At the Mountains of Rad-ness

That's right, the book is pretty Rad.

What a beautiful man he was

At the moment, I am about 100 pages into At the Mountains of Madness. I have to say, as strange as Lovecraft's writing style is, there is truly no author like him. Lovecraft has a way to make the reader feel as though they are looking out at a wasteland once inhabited by Elder Gods just by creating a mood. He is not really a talented writer of dialogue but he is an expert of themes and moods. He can make the reader feel scared and forlorn. He can make the reader feel as though they are in a world where danger is really all around us. This effect is totally unique to Lovecraft, as no other author actually was as crazy in real life and no other author has such an elongated mythos as Lovecraft.

What if the rock was... The Rock?

So far, the plot has been quite mysterious. A group of explorers are investigating a long lost mountain range far away from any society. They don't give huge details as to where this location is, but it is said to be in a snowy area. This leads me to thinking of some lost place in the Appalachian mountains. As soon as they park their helicopter, things begin to get strange. A couple of the explorers and scientists stay back to investigate a strange rock, while the main character and a couple others go to explore an old gate.
They are unable to open the gate at first, so they go back to their friends. When they return, the rock is gone and all of the men there are cut up in a gruesome fashion. Nightfall is coming so our protagonists go back toward the gate to try and make shelter. Strangely enough, the gate opens, giving way to an ancient city covered mostly by snow.

Honestly, I cannot wait to read more. I assume that the rock was not what it appeared to be and that the city will have something to do with the Old Gods, but I have no real predictions otherwise.

I look forward to reading and posting more!