
Cosmic Horror Gets Its Own Bedtime Story
By: Sean Fitzgerald Bedtime has always had a secret relationship with fear. The lights go out. The room changes shape. A coat becomes a figure. A shadow becomes a question. Children understand this better than anyone, which may be why Necronomicon Nursery Rhymes feels so oddly natural. S. F. Craftlove has taken the language of cosmic terror and tucked it into the rituals of childhood, where fear has always lived anyway. The book’s title promises an impossible combination, and it delivers exactly that: nursery-style rhymes inspired by the figures, atmosphere, and lore of the Mythos. Yet the poems are not simple jokes pasted over famous names. They are built around a consistent imaginative reversal. The beings traditionally associated with dread are recast as companions, helpers, hosts, playmates, and eccentric presences in daily life. This reversal is established in the letter that opens the book. The narrator tells readers that the creatures may not be as malevolent as legend suggests. Some may even be kind. That framing gives the collection a sturdy emotional spine. Every poem then becomes a small test of perception. Are we seeing a monster, or someone we have been taught to fear? Craftlove’s best instinct is to

















