One of the other major writers of the Weird Tales magazine group was Robert E. Howard. After writing of prize fighters and the big muscled heroic creations Conan the Barbarian, Kull and others, Howard was told by doctors that his beloved mother was going into her last days with no hope for recovery from a coma.
In the hospital parking lot he opened the glove compartment of his car and took out a revolver and shot himself in the head because he couldn’t face life without his mother.
I love Robert E. Howard. The Valley of the Worm was the first story I read by him. I have recently read two volumes of story collections. However, HP Lovecraft is different. I am currently reading The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath and I am struggling through it. Seems like sheer graphomania to me. It’s going on and on and it’s a lot about nothing. Sorry if I offended somebody’s sensitivities. It’s just my personal impression and opinion. And I am surprised because HP Lovecraft is one of the greatest and most famous horror fiction authors.