{"id":5084,"date":"2024-10-20T17:13:31","date_gmt":"2024-10-21T00:13:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/?p=5084"},"modified":"2024-10-23T14:31:08","modified_gmt":"2024-10-23T21:31:08","slug":"the-picture-in-the-house","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/the-picture-in-the-house\/","title":{"rendered":"The Picture in the House"},"content":{"rendered":"<body>\n<p>When I was but a young man, in the dim, shadow-haunted streets of Dorchester, Massachusetts, each October brought with it a ritual most solemn. In the fading light of autumn, I would immerse myself daily in the works of that master of cosmic horror, <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/H._P._Lovecraft\" title=\"H. P. Lovecraft\">H. P. Lovecraft<\/a>. I dwelt then in a creaking, ancient abode, nestled among similarly decrepit houses, where the air itself seemed to whisper of ancestral secrets long buried. My neighbors, peculiar souls themselves\u2014either descendants of families rooted deep in Dorchester\u2019s soil or members of strange communal gatherings\u2014only heightened the otherworldly atmosphere. The very essence of the place lent a deeper terror to the tales of Lovecraft.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote>Killin\u2019 sheep was kinder more fun\u2014but d\u2019ye know, \u2019twan\u2019t quite satisfyin\u2019. Queer haow a cravin\u2019 gits a holt on ye\u2014 As ye love the Almighty, young man, don\u2019t tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn\u2019t raise nor buy\u2014here, set still, what\u2019s ailin\u2019 ye?\u2014I didn\u2019t do nothin\u2019, only I wondered haow \u2019twud be ef I did\u2014 They say meat makes blood an\u2019 flesh, an\u2019 gives ye new life, so I wondered ef \u2019twudn\u2019t make a man live longer an\u2019 longer ef \u2019twas more the same\u2014<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p>Now, in this distant city of San Diego, though the house in which I dwell bears its own weight of years, it cannot summon the same dreadful atmosphere. This day, I revisited <a href=\"https:\/\/hplovecraft.com\/writings\/texts\/fiction\/ph.aspx\" title=\"The Picture in the House\">\u201cThe Picture in the House,\u201d<\/a> wherein a genealogist, fleeing a storm in the accursed Miskatonic Valley, encounters an ancient abode, teeming with pre-Revolutionary relics. Its sinister occupant, a ragged, timeworn figure, reveals an unnatural hunger\u2014a hunger which, despite his denial, is made manifest when blood from some unseen horror above betrays his foul deeds. The house, struck by a bolt of heavenly retribution, is obliterated, but the narrator lives to tell his ghastly tale\u2014a tale which echoes now, across the aeons of dread that bind us to the unfathomable void.<\/p>\n<\/body>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In Dorchester\u2019s shadowed streets, I once read Lovecraft, the air thick with ancestral whispers. Now in San Diego, his horrors echo, but the dread is diminished.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":5109,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[178],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5084","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-blog"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/photo_20_1366x7681.jpg?fit=1366%2C768","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5084","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5084"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5084\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5138,"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5084\/revisions\/5138"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5109"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5084"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5084"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/josephaleo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5084"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}