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Voice of the Imagination (VOM), whole no. 10, December 1940

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VOICE OF THE IMAGI-NATION                9

skool, so she took it on the...... Hhahahahahahahahahaha. Pooey! 
                                             "Is Teknocracy pullng a FAPAct? Ltd memship or sumthng? I havnt herd enythng from him. I shoud think hed b intrestd in gaining al th nu mems he coud 4 th great coz. (Aparently Mr Hodgkins is too busy with Scottocracy to read VOM; or, at least, to read it atentivly; as wen this complaint was calld to his attn, he profest ignorance of your publisht request. --Efjay) -- Ive writn enuf now, praps 2 much--so n closng I just wanto say that I njoyd meetng u coeds & Pogo, & thanx 4 th Vomdum, & thanx 2 Pogo 4 many intresng thots & ideas. C U N DENVER!"  (Ditto)
                                       Dated Draft Eve, excerpts from a letter from CHARLIE HORNIG, hi-lites of his 12th cross country trip: "Fice days in Chicago--Erle Korshak and Marc Reinsberg met me in Union Station--Erle holding up a newspaper headline reading 'CHICAGO FANS GREET HORNIG!' and shouting 'Extra!' all over the place. Made the night spots Saturday evening with them--also George Tullis. Met that fan who plays the piano at Silver's. Spent considerable time in Evanston with Thelma Shull, the fan and Rosicrucian--also reincarnationist and occultist. ~~ Spent one of my night with Otto Binder. Met Trudy Hemken for the first time and the five of us (including Otto, his girl-friend (now wife), and Jack Derrow) took in the sights by motor... ~~One and a half days in Cleveland-- met Miske there, also for the first time. What a driver! But I came through it all right. He blew me to some carbonated water--with you were there, Forrie. ~~ 'Chuck' Wright is the guy I met in the Chicago night spot playing the piano--I think his name was. He's planning to write a series of science-fiction songs to represent the various planets, for the Denvention! ~~ Bakc in New York--I've already shipped to the printer the complete SCIENCE FICTION QUARTERLY for Winter, 1941. Contents: 'The Shot Into Infinity' by O. W. Gail (but throughly degermanized--not cut all all)--'Double Destiny' by Helen Weinbaum--kaj 'The Wall of Water' by Raymond Z. Gallun (pronounced Ga-loon') ~~ Here's the line-up for the March SCIENCE FICTION: 'The Life Beyond' by John Coleridge (Eando Binder), 'Beings of the Ooze' by John M. Taylor, 'Bargain with Colossus' by Helen Weinbaum (plot by Schwartz), 'The World in Wilderness' by Thornton Ayre, 'Star of Blue' by Milton Kaletsky, 'Science from Syracuse' by Polton Cross (about Archimedes, one of the 'boys'), plus the usual departments. ~~ Well-give my love to the bunch in Brown's Thursday room, next Cliffton."
                              "S-F Forever!" declares Angeleño authoress BRACKETT, & proceeds to take her stand on the Pro-Scientist situation & incidently defend one of her storys. 2 Oct: "SCIENCE-FICTION FOR WARD is definitely a Book with a Purpose. A purpose, incidentally, with which I'm the hoary and dubiously scientific plots were retired permanently. ~~ Speaking as a writer, we arrive, by a curious coincidence, at 'The Treasure of Ptakuth'. (Pronounced Tah 'kuth, rimes with Ruth.) I resent the implication that I am ANTI-SCIENCE. I am interested in science for its own sake, and just as thankful for, and appreciative of, its discoveries as the next man. The Messrs. Houten and Bart are, of course, entitled to their own opinions. But I feel that they have gone a little out of their way in regard to my story. (This applies, of course, to Mister Duncan also.) ~~ The "fundamental statement" which they discovered in 'The Treasure' was never formulated. The invention which prolonged life at the expense of sleep was, as the editorial writer puts it on another page, neither good nor evil in itself. It had, like radium, X-rays, ultra-violet, and arsenic, a certain effect or combination of effects on the human organism. ~~ The people of Ptakuth didn't care for the effect. And this, I humbly submit, was not scientific theory but merely a reflection of my own opinion that I shoudn't care to live indefinitely without sleep. My neighbors are attempting to break me into it gently, but I don't like it at all. ~~ If Ye Ed of SFF thinks he'd like it, he is certainly entitled to think so. For myself, a century or two would be quite enough. ~~ With respect to the final paragraph in SFF, I should like to ask a question. Are we, then, to be limited to scientistis who are shining crusaders in the cause of humanity? I'm not speaking of the ancient "mad-scientist" plot, which should be jettisoned in the interests of art if nothind else. In a yarn upon which I am currently working, the menace is a scientist--a renegade human being who cynically and callously uses his knowledge for his own ends, which are not philanthropic. ~~ This, I contend,  is a perfectly logical state of affairs.

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VOICE OF THE IMAGI-NATION 9 skool, so she took it on the...... Hhahahahahahahahahaha. Pooey! "Is Teknocracy pullng a FAPAct? Ltd memship or sumthng? I havnt herd enythng from him. I shoud think hed b intrestd in gaining al th nu mems he coud 4 th great coz. (Aparently Mr Hodgkins is too busy with Scottocracy to read VOM; or, at least, to read it atentivly; as wen this complaint was calld to his attn, he profest ignorance of your publisht request. --Efjay) -- Ive writn enuf now, praps 2 much--so n closng I just wanto say that I njoyd meetng u coeds & Pogo, & thanx 4 th Vomdum, & thanx 2 Pogo 4 many intresng thots & ideas. C U N DENVER!" (Ditto) Dated Draft Eve, excerpts from a letter from CHARLIE HORNIG, hi-lites of his 12th cross country trip: "Fice days in Chicago--Erle Korshak and Marc Reinsberg met me in Union Station--Erle holding up a newspaper headline reading 'CHICAGO FANS GREET HORNIG!' and shouting 'Extra!' all over the place. Made the night spots Saturday evening with them--also George Tullis. Met that fan who plays the piano at Silver's. Spent considerable time in Evanston with Thelma Shull, the fan and Rosicrucian--also reincarnationist and occultist. ~~ Spent one of my night with Otto Binder. Met Trudy Hemken for the first time and the five of us (including Otto, his girl-friend (now wife), and Jack Derrow) took in the sights by motor... ~~One and a half days in Cleveland-- met Miske there, also for the first time. What a driver! But I came through it all right. He blew me to some carbonated water--with you were there, Forrie. ~~ 'Chuck' Wright is the guy I met in the Chicago night spot playing the piano--I think his name was. He's planning to write a series of science-fiction songs to represent the various planets, for the Denvention! ~~ Bakc in New York--I've already shipped to the printer the complete SCIENCE FICTION QUARTERLY for Winter, 1941. Contents: 'The Shot Into Infinity' by O. W. Gail (but throughly degermanized--not cut all all)--'Double Destiny' by Helen Weinbaum--kaj 'The Wall of Water' by Raymond Z. Gallun (pronounced Ga-loon') ~~ Here's the line-up for the March SCIENCE FICTION: 'The Life Beyond' by John Coleridge (Eando Binder), 'Beings of the Ooze' by John M. Taylor, 'Bargain with Colossus' by Helen Weinbaum (plot by Schwartz), 'The World in Wilderness' by Thornton Ayre, 'Star of Blue' by Milton Kaletsky, 'Science from Syracuse' by Polton Cross (about Archimedes, one of the 'boys'), plus the usual departments. ~~ Well-give my love to the bunch in Brown's Thursday room, next Cliffton." "S-F Forever!" declares Angeleño authoress BRACKETT, & proceeds to take her stand on the Pro-Scientist situation & incidently defend one of her storys. 2 Oct: "SCIENCE-FICTION FOR WARD is definitely a Book with a Purpose. A purpose, incidentally, with which I'm the hoary and dubiously scientific plots were retired permanently. ~~ Speaking as a writer, we arrive, by a curious coincidence, at 'The Treasure of Ptakuth'. (Pronounced Tah 'kuth, rimes with Ruth.) I resent the implication that I am ANTI-SCIENCE. I am interested in science for its own sake, and just as thankful for, and appreciative of, its discoveries as the next man. The Messrs. Houten and Bart are, of course, entitled to their own opinions. But I feel that they have gone a little out of their way in regard to my story. (This applies, of course, to Mister Duncan also.) ~~ The "fundamental statement" which they discovered in 'The Treasure' was never formulated. The invention which prolonged life at the expense of sleep was, as the editorial writer puts it on another page, neither good nor evil in itself. It had, like radium, X-rays, ultra-violet, and arsenic, a certain effect or combination of effects on the human organism. ~~ The people of Ptakuth didn't care for the effect. And this, I humbly submit, was not scientific theory but merely a reflection of my own opinion that I shoudn't care to live indefinitely without sleep. My neighbors are attempting to break me into it gently, but I don't like it at all. ~~ If Ye Ed of SFF thinks he'd like it, he is certainly entitled to think so. For myself, a century or two would be quite enough. ~~ With respect to the final paragraph in SFF, I should like to ask a question. Are we, then, to be limited to scientistis who are shining crusaders in the cause of humanity? I'm not speaking of the ancient "mad-scientist" plot, which should be jettisoned in the interests of art if nothind else. In a yarn upon which I am currently working, the menace is a scientist--a renegade human being who cynically and callously uses his knowledge for his own ends, which are not philanthropic. ~~ This, I contend, is a perfectly logical state of affairs.