Pseudipod is extruded into this universe from a dimension of purest fear.

It's beautiful in its own alien way, but what's to come will, unsettle you.

Sudapod, episode 591, April 20th, 2018. This week's story and poem, The Plutonian Drug and The

Hashish Eater by Clark Ashton Smith. for opening time. time.

Show me bleeding when my love burns you breathing fire.

Hello everyone. Welcome to Pseudipod The Weekly Horror Podcast. I'm Alistair, your host, and this

week's story comes to us from Clark Ashton Smith and, well let's face it, from the dark annals of time.

Smith, well Smith was a little different in a couple of different ways and this is one of the many reasons why we have two stories for you this week

Clark Ashton Smith was a Renaissance man who was a self-educated American poet, sculptor, painter, and author of fantasy

horror and science fiction SF. He achieved early local recognition largely through the

enthusiasm of George Sterling for traditional

verse and as a poet he was grouped with the West Coast romantics

alongside people like Joaquin Miller, sterling noramie French and was actually

remembered in some circles as the Bard of Orburn and the last of the great

romantics. Smith is pretty much the forgotten pillar of early Pulp, weird and horror fiction.

That's a shame given how all pervasive,

Lovecraft and Howard are, albeit in pretty much entirely different fields,

but it is understandable. Especially as there's kind of a meta point to make here,

which is that Smith was renowned for his

sense of humor as any comedy writer will tell you if you make people laugh they

don't take you seriously it's a line you can draw all the way from early clowns through to modern

authors like Matt Wallace and of course the late great Terry Pratchett. Both authors his work is

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