Oops, I've gone bonkers....
Jun. 7th, 2010 07:08 pmAfter a trawl through Wikipedia about Nazi occultism (as research for a possible plot-line for the new novel) I started ordering stuff like mad from ABE Books.
First on the list was this:

by Nicholas Goodrick-Clarke, followed by another of his:

And just for good measure I bought this:

By Joscelyn Godwin.
I don't think I could bear actually ploughing through the Julius Evola, Miguel Serrano, or Savitri Devi texts: and I wouldn't care to own any of their books. Both Goodrick-Clarke and Godwin have more patience and stronger stomachs than I have, as is required in scholars dealing with the stuff they do.
First on the list of other books I can think of to compliment the research I'm doing at the moment is Professor Hyam Maccoby's 'The Sacred Executioner: Human Sacrifice and the Legacy of Guilt'. The major problem with that is it is quite a rare text and will cost me at least £40 odd. I had a copy some years ago: the gods themselves know to whom I leant it, but I don't, alas. The last book on this list is Lord Lytton's early Sci-Fi novel 'The Coming Race' (published 1870), which is a Victorian pot-boiler that somehow was taken seriously by folk who might have known better.
Alan Coren said sometime in the '70's that the books which sell best are about Nazis, golfing, and cats. Now how the fuck can I work 'golfing' into the equation?
First on the list was this:

by Nicholas Goodrick-Clarke, followed by another of his:

And just for good measure I bought this:

By Joscelyn Godwin.
I don't think I could bear actually ploughing through the Julius Evola, Miguel Serrano, or Savitri Devi texts: and I wouldn't care to own any of their books. Both Goodrick-Clarke and Godwin have more patience and stronger stomachs than I have, as is required in scholars dealing with the stuff they do.
First on the list of other books I can think of to compliment the research I'm doing at the moment is Professor Hyam Maccoby's 'The Sacred Executioner: Human Sacrifice and the Legacy of Guilt'. The major problem with that is it is quite a rare text and will cost me at least £40 odd. I had a copy some years ago: the gods themselves know to whom I leant it, but I don't, alas. The last book on this list is Lord Lytton's early Sci-Fi novel 'The Coming Race' (published 1870), which is a Victorian pot-boiler that somehow was taken seriously by folk who might have known better.
Alan Coren said sometime in the '70's that the books which sell best are about Nazis, golfing, and cats. Now how the fuck can I work 'golfing' into the equation?