The Black Sluggard

This is the essay I spent Friday night and Saturday writing for my Visual Language & Culture class. I wound up getting an 80 on it, which is fucking merciful considering the paper was written in less than 36 hours, and I had time for only minimal proofreading. This let me pass with a B- in the class, and I'm incredibly freaking relieved at that.

I've decided not to proofread this essay further before posting it, because I feel it preserves the spirit of desperation in which the paper was written.

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( Behold the chaos of my academic scramblings... )

Here is the essay I've been whining about. I've re-posted it from my "professional blog". Otherwise known as: "That place I can display my work, where it can live free of association from my usual depravity."

It's much more readable in the other account's style, so I highly suggest reading it there instead.

Originally posted by spiders_ilk at A Faceless Kind of Terror: The Modern Mythology of Lovecraft's Cthulhu Mythos

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So...that.