Although he was married briefly, and many years later his former wife was moved to state, peculiarly, that he was an “adequately excellent lover,” it is clear from all available evidence that sexuality, procreation, and the human body itself were among the things that scared him the most.
He was also frightened of invertebrates, marine life in general, temperatures below freezing, fat people, people of other races, race-mixing, slums, percussion instruments, caves, cellars, old age, great expanses of time, monumental architecture, non-Euclidean geometry, deserts, oceans, rats, dogs, the New England countryside, New York City, fungi and molds, viscous substances, medical experiments, dreams, brittle textures, gelatinous textures, the color gray, plant life of diverse sorts, memory lapses, old books, heredity, mists, gases, whistling, whispering—the things that did not frighten him would probably make a shorter list…. The things that did not scare him generally are absent from his work.
Yeah, horror writers usually scare easily, that's where their ideas come from.
For example, Stephan King is afraid of cars among other things, that's where Christine and Maximum Overdrive comes from. (Ironically, he also almost died being struck by a car. I doubt that alleviated his fear.)
Misery was about his drug addiction. Drugs were the superfan. They're always there to celebrate your victories and always there to rip you to shreds at a moment's notice.
cars are a bafflingly rare fear honestly, they're 3-ton vehicles that regularly whoosh past people at high speeds and have no actual mechanism to prevent being driven by drunk people other than them not wanting to risk being arrested
Ah well. non-euclidean geometry was kind of their quantum physics: a super fancy and mysterious scientific thing that intrigued everyone but only few understood.
It's so interesting how so many characters of his just go spend some time in asylums as though it's a completely normal thing for people to do because of how messed up his upbringing was.
It's interesting to compare Lovecraft to his friend Robert E. Howard (the creator of Conan the barbarian). My impression is that Howard believed in and was fascinated by the stereotype of Africans as savages which was common at that time, but he still had them on the side of the good guys in multiple stories. His writing is certainly not PC by modern standards, but he seems like he was an open-minded guy.
If you liked Howard's Conan stories, check out Robert Jordan's. (Yes, the Wheel of Time guy.) IMO they're really good and faithful to the spirit of the originals. The writing is very different from Wheel of Time. It does get quite dark in places.
His predecessor would've been H. Rider Haggard who, while generally considered an archracist because of how he developed the savage stereotype, had African heros as well and pretty deep respect for zulu culture. Haggard even wrote a book with a white villain and black protagonists. He generally was extremely misogynistic though.
You can also see haggard's influence on burrough's Mars books.
Being a normal racist is for normie writers who don't write bestsellers, obviously have to have quirks and odds about you so you're just as interesting as the books you write!
I started reading his works and while not badly written I find them uninspired and boring so far, in fact I stopped reading and felt no real desire to come back to it. OMG horrors beyond human imagination! It just gets repetitive after a while. Am I just ignorant?
I strongly feel that the extending of and remixes of og lovecraft offer more than the creator's work itself. @laser is right, it's really... a product of it's time.
Quite possibly they're just not your thing. Agree the writing is not the best but for me it's the world building and abstract nature of his horror that draw me in which at the time he wrote them were unique and I'd argue continue to be unique as so many people draw from his stories as a source of influence.
His dad developed syphilitic halucinations when HP was four years old. He died of untreated syphilis in an insitution when HP was eight.
His mother was a wreck in general and psychologically abusive in his childhood. He grew close to his grandfather, but he died and the family assets were dissolved, leaving HP and his abusive unstable mother living in a small studio apartment, basically, meaning he couldn't get away from it. She also had a breakdown and died in an institution after only two years after being commited.