My queer Lovecraftian romance, “The Annotated Kitab al-Azif,” was just published in the latest issue of Black Sheep, a magazine for weird fiction. This story treats the gnostic origins of the Necronomicon with respect while being slightly silly about grad students.
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Itâs very cool to have the opportunity to publish a Lovecraft pastiche in an honest-to-god pulp magazine, which seems appropriate. At the same time, I definitely feel the friction of using Lovecraftâs own tropes to push back against the ugly Orientalism surrounding the Necronomicon.
The truth is that, while I admire Lovecraft, but I wouldnât consider myself a fan. Rather, I spent a formative part of my childhood in a small town in the Deep South whose public library was severely limited by budget constraints. The only thing remotely close to fantasy fiction they had on their shelves was Stephen King, the lone second volume of Lord of the Rings, and a handful of ancient paperback collections of H.P. Lovecraft.
I didnât really have the cultural context to understand Stephen King, and I wouldnât recommend The Two Towers as the place to start reading Tolkien. Lovecraft grabbed me, though. Even as a kid, I understood the xenophobia expressed in Lovecraftâs stories. Believe me, I understood all too well. Still, I guess I was young enough that this wasnât a dealbreaker, especially since there was nothing else to read during the summer where I practically lived at this tiny little library.
I had more resources the following year, when I started attending an international school in Atlanta and began to read more widely. But Lovecraft stuck with me, and a small but significant goal of my writing now is to try to capture and explain why that is.
I sincerely believe that people should write whatever they want, but a part of me still questions the value of aligning myself with the work of such a problematic author. The truth remains, though, that these Lovecraft stories only occupy a small closet in the house Iâm trying to build with my writing. What I want to do is expand the scope of the small rural library that only had room for Stephen King and HP Lovecraft, as well as to create space for original work that dismantles the toxic feedback loop of preset responses to human difference.
Much love to Black Sheep magazine for giving a home to this story.















