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Roger Zelazny

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There is one writer of the fantastic  whose work I’ve not read nearly enough of, and that writer is –

Who am I trying to kid? There are a lot of writers whose work I’ve not read enough of.

But today, April 13, I’m going to focus on one, Roger Zelazny (1937-1995) because it’s his birthday.

I’ve read some of his short fiction, but it’s been years. I read the first of the Amber books when I was in graduate school. We won’t dwell on how long ago that was except to say it was in a prior millenium.

I’ve liked all of the stories I’ve read. NESFA Press has published a nice set of colletions with covers whose illustrations on the spines combine to make a picture. If I come into a nice sum of moola, I’m going to get them. (Those of you wondering what to get me for Christmas…)

But it’s been a long time since I read any of Roger Zelasny’s work. The one exception is A Night in the Lonesome October. That’s the one told from the point of view of Jack the Ripper’s dog. I’ve read that one more than once. It’s great.

I never had the chance to meet him. And you don’t see his books in bookstores any more. Maybe an omniubs of the Amber novels, because those are classics.

But that’s it.

At least for print. I’m not sure what’s available in ebook.

Again, we have someone who made significant contributions to the fantasy and science fiction fields who is in danger of fading into obscurity.

I’m going to try to incorporate more Zelazny into my reading  this year. What do you suggest?

Kuttner’s Death, Moore’s Silence

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Henry Kuttner and C. L. Moore

Deuce Richardson pointed out to me in an email that today is the 60th anniversary of Henry Kuttner’s death. Since I don’t think I’ll be able to finish what I had intended to review today, this is a good topic to talk about.  (Thanks, Deuce.)

I’ve done a few posts on the anniversary of a person’s death  before, but I prefer to acknowledge birthdays. However, a 60th anniversary is a milestone. So if you’ll indulge me, I’d like to share a few somewhat random thoughts.

Kuttner had been teaching a course on writing at USC when he died, and Moore took over. I’m not sure how long she continued teaching, if it was only to finish out the semester or if she taught beyond that semester.

She remarried in 1963. Her husband Thomas Reggie didn’t want her writing anymore. At least that’s the legend, and I’m inclined to believe it. C. L. Moore’s voice fell silent. She never wrote fiction again.

Her husband supposedly (according to Wikipedia) asked the Science Fiction Writers of America not to honor her with a Grand Master Award because by that time Catherine was suffering from Alzheimer’s by then. Her husband thought the ceremony would be too stressful and confusing.

Let that sink in for a moment. This had to have been sometime in the early to mid-1980s. Moore died in 1987.* Andre Norton was the Grand Master for 1984. There wouldn’t be another woman to receive the honor until Ursula K. LeGuin in 2003, nearly 20 years later. I don’t know why Moore couldn’t have been presented with the award and it simply be announced that she was unable to attend for unspecified health reasons.  Essentially, her husband denied her recognition that was well deserved.** Continue reading →