait that he could use online. This is what I came up with. He then colored it and this the result –
