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Fantasite, v. 2, issue 3, whole no. 9, August-September 1942
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mimeo machine sometime during the summer, I'll have SSp out again in the fall, er, if not SSp, some other fanzine. I hate to be out of fanzine publishing even that long. 9 Bogart Place, Westwood, New Jersey. -------- -------------------------------------- THEODOR BRUCE A. YERKE: Write a six page letter! Indeed! For my usual rate of 1 1/2c I might consider such a ridiculous proposition, but in the interest of sheer bonhomie, absurd! We (editorially speaking) are very sorry to learn that your genial and slightly dapper and, according to some occasional Dollens portraiture which happens to find its way to the coast, often handsome face will not be with us this year. Of course, we all have a right to work, much as it may annoy us sometimes, but why anyone should want to work in Minneapolis when there are so many other fine cities to labor in is something slightly beyond my comprehension. For instance, this $110.00 a month stuff. Bah! And fah! Smally fry. One ten out this way is small fry. The "japanese" (really chinese or some other oriental hybrid) gardeners won't even consider such wages. Even I, lazy and indifferent as ever, average $24.50 a week working a frieght elevator for Sears Roebuck et Co., and this is only a forty week or less. Filling stations, these days, are a rather precarious living. A friend of mine who for years was the son of a wealthy local tire dealer is now begging us for small handouts and occasional cups of coffee. Fantasite is duly received and appreciated. Stuff like Chapman's article is a welcome diversion from the literary fertilizer which some fanauthors, like Fassbeinder dish out from the old steam table. I'm sorry I can't write more, but c'est la guerre, or as they say in Germany, "So geht der Krieg," or in other lands, "Tertivaat ter vas host!" All of which means "G--- D--- the D---- W----." Geerkesscholoss, 1223 Gordon St., Hollywood Cal. ------------------------------------ RUST E. BARRON: The cover situation would've been better had Phil put the illustration on the back on the front and left the back blank. This illustration is better than average and would have helped immeasurably on the front. Always see that if you have any pics at all, one of them is slapped on the front. ((That particular picture has already been used once before on the front of The Fantasite -- on the April 1941 issue, Vol. 1, No. 3 -- and was only thrown on the back to fill up space and find a use for the old stencil which was still lying around.)) The photo-wheee! more better should I like to know the staff of The Fantasite. "Fantasiana" and "Hell Fire" are tops in the issue, and I had a little trouble in giving John the nod for first place. Smith whacks back at Fortier in justifiable ire, and then presents his generally interesting notes on a lot of stuff I would not have know otherwise. Reitrof then takes up the other side of Fortier's journalistic exploit in his column and back him to the full. The rest of the column is all interesting too, although I knew just a bit of it already. The paragraph about Al McKeel has put me to wondering. Perhaps I should already know that Reitrof is Fortier, but I never guessed till now. Aha! Putting the two names together like that has made me certain; that and the fact that the only Golden Gate Guy at the Denvention to meet Al was Fortier. I woe in shame at my ignorance up till now. Having thus disposed of first and second spots, I shall continue with mere likes and dislikes, rather than rating all the way down. I like Chap's mysteries, but wish he had had more of 'em, 'cause I like anything that seems to make our fiction more plausible. One can scarcely help liking "Among the Hams and Pros", but the boys seem to sliding off to the point where they are not satisfied with anything. (Here I refer to pro reviews.) Of course I've me own selfish reasons for liking this column, as I had a review once, and now, with the help of Madle before he goed away, I find my paper up there in the heading this time. I like Yerke too. He is better, however, in his straight humor and comic reporting than with a satire like this one. I was badly disappointed with the Ackerman. There seems to be little point to his handling any such trifles so that they build up to another article so he can get his name at the top of another one. When I saw eleven pages of "Scripts" I didn't think it was so; I counted several times, though, and then read through the eleven pages
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mimeo machine sometime during the summer, I'll have SSp out again in the fall, er, if not SSp, some other fanzine. I hate to be out of fanzine publishing even that long. 9 Bogart Place, Westwood, New Jersey. -------- -------------------------------------- THEODOR BRUCE A. YERKE: Write a six page letter! Indeed! For my usual rate of 1 1/2c I might consider such a ridiculous proposition, but in the interest of sheer bonhomie, absurd! We (editorially speaking) are very sorry to learn that your genial and slightly dapper and, according to some occasional Dollens portraiture which happens to find its way to the coast, often handsome face will not be with us this year. Of course, we all have a right to work, much as it may annoy us sometimes, but why anyone should want to work in Minneapolis when there are so many other fine cities to labor in is something slightly beyond my comprehension. For instance, this $110.00 a month stuff. Bah! And fah! Smally fry. One ten out this way is small fry. The "japanese" (really chinese or some other oriental hybrid) gardeners won't even consider such wages. Even I, lazy and indifferent as ever, average $24.50 a week working a frieght elevator for Sears Roebuck et Co., and this is only a forty week or less. Filling stations, these days, are a rather precarious living. A friend of mine who for years was the son of a wealthy local tire dealer is now begging us for small handouts and occasional cups of coffee. Fantasite is duly received and appreciated. Stuff like Chapman's article is a welcome diversion from the literary fertilizer which some fanauthors, like Fassbeinder dish out from the old steam table. I'm sorry I can't write more, but c'est la guerre, or as they say in Germany, "So geht der Krieg," or in other lands, "Tertivaat ter vas host!" All of which means "G--- D--- the D---- W----." Geerkesscholoss, 1223 Gordon St., Hollywood Cal. ------------------------------------ RUST E. BARRON: The cover situation would've been better had Phil put the illustration on the back on the front and left the back blank. This illustration is better than average and would have helped immeasurably on the front. Always see that if you have any pics at all, one of them is slapped on the front. ((That particular picture has already been used once before on the front of The Fantasite -- on the April 1941 issue, Vol. 1, No. 3 -- and was only thrown on the back to fill up space and find a use for the old stencil which was still lying around.)) The photo-wheee! more better should I like to know the staff of The Fantasite. "Fantasiana" and "Hell Fire" are tops in the issue, and I had a little trouble in giving John the nod for first place. Smith whacks back at Fortier in justifiable ire, and then presents his generally interesting notes on a lot of stuff I would not have know otherwise. Reitrof then takes up the other side of Fortier's journalistic exploit in his column and back him to the full. The rest of the column is all interesting too, although I knew just a bit of it already. The paragraph about Al McKeel has put me to wondering. Perhaps I should already know that Reitrof is Fortier, but I never guessed till now. Aha! Putting the two names together like that has made me certain; that and the fact that the only Golden Gate Guy at the Denvention to meet Al was Fortier. I woe in shame at my ignorance up till now. Having thus disposed of first and second spots, I shall continue with mere likes and dislikes, rather than rating all the way down. I like Chap's mysteries, but wish he had had more of 'em, 'cause I like anything that seems to make our fiction more plausible. One can scarcely help liking "Among the Hams and Pros", but the boys seem to sliding off to the point where they are not satisfied with anything. (Here I refer to pro reviews.) Of course I've me own selfish reasons for liking this column, as I had a review once, and now, with the help of Madle before he goed away, I find my paper up there in the heading this time. I like Yerke too. He is better, however, in his straight humor and comic reporting than with a satire like this one. I was badly disappointed with the Ackerman. There seems to be little point to his handling any such trifles so that they build up to another article so he can get his name at the top of another one. When I saw eleven pages of "Scripts" I didn't think it was so; I counted several times, though, and then read through the eleven pages
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