Howard Lovecraft

I am an atheist and don't believe in anything supernatural. Science fascinates me. The basis of my philosophy is the idea of the insignificance of humanity in cosmic chaos. At the same time, I respect traditions and believes in the superiority of the Anglo-Saxons over inferior races. It doesn't stop me from having close friends even among Jews. My main values are knowledge and art, and I despise commercialism and greed of modern people.

I have brown eyes and hair. People told me I look too pale and thin, but I prefer to stay this way, it's more aristocratic. I am a bit slouchy since I spent a lot of time at the observatory as a child. My face is rather ugly and repulsive, that's one of the reasons I am uncomfortable with people, especially strangers.

cats, astronomy, XVIII century, Ancient Rome, sweets (especially chocolate and ice-cream), Italian food, letters

cold weather, other nations, seafood, alcohol, physical contact

Anglo-Saxon

Edgar Poe, Arthur Machen, Lord Dunsany, Robert Chambers

I'm a reserved person and prefers to communicate through letters. I want to be a perfect gentleman of the 18th century: intelligent, polite, modest, honest, rational. I am not sentimental, but memories of my childhood always made me nostalgic. I feel myself an old man and sometimes call myself "Grandpa Theobald".

I'm ashamed of my long face and I know it's ugly, even my mother thought so, although she never told it to me personally. My voice is too high-pitched, I sound like a dying dog. As a writer I am nothing more than a mediocrity. My only relationship ended with a divorce. I don't have a formal edition, since I dropped out of school due to a nervous collapse. Also I am really bad at math.

I was born in 1890 in a wealthy family, but our situation got worse when my father Winfield was sent to the mental hospital. I was raised by my overprotective sorrowful mother Sarah and my aunties, Annie and Lilian. When I was 15 my grandfather Whipple died of old age and the family impoverished. I lost everything — my beloved cat Nigger-Man (a nice name, isn't it?), the home of my childhood, the closest person, and mental stability. I was unable even to educate from the school due to my collapse. In 1920s, when I was about 30, my mother was sent to the mental hospital too. I keept my sanity only thank to my friends, other amateur writers. They helped me to get out of my solitary shell.

In general, I never was interested in romance and love, it's too sentimental for an old gent. But in 1920s I met Sonia Greene, a Jewish immigrant from the Russian Empire. She was 7 years older than me. She was an amateur writer and a successful fashionista. Her energy was enough to take the initiative in our relationship. After getting married, she took me to New York, where she worked. She supported me with her own money, cooked excellent food (maybe I enjoyed it even too much), always praised my intelligence and writing, but I was not able to live in a big city. Also Sonia found me too cold. Same time I still don't understand her attachment to Jewish and Russian culture, as her husband I waited she will behave like an English lady. She asked for a divorce herself. After that I returned to Providence I longed for.

I am nocturnal, so I prefer to work at night and sleep during the day. Since I don't know how to cook and can't afford food from restaurants, I mostly eat canned food. I also drink a lot of coffee and sometimes eat sweets instead of the whole meal. But I eat very little, one or two meals a day, it's my habit. I like long walks at sunset or under the starry sky, but at winter I almost never leave my house. I have no pets because I can't afford to take care of one, but all the street cats are my friends. He don't like to go to the doctors, some people told me I should do it more often. I spends the most of my time reading and writing letters.

I am in my forties, but I feel like an old man since my teenagehood. Sometimes I have migraines, but they are not as severe as they used to be in my childhood. I am abnormally sensitive to cold. I have poor eyesight, but I don't wear glasses because my skin is too sensitive. At last years my digestion became weaker, but I don't eat much anyway so it's not something to worry about.