Glad to see I'm not imagining things.Gary Cuba wrote:Thanks for listening! I'm pleased that this tiny piece sparked some interesting discussion and speculation.
One comment (by Mr/Ms Lee, as I recall) remarked that this seemed to reflect a typical Lovecraftian theme, and that's probably not too far off the mark from my intention. Or, alternately, the story was a tribute to some of the old 1950's "EC Comics" themes that I remember so well. I wrote this intentionally in a somewhat old-fashioned, "pedantic" style reminiscent of the "old stuff." Two old guys, one a withdrawn, effete aesthete, the other a stuffy ivory-tower professorial sort--but both of them a bit "far off the peak" of the bell curve, self-absorbed in their own inner worlds and fully committed to them.
I can only say that I've suffered recurring nightmares for most of my life about this story's theme: that at any moment, I will find out that the entire basis of reality, everything that I hold dear to my heart, will in an instant be shown to be false--and to find out that I'm the supreme, universal sap.
Well, it _is_ a ridiculous notion, after all, something only fit for nightmares.
I did enjoy the story. Looking back at my original post, I guess that's not obvious. The comparison to HPL was meant as a compliment, as I'm a big fan.