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Fantasite, v. 1, issue 5, September 1941
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FUTURIAN WAR DIGEST: July, This serious-minded, very entertaining pub comes from JMRosenblum, 4 Grange Terrace, Leeds 7, and you can get it by sending 75c to that gentleman. It's composed of mimeoed pages from several different British fans which are assembled and stapled together. It's candid and realistic and delightful. Outstanding in this issue are letters from Britishers and Americans specifying what they read in the bath. Good clean fun. Or is that funny? ECLIPSE: August. In four issues this Michigan fanzine has risen from the position of "just another fan mag", to a deserved position as one of the fan field's leaders. The small faults in its appearance have all been cleared up with this fourth issue, with the aid of a good grade of mimeo paper and cover stock and clear cut stenciling. There's one of those excellent Rudy Sayn front covers on this number, and a Jenkins back cover, which, if not as good as that genuinely fine symbolic effort he had on the previous number, is up to snuff. The outstanding feature of this publication is, as usual, its many diverse and unique columns. D. B. Thompson kicks in with some quite interesting musing. On the Pros, Dick Kuhn tells of his visit with those two exceptionally swell dopes, Tom Wright and Joe Fortier, Bridges Editorations is a bit too much of an editorial this time, rather than a column. Ship a quarter to Richard J. Kuhn, 13598 Cheyenne Detroit, Michigan, and insure yourself of the next three issues. Good Enuf --- SUN TRAILS: Summer. The second number of this Joquel publication is not as neat in appearance as the first, but the material, while written entirely by the editor, is still good, and some of it is exceptionally interesting. Cover smells, interiors are fair. You'll enjoy reading this bi-yearly magazine, so drop the editor a card and tell him to ship you future issues. You'll be expected to pay for 'em, of course, but it's only a nickel per issue, and two nickels a year won't break you. Or won't it? Incidentally, whatever happened to SPECULA? Oops, the address is 1426 West 38th St., Los Angeles, California. To Complete Your Files --- FANTASEER, 5c, William H. Groveman, 38 Maryland Avenue, Hempstead, New York. This department is always easy on newcomers, because we know only too well the perils and shortcomings involved in making up that magic first issue. But when a hectographed magazine appears issue after issue with lousy hectographing, obviously don't-give-a-damn appearance, even margins on one page, uneven on all the rest, a letter section that is illegible because it runs over into the ads, rotten spelling, and typing errors struck over with no attempt to correct them -- well, it's about time someone started getting caustic, I think. All this is FANTASEER. Careless, immensely sloppy, smeary makeup, and stinky material, issue on top of issue is, to my mind, the indication of nothing but the attempt to get out any crappy thing that another fan editor will trade his honestly-sweated-for, sincerely-striving mag for. I have never
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FUTURIAN WAR DIGEST: July, This serious-minded, very entertaining pub comes from JMRosenblum, 4 Grange Terrace, Leeds 7, and you can get it by sending 75c to that gentleman. It's composed of mimeoed pages from several different British fans which are assembled and stapled together. It's candid and realistic and delightful. Outstanding in this issue are letters from Britishers and Americans specifying what they read in the bath. Good clean fun. Or is that funny? ECLIPSE: August. In four issues this Michigan fanzine has risen from the position of "just another fan mag", to a deserved position as one of the fan field's leaders. The small faults in its appearance have all been cleared up with this fourth issue, with the aid of a good grade of mimeo paper and cover stock and clear cut stenciling. There's one of those excellent Rudy Sayn front covers on this number, and a Jenkins back cover, which, if not as good as that genuinely fine symbolic effort he had on the previous number, is up to snuff. The outstanding feature of this publication is, as usual, its many diverse and unique columns. D. B. Thompson kicks in with some quite interesting musing. On the Pros, Dick Kuhn tells of his visit with those two exceptionally swell dopes, Tom Wright and Joe Fortier, Bridges Editorations is a bit too much of an editorial this time, rather than a column. Ship a quarter to Richard J. Kuhn, 13598 Cheyenne Detroit, Michigan, and insure yourself of the next three issues. Good Enuf --- SUN TRAILS: Summer. The second number of this Joquel publication is not as neat in appearance as the first, but the material, while written entirely by the editor, is still good, and some of it is exceptionally interesting. Cover smells, interiors are fair. You'll enjoy reading this bi-yearly magazine, so drop the editor a card and tell him to ship you future issues. You'll be expected to pay for 'em, of course, but it's only a nickel per issue, and two nickels a year won't break you. Or won't it? Incidentally, whatever happened to SPECULA? Oops, the address is 1426 West 38th St., Los Angeles, California. To Complete Your Files --- FANTASEER, 5c, William H. Groveman, 38 Maryland Avenue, Hempstead, New York. This department is always easy on newcomers, because we know only too well the perils and shortcomings involved in making up that magic first issue. But when a hectographed magazine appears issue after issue with lousy hectographing, obviously don't-give-a-damn appearance, even margins on one page, uneven on all the rest, a letter section that is illegible because it runs over into the ads, rotten spelling, and typing errors struck over with no attempt to correct them -- well, it's about time someone started getting caustic, I think. All this is FANTASEER. Careless, immensely sloppy, smeary makeup, and stinky material, issue on top of issue is, to my mind, the indication of nothing but the attempt to get out any crappy thing that another fan editor will trade his honestly-sweated-for, sincerely-striving mag for. I have never
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