Born this day in 1890: H.P. Lovecraft, writer poet, and sensitive young man.
He was my entry point into weird fiction and then into everyone around him, Howard, Clark Ashton Smith, the whole circle.
Happy Birthday, Howie!
Vance: The coolest thing about the progress we’ve made over the last few weeks is that you’re seeing people within the Iranian system—senior leadership, even IRGC officials—say, “You know what? We recognize the way that we’ve done business with the US for 47 years is a mistake. Let’s try something else.”