Elmer Crowley: a katabasic nekyia

"Bless me, curse meFor better or worsemy fallopian fall into matter..." After making careful preparations to ensure himself a proper reincarnation, the dying Aleister Crowley flubs one syllable of the magickal incantation and comes back as... Elmer Fudd. Second Edition, with enhanced production values! Nick Patterson and David Aronson's illustrations are now full-bleed, glowing and simmering like the lurid postmortem hallucinations they are! "The voice is dead perfect...I can't imagine a hip Thelemite NOT having this book in her library."--Don Webb, former High Priest, Temple of Set "This 'picaresque graphic novel' reads like an account of Crowley's death-bed fever dream or an afterlife bardo journey gone terribly wrong, wherein the fifty-eight Wrathful Deities take on the aspect of warped and sinister versions of Looney Toons archetypes.... the result reads like a trippy, post-mortem, long-lost epilogue to The Confessions."--Richard Kaczynski, author of Perdurbo: The Life of Aleister Crowley "Reading Elmer Crowley is like reading Crowley's inner dialogue at 3am, after an intensive journey into his own inner abyss. It is, therefore, a magickal working that Crowley himself would be proud of."--Gwendolyn Taunton, author of Northern Traditons "Of Aleister Crowley's many fictionalizations, this novel gets best into his head. Erudite, prideful, lascivious, funniest man of his time, and the mightiest spiritual spelunker--he speaks and shouts from these pages as clearly as he did in his Autohagiography, which is paradoxical, given the irreal setting."--Barry Katz, HTMLGIANT "This book...captures the feel of Crowley with his bawdy, politically incorrect irreverence, his arrogance and his committed magickal spirituality and awareness."--Charlotte Rodgers, author of P is for Prostitute

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