Jurgen and Imaginary Worlds…among other things

During the first part of 2023 I began to read ‘Imaginary Worlds‘ by Lin Carter and for the life of me I don’t recall what exactly possessed me to pick that book to start reading other than it had been sitting on the shelf for some time.
It was among a handful of books, hastily grabbed, when we left Colorado in 2020, somewhat documented here: Finding Home.
‘Imaginary Worlds’ was also the singular book I brought on our return trip to Istanbul in the spring 2023 as well. I may have been better served reading a guide book of that ancient city but, then again, maybe not.
I do know this, reading it lit a fire under my ass.

I feel I owe Carter a debt of thanks when it comes to book hoarding…ermmm, I mean collecting.
If it hadn’t been for his work with the Ballantine Adult Fantasy series my passion for paperbacks may not have blossomed at all, and yet, I have not read a single Carter story.
This may be due in part to not having heard favorable reviews of his works or writing style and a personal dislike of the deCamp/Carter Conan Howard ‘collaborations’ for Lancer/Ace.
It’s just a hangup of mine.
Reading Carter IS in the cards for me, it WILL happen.
Thongor awaits me a few hills over.

I do however enjoy Carter’s editors notes very much, especially his introductions in the ‘Ballantine Adult Fantasy’ series as well as “the year that was” notes for DAW’s ‘The Year’s Best Fantasy Stories’.
I’ve always felt he excelled at that type of writing, he has a way to piqued my interests and have me take note of what it is he’s writing about.
Neil Gaiman also has this same superpower which I ever so briefly touch on here: The Stars My Destination.
At some point in Istanbul Cater really got his hooks in me with ‘Imaginary Worlds’, in particular I returned several times to his write up about James Branch Cabell and ‘Jurgen’. I was fascinated by this story and made note to find a copy when I got home.

After the trip and having finished Carter I stumbled upon Brian Murphy’s ‘Flame and Crimson‘.
In it Murphy lists out a probable timeline of Sword-and-Sorcery. For the year 1919 he writes:

James Branch Cabell’s sardonic, cynical “hero” of Jurgen: A Comedy of Justice provides an unlikely source of inspiration for Robert E. Howard, Fritz Lieber, Michael Moorcock, and Karl Edward Wagner, among other.
(FaC; pg. 249)

If Carter had lit the fire, Murphy was now piling on the wood.

But before I could start ‘Jurgen’ there would be a 7 month delay as construction season was about to begin.
Reading, on hold.

It is now January 2024, I’ve completed a first read of ‘Jurgen’ last month and I’m still trying to wrap my head around what it is I read.
I’m finding it difficult to write down much more than superficial observations or to express, in a cogent manner, my thoughts around it that may do some justice to writer or story.
I may be ill equipped to do so.
What I will do is offer up some simple ideas that struck me during the read, what I found interesting and/or excellent wordsmithing.
Anything else on my part would be folly and likely embarrassing.

‘Jurgen’ was first published in 1919, 104 years ago, for me that’s almost 2 full lifetimes. A lot has happened between then and now, in fact so much so that Branch Cabell is now a mostly forgotten author and ‘Jurgen’ has all but fallen off the map.
Mostly, save for us odd folk of the genre.

In my 30’s, I lived in an apartment on the second floor of a house built in 1913.
Back then it had been a fine, upper middle-class single family brick home in a neighborhood of stately homes on the edge of a grand city park…but that, was a long time ago.
By the time I came to inhabited it, things had changed.
At some point in its history it had been converted into 6 separate apartments and had been rented out for decades. It was not very well maintained and decades of renting had taken its toll.

It was hot in the summer, cold in the winter.
There were constant plumbing issues.
Pigeons haunted all the eves.
It smelled of decaying wood.
Likely it was haunted. My brother bears witness to a spectral encounter and honestly, I cannot dismiss his account.
I did without many conveniences that a newer rental would have provided but, I loved the place and lived there for 10 years.
It took some getting used to at first but eventually I became accustomed to the quirks and over time learned to live with them, not against them.

A Stately Queen
I will always haunt this house.

‘Jurgen’ is an old house, with its own quirks to get used to and I struggled with them during this first read.
Branch Cabell is a new voice in my head speaking from a different time and different region of the country.
I remember my first serious read of Howard and Conan required having a dictionary on hand so I could look up the words he used…not all, but some.
Branch Cabell like so many other pre-commercial radio writers were very well read and they drew from a deep well of words when they wrote.
Their thoughts into our modern minds may need a little help.
It’s like going to Istanbul and needing to charge your phone,
wall outlets are 220v…you need an adapter and/or a converter dude.

Another old house I now haunt.

So I struggled a bit with this one.
There were a good 30 chapters (Chap. 10-42) when I was sorely tempted to quit reading as I was finding the whole thing too silly and hard to follow.
I reached into my reference library for a little guidance and found this entry for ‘Jurgen’ in ‘Fantasy Literature: A Reader’s Guide’

*3-67. Jurgen: A Comedy of Justice. McBride, 1919.
“Libidinous impulses lie at the very heart of [Jurgen’s] quest, and certain manifestations thereof led critics (unjustly and unwisely) to condemn the book on moral grounds, thus assuring its commercial success despite the complexity which renders it virtually opaque to unsophisticated readers.”

Mmm, well, the innuendo and double entendre Cabell uses, which helped lead to an indecency lawsuit against the publisher, are there but by our standards so tame as to be laughable and at times hard to even spot. That a court case ensued is equally laughable…but then again, 104 years ago.
The part about “opaque to unsophisticated readers” I sympathized with.
I looked into the lawsuit and found a similar statement from judge Charles Nott in his decision of ‘People vs. Holt, McBride & Co.’, in part he states:

“In fact, it is doubtful if the book could be read or understood at all by more than a very limited number of readers.”
Jurgen And The Law

I was beginning to feel that I may not be one of the “limited amount of readers” that would be able to comprehend ‘Jurgen’ or Cabell.

I pushed on regardless…a few days later.

By the last 1/3-ish of the book (chp. 43 onward) Branch Cabell began to make sense to me, the story felt like it tightened up and became more focused. I placed some of my difficulty with the read on my own hindrances and shortcomings then any due to story or author…mostly.
It warrants and deserves a second read on my part as I believe I missed a great deal of unsaid or implied ideas and commentaries hidden in the plain, fancy writing of Cabell.

So here then are a few passing notions I had that I may look into deeper at a later time but will briefly touch on here.
Just some thoughts.

The story may best serve a young man, but may not be truly appreciated by him.
Branch Cabell was in his mid 40’s when he wrote ‘Jurgen’ and Jurgen himself is also older in age. The story contains plenty of lustful regrets and laments as one may expect from a character given a second go at his youth.
Is there any young man savvy enough to comprehend or heed Branch Cabell’s fore-warnings? Could have a young Cabell?
I might venture that a young man who married early and, having been kept for some time, might appreciate this story more so than one who had not.
Personally, I could never have read this book in my 20’s, 30’s…or 40’s and received half a whiff of understanding or guidance from it.

Charles Dickens ‘A Christmas Carol’ and the visits of ghosts Past, Present and Future upon Scrooge came to my mind along Jurgen’s journey.
A comparison of the two might be a worthy venture and something to look into? I’ve never read a ‘Christmas Carol’ nor will I any time soon, possibly ever, to make a valid side by side comparison.
I’m simply making a note of it here is all.

I felt Michael Moorcock’s ‘Eternal Champion’ within the story, it’s a stretch I know and one that is probably inaccurate.
Possibly the feeling I get is more akin to past lives in places that are no longer or never were.
I believe this falls inline with Branch Cabell’s ‘Biography of the Life of Manuel’ series which follows Dom Manuel’s descendants through out the ages, of which Jurgen is part of.
It’s the idea that the spirit of someone or thing continues through the ages in different but similar stories and events.
I have a strong sense, which is backed by absolutely no evidence at all, that Howard and Moorcock may have drawn, in part, upon this.

Jurgen in Hell reminded me a lot of a Monty Python skit, Terry Gilliam came to mind, and I found my self chuckling out loud during these chapters.


Koshchei shows up first thing in the story then once again at the end. He is ‘the most supreme being who made things as they are‘.
In ‘Imaginary Worlds’ (pg. 43) Carter describes him as “the real ruler of the universe, a busy little bureaucrat named Koshchei, toiling away in a back room behind a cluttered desk“.
An accurate description considering the chapter title Carter may have drawn that description from is “In the Manager’s Office”, but Koshchei is more than that and as brief as his appearances are, they are mysterious and compelling.
Koshchei may indeed be the one who “made things” but I don’t believe he is big g God per sea, there is a darkness about this figure.
Described as “black skinned“, which in my mind’s eye see as ebony, and having sharp nails that “glittered like flame-points“.
Jurgen refers to him as Prince in what I think is an uncertainty as how to address this fellow properly and also in Jurgen’s way to speak pleasantly of others. But Koshchei is not necessarily the Prince of Darkness either, if that’s what you may be thinking.

Here’s an excerpt from Chapter 44. “In the Manager’s Office”.
Jurgen has just entered the office through the front door on which a sign is hung “Office of the Manager–Keep Out”:

He entered into a notable place illuminated by six cresset lights. These lights were the power of Babylon, and Nineveh, and Egypt, and Rome, and Athens, and Byzantium: six other cressets stood ready there, but fire had not yet been laid to these. Back of all was a large blackboard with much figuring on it in red chalk. And here, too, was the black gentleman, who a year ago had given blessing to Jurgen, for speaking civily of the powers of darkness. To-night the black gentleman wore a black dressing-gown that was embroidered with all the signs of the Zodiac. He sat at a table, the top of which was curiously inlaid with thirty pieces of silver: and he was copying entries from one big book into another.

And then this exchange:

I have been thinking, Prince—” begins the pawnbroker.
“And why do you call me a prince, Jurgen?”
“I do not know, sir. But I suspect that my quest is ended, and that you are Koschei the Deathless.”
The black gentleman nodded. “Something of the sort. Koshchei, or Ardnari, or Ptha, or Jaldalaoth, or Abraxas,—it is all one what I may be called hereabouts. My real name you never heard: no man has ever heard my name.

Cabell didn’t invent Koshchei and this is an example of Cabell’s extensive knowledge and readings on ancient myths and legends that Carter mentions in ‘Imaginary Worlds’.
I invite you to read this fine chapter and think upon Koshchei yourself, I simply am unable to formulate a reasonable response to what or who he is exactly…certainly food for thought on your journey down this rabbit hole.

I like to think of Cabell’s Koshchei as a dark sorcerer, an ancient and strange magician from the youngest days of time, possibly the beginning.
What an amazingly eerie piece of writing this is that has captivated and bothered me for weeks now.






As I like to do with most books I read I’ll end with a list of some of the chapters and passages I found of interest in ‘Jurgen’.
Maybe they’ll entice you to pick up the book yourself.

Here suspended from the roof of the vault was a kettle of quivering red flames. These lighted a very old and villainous looking man in full armor, girded with a sword, and crowned royally: he sat erect upon a throne, motionless, with staring eyes that saw nothing.
Back of him Jurgen noted many warriors seated in rows, and all staring at Jurgen with wide-open eyes that saw nothing.
The red flaming of the kettle was reflected in all these eyes, and to observe this was not pleasant.

Chp. 9 ‘The Orthodox Rescue of Guenevere’

Men are not always rational, I grant you: but then, so many of their ancestresses are feminine.
Chp. 27 ‘Vexatious State of Queen Helen’

And why need you continue seeking your wife’s society when it is so much pleasanter living in Hell?
Chp. 39 ‘Of Compromises in Hell’

No, I do not remember what it was that I have forgotten: but I am sure it has gnawed away in the back of my mind, like a small ruinous maggot: and that, after all, it was of no importance.
Chp. 43 ‘Postures Before a Shadow’

Your lips conformed, but all the while your mind made verses, Jurgen. And poetry is man’s rebellion against being what he is.
Chp. 44 ‘In the Manager’s Office’

You were beautiful, and you were frail; you were half goddess and half bric-a’-brac.
Chp. 45 ‘The Faith of Guenevere’

I am become as a rudderless boat that goes from wave to wave: I am turned to unfertile dust which a whirlwind makes coherent, and presently lets fall.
Chp. 45 ‘The Faith of Guenevere’

For there is no power like my power, and no living thing which can withstand my power; and those who deride me, as well I know, are but the dead dry husks that a wind moves, with hissing noises, while I harvest in open sunlight.
Chp. 46 ‘The Desire of Anaitis’

For we who are tax-payers as well as immortal souls must live by politic evasions and formulae and catchwords that fret away our lives as moths waste a garment; and it dulls and kills whatever in us is rebellious and fine and unreasonable; and so you will find no man of my years with whom living is not a mechanism which gnaws away time unpromted.
Chp. 47 ‘The Vision of Helen’

and finally…

and I can see by looking at you that you have been ruining your eys by reading in bed again.
Chp. 48 ‘Candid Opinions of Dame Lisa’

I will also point you to the goodness in the entirety of these chapters as well:

Chp. 18 ‘Why Merlin Talked in Twilight’
Chp. 21 ‘How Anaitis Voyaged’
Chp 22 ‘As to a Veil They Broke’
Chp. 30 ‘Economics of King Jurgen’
Chp 43 ‘Postures Before a Shadow’
Chp. 44 ‘In the Manager’s Office’

‘Jurgen’ is certainly worthy of a second…or third read.

Oh, and remember this…if nothing else.

Always speak pleasantly of everybody in this world of tale-bearers and if ever you are confronted by devil or saint, god or goddess or possibly even God themself—

Be clever…always be clever.

James Branch Cabell
the first of the great American fantasy writers
Imaginary Worlds‘ pg. 37

Gaunt’s Ghosts

The Founding: A Gaunt’s Ghost Omnibus
Dan Abnett

I have never played 40k but have been fascinated by it’s lore for a very long time, largely due to many long form lore videos by Luetin09

I was curious to maybe read a book or two but picking one at random seemed risky and likely would end up being a disappointing experience as can be the case with RPGLit…I use that genre descriptor generally here, for lack of a better one at the moment.

So when I read this on Scott Oden’s blog I figured I had found an entry point.

I ended up getting a beat up reader and initially I was into the story but that wore off quickly.

I think Abnett is a competent writer converting what are units in the game into characters with humanity, but overall I found the story to be full of overused clichés and tropes which turned me off so much that I have stopped reading before fully completed the first book in the omnibus.

I guess I was looking for something more inline with the grim nature I hear in the game lore of 40k as opposed to a fluffy novel of a group of characters impossibly surviving the horrors of the 40k universe for more than a single engagement. If you’re into a lighter read where protagonists prevail over all odds then these stories may be for you. If you’re looking for something darker and dare I say grim, you may want to find a rule book with lore and use your imagination instead.


“[The Emperor of Mankind] has sat immobile, His body slowly crumbling, within the Golden Throne of Terra for over 10,000 standard years.
Although once a living man, His shattered, decaying body can no longer support life, and it is kept intact only by the cybernetic mechanisms of the Golden Throne and a potent mind itself sustained by the daily sacrifice of thousands of lives.”

He makes war so real that you want to duck!

Duck?,nah…cringe, yes!

Part Four: Cracia City, Pyrites of the omnibus is where I lost interest in reading much further. This section reads like a bad Star Trek holodeck episode that takes place with 20’s and 30’s era gangsters and bootleggers. It’s quite horrible.

Part Five: The Empyrean we are introduced to who I assume if the one of the main antagonists Inquisitor Heldane, who reads like a Darth Vader villain. Heldane states that “The most priceless artefact in space awaits our lord in the Menazoid Clasp.
Really, the most priceless artefact in space? That’s some weak ass shit right there, sounds like bad GM role-playing dialog. I mean it’s not even vanilla, it’s more so water flavored.

I don’t know, I pushed on for a little further but I’m over it now, putting it down and moving on to something else. Again, I’m not bad mouthing Abnett’s writing it’s just not for me, I had different expectations for what awaited me here.

Abnett says in the introduction that ‘First and Only’, the first story in this omnibus, is his first published novel (1999) so maybe I’d find a later work more to my liking?

Or maybe there are no stories that live up to my interpretation of the grim reality that is the 40K game lore…possibly a short story? I just don’t see a novel length story getting there and certainly not any with continuing character stories spanning multiple books and definitely not characters that are simple guardsmen.

Or maybe how I imagine the 40K universe is skewed and I have it wrong…maybe?

Regardless, Abnett has been shelved and The Ghosts are now on leave.

Mind on Fire

I’ve been on a book buying jag lately.
Nothing like my days out picking thrift stores in Denver when a weekend could harvest anywhere from 40 to 100 books, but more so a selective buying on ebay.
Sword-and-Sorcery material, mostly Howard but certainly others and reference materials as well.
Honestly I’m more excited about my ever growing reference library than anything else.

I continue to move forward with my readings in S&S that started in the spring of 2023 with Lin Carter’s ‘Imaginary Worlds‘ then truly began with the fortunate discovery of Brian Murphy’s ‘Flame and Crimson: A History of Sword-and-Sorcery‘. I lean heavily on Murphy’s book as well as his blog ‘The Silver Key‘ as a guide and have not been disappointed by his insights.
Currently, I’m half way through ‘Flame and Crimson‘, which if one wanted to could be read straight through with relative ease if you’re interested in such things but for a guy like myself there are constant stops for note taking, book marking, outside reading and of course digging out copies or buying new books.
I’ll read something which spurs a question or thought, go looking for an answer, wind up somewhere else or to another author or another book/s, which produces another book/s purchase and on an on it goes…rabbit holes within rabbit holes within rabbit holes.
Some paths are on point with the current topic I’m investigating, then quite suddenly I find a missing piece to something I started in on weeks, months or even years ago and I’m off again.
I’m pulled in all kinds of directions right now and taking in a massive amount of information, my mind is on fire.

Not complaining, at all but ‘Flame and Crimson‘ may be in my ‘Currently Reading‘ page for a looong time.

I am finally undertaking those lofty goals I set out for myself and Neutral Good Books in 2013.

to further explore a lifelong passion of paperback books, the genres of Sci-Fi / Fantasy, games and media; with the intent to ultimately open a bricks and mortar shop and share those passions and ideas with other like minded souls.

Too much time has already been wasted.

The Stars My Destination

Tiger! Tiger!

My first read of ‘The Stars My Destination’ was a several years back and, it didn’t take.
I had forced myself to continue reading it, begrudgingly, and by the time I had finished I was at a loss.
I felt as if I had missed the things that so many others said made this a great piece of sci-fi.
I didn’t get it.
I was frustrated.

Sometime later I would read ‘The Demolished Man’.
Though I tracked a little better through Bester’s writing, there was still some dissonance between his word craft and my ability to visualize the story.
I simply concluded that I struggled with Bester and left it at that.

Bested by Bester.

During the first part of 2020 just as Covid was ramping up, we went to Albuquerque to do a book fair. This was March and things were just becoming tweaky with travel and events, ultimately the fair was cancelled because of it…an hour after we arrived in town.

Poor Little Book Fair Sign :/

Either on the way there or back, probably both, we listened to the audio book of Neil Gaiman’s ‘The View From The Cheap Seats’ read by Gaiman.
In his words the books is, in part “…a motley bunch of speeches and articles, introductions and essays.”
It’s quite excellent and I very much recommend it, especially the audio book.

In it Gaiman has included his introduction to the 1999 Science Fiction Masterworks edition of ‘The Stars My Destination’.
After listening to it I warmed up to the idea of giving the story another read…at some point.
Gaiman reading Gaiman is a compelling listen.

FF>> a few months.

I grabbed ‘The Stars My Destination’ almost as an after thought as we were packing to leave Colorado…forever?
There were so many books I could have grabbed but when it showed up in a box I was sorting I grabbed it thinking maybe now?
I’m certain that decision was based entirely on Gaiman’s introduction.

The other day, having finished Aldiss’s ‘Starship’ I went for another book to read and pulled ‘TSMD’ from the middle of a small stack.
I flipped the book to a page, Foyle’s Merchant Marine record stared back at me.

FOYLE, GULLIVER —— AS-128/127:006


A man of physical strength and intellectual
potential stunted by lack of ambition.
Energises at minimum.
The stereotype Common Man.
Some unexpected shock might possibly awaken him,
but Psych cannot find the key.
Not recommended for promotion.
Has reached dead end.

Something in that statement resonated with me, something familiar…something fatalistic.

And just like that I had begun ‘The Stars My Destination’ once again.

I am however taking to heart a couple things from Gaiman’s introduction.
The first, a play on Heraclitus:

“You can no more read the same book again then you can step into the same river.”

The second, a word of warning:

“The vintage of the book demands more work from the reader than he or she is used to.”


 So, what shall it be for Bester and me:
“Death’s my destination” or “The stars my destination”


Another atrocious cover…

I prefer the original UK title ‘Non-Stop’ to the American version shown here. Though both appropriate, ‘Non-Stop’ has a better feel in regards to a generational starship…imho.

This is my first venture into this sub-genre but one I’ve been interested in for some time. I’m fascinated by a journey that would take generations to complete. Complications, naturally, would arise between beginning and end of that journey.

There is a solid history to this sub-genre and I’ve decided to start the exploration here with Aldiss, and why not?
Just prior to leaving Colorado I had read this entry in
The Illustrated Encyclopedia of Science Fiction by John Clute and was intrigued.

‘Brian Aldiss has been likened to his friend and colleague J. G. Ballard more often than either could probably care to recall. But Ballard writes dense, monomaniac books, attacking the same themes again and again, and his work cuts deep and narrow, while Aldiss has an exuberant, gregarious, far-seeking imagination, rarely repeats himself, and writes a great deal. He is harder, therefore, to pin down. In the end, however, he is almost certainly a more significant figure than his dark twin.’

I thought I had a copy of Starship in the boxes of Neutral Good books but I was mistaken. Fortunately I found a copy in Fargo last week and now I’m aboard ‘Ship’ and moving through ‘ponics towards ‘Forwards’.