Joan Stanley: Ex Libris Miskatonici: A Catalogue of Selected Items from the Special Collections in the Miskatonic University Library

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Joan C. Stanley: Ex Libris Miskatonici: A Catalogue of Selected Items from the Special Collections in the Miskatonic University Library. Color cover art by Jason C. Eckhardt.  Hardcover pictorial boards.  66 pages.

After years of being out of print, we're thrilled to offer a new edition of this valuable Lovecraft research tool.  A Necronomicon Press Classic, bound in hardcover pictorial boards!  

It is well known that the Miskatonic University Library holds in its collection some of the rarest and most obscure volumes in occult literature. Until this time, access to materials within the library have been restricted to scholars and researchers, and only those with significant academic credentials. Now, in this greatly detailed and researched volume, university librarian Joan C. Stanley offers some background on the various collections to be found within the library, as well as detailed descriptions of many of the more infamous volumes contained therein. To be found in this book are chapters detailing histories of the library's copies of The Pnakotic Manuscripts, The Eltdown Shards, The Celaeno, G'harne and Sussex Fragments, The Seven Cryptical Books of Hsan, The Book of Dzyan, The R'lyeh Text, The Dhol Chants, The Ponape Scripture, Codex Dagonensis, Les Cultes des Coules, De Vermis Mysteriis, Peri ton Eibon or Liber Ivonis, Die Unaussprechlichen Kulten, as well as the most notorious volume in the university's collection, The Necronomicon. This publication also includes information on The Voynich Manuscript and Praesidia Finium or Frontier Garrison, as well as a bibliography and introduction detailing the university library's history, and how it came to obtain these volumes through the years.

Joan Stanley (1945-2016) was a long-time science-fiction and fantasy fan who fell in love with Lovecraft's writing by reading At the Mountains of Madness while in the tenth grade. To a life-long resident of Boston, those shoggoths pouring out of the cave resembled nothing so much as a speeding MTA streetcar coming out of a Tremont Street tunnel, or a subway train screeching through the Park Street Under. She often wondered if Lovecraft had once been terrified by the city subway system. In real life, she was a criminal lawyer (that can mean whatever you wish) whose only previous forays into writing had been in the appellate courts.