Monster author A. Lee Martinez has just published a funny essay about H.P. Lovecraft's brand of cosmic horror, and why it's always written "by humans for humans." What about cosmic horror from the perspective of someone — or something — else?
It's always struck me that dread cosmic horror, as a genre, is still written from the human perspective. This makes sense. It's horror by humans for humans. We aren't generally interested in the horror that a turkey must face when the normally friendly farmer (who feeds and tends to the oblivious bird) comes calling with an axe. We don't empathize with the dying sun as it fades into oblivion. And when the ants war, we tend to ignore these miniature battlefields, littered with their dead.
And what about Cthulhu? Who thinks about Cthulhu?
Probably the most famous of the horrors created by H.P. Lovecraft, Cthulhu is that giant green squid faced monster that most people associate with the incomprehensible. It's truly a paradox of the human mind that we can create an archetype for the incomprehensible, but that's just one of our talents. Cthulhu, sleeping under the ocean in his vast sunken city, waiting for the stars to align and to claim the earth for his masters once again.
It's often forgotten that Cthulhu is just a working stiff. He bears no malice toward the human race. He's just doing his job.
Read the rest of his hilarious and thought-provoking essay on the Orbit blog.