A pilgrimage to the Lovecraft grave of course. “Game of Thrones” fans may want to check out a profile of the author in the latest New York magazine (read at Vulture). The improbably named Jennifer Vineyard followed him around for a few days starting in Providence where he received an award at Brown University. It should come as no surprise that he wanted to visit the H.P. Lovecraft gravesite at Swan Point Cemetery while in town. Unfortunately Martin had not been told that offerings are customary, and well tolerated by cemetery officials and “neighbors” alike.
Fans . . . have left tributes: shells, bugs in boxes, a plastic watermelon slice. “I should leave him an offering, but I don’t have anything cool,” says Martin, who is wearing his trademark fisherman’s cap and suspenders. “I should have brought some Westeros coins. I usually have some in my pocket.”
How long would those have lasted. And Tortilla Flats gets a shout-out. He jokes, but little does Martin know that this time-honored institution may well have sold the occasional burrito to Lovecraft. And Poe for that matter . . . Roger Williams.