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Voice of the Imagination, whole no. 44, July 1945

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4           VOICE OF THE
bomb...(The gist of the rest of the article is that the long range rocket outlines the shape of the next war more clearly than any other weapon yet devised. A really long-range war in which nations would try to destroy each other with rocket barrages and without ever clashing on an actual battlefield)

This is not intended to throw a mean brick at Willy but only to show that the mere summing up of known elements is not enough to play dogmatic prophet with. Especially when, as Maj. Gen. Fuller says, "we live in extraordinary times in days of strange and violent possibilities"... Doesn't that look like a science fiction bonanza? (Yea, verily. And the fission of the atom, a bonanza split!)

Even though I am teasing, I like Willy's articles and hope to read more soon.

Speaking of pictures, as LIFE would say, Forrest's spectacles give him quite a mephitophelic grin... and Tigrina certainly looks devilish on her pictures in VOM... #

Dear Serĝento: Thank you for the June issue of VOM. Will you convey my congratulations to Alva Rogers, please? The artist did a most effective job on the cover (inspired by "No Woman Born"), and visualized Deirdre much more clearly than I had done. The idea of using two figures--for Before and After--was especially nice, and, of course, I'm flattered that my story was chosen for picturization. 
[Catherine? Kuttner?] (CLMoore)

Canadifan LES CROUTCH, Bx 121, Parry Sound, Ontario, describes a den of faniquity he has up his sleeve (&we hear he has just the size sleeve for it!): Is a new phase showing itself in fandom? I mean this emigration from the family circle to the sacred precincts of a den, either within, or without, the confines of the domestic establishments.

You, Forry, have your famous garage. Now, whether that is also your fan den I don't know. But you do apparantly have a separate building in which are your books, whether the ones for swap or your collection also I still do not know, but....well, why repeat it? (Gad, lad, there aint no room for my collection in the Garage--there's hardly space for the swapzines!)

Dunkelberger recently turned carpenter and went to work with saw and hammer and, I also wouldn't be surprised, to the tune of much wifely counsel, and rigged himself up a den with semi-air-conditioning, IF you please, in the attic of his Fargo home.

Thus it goes. Here and there fans want a den all to themselves, and are aiming toward that as part of their postwar plans, dreaming of it, or actually working on it. (Them?)

Now that the preface has been taken care of, let me come to what this letter is about. To wit and forsooth and halitosis: I have laid the cement foundation of a 20' x 20' building here, which, under one roof, will give me a garage with a cement floor, a radio shop where I make the werewithall, the long green, the filthy lucre, the simoelons, the folding money that keeps me going, and in addition MY OWN LITTLE DEN!

Yessir, a den completely outside of the house, where I can make all the racket, raise all the rukus I wish to all hours of the clock and nobody to yell "Go to bed!" or "Quit that noise!" In this little nook I shall move my books, my swap stock, my duplicator with Light Publications, and various other sundries. I may move my phono out there with my records or I may leave that in the house where it is now. It will depend on the room, the way I think then, and dozens of other little factors, small but important.

But it does mean I will have a fan-room-den completely self contained- cooled in summer by a fan system something like Dunk's (there's a crack there somewhere--I can feel the draft!--but I'd only put myself behind the ventil-8-ball..!), and heated in winter by an oil heater. It will mean having my duplicator (Canadian for mimeograph) always set up ready for use at a moment's notice. It will mean having my books handy, and my swaps on shelves so I'll know what I have got and where it is without having to literally disinter it as is the case right now. 

The den will be something like 10' by 10' with a 7' ceiling. I would like to finish the walls and ceiling off with veneer and then varnish them to give a wooden paneling. (Shade of A. Hyatt Verrill's "The Man Who Could Varnish", that olden invisibilityarn!) The floor will be covered with battleship linoleum. There will be one window, and the walls will be filled with shelves so everything will be off the floor and yet easy to get at. There will be a door separating it from the radio shop for privacy and also appearance.

The entire building is going to be finished with rock-faced fire-proof shingles, rock-faced fire-proof brick siding, well insulated against out 30 and 40 below winters and 100 and 105 above summers, and, in the winter, the winds that howl right off the lake before us, out of the west.

The place will be 100% electrified. (Lay that puncil down, Ack--!)

I am keeping a photographic record of it as it goes up. The foundation is in right now. So when it is finally finished there ought to be some pics of the finished product to send around so people can see how the bear of Parry Sound dens up in the winter time.

RON LANE, editor Gemini, raises his sights from 22 Beresford Rd, Longsight, Manchester, ENGLAND: It is a sobering thought that on my birthday (New Yrs) when I was engaged in a hectic convention your brother should die on some far field. Man has too little imagination - innately selfish he lives very largely in himself. It needs an immediate stimulus to arouse his humanity - a million could die in China and be forgotten here, while a squashed dog brings nightmares and tears. Yet life would be immensly miserable if man could conceive a fraction of its horrors.

Saving...

4 VOICE OF THE bomb...(The gist of the rest of the article is that the long range rocket outlines the shape of the next war more clearly than any other weapon yet devised. A really long-range war in which nations would try to destroy each other with rocket barrages and without ever clashing on an actual battlefield) This is not intended to throw a mean brick at Willy but only to show that the mere summing up of known elements is not enough to play dogmatic prophet with. Especially when, as Maj. Gen. Fuller says, "we live in extraordinary times in days of strange and violent possibilities"... Doesn't that look like a science fiction bonanza? (Yea, verily. And the fission of the atom, a bonanza split!) Even though I am teasing, I like Willy's articles and hope to read more soon. Speaking of pictures, as LIFE would say, Forrest's spectacles give him quite a mephitophelic grin... and Tigrina certainly looks devilish on her pictures in VOM... # Dear Serĝento: Thank you for the June issue of VOM. Will you convey my congratulations to Alva Rogers, please? The artist did a most effective job on the cover (inspired by "No Woman Born"), and visualized Deirdre much more clearly than I had done. The idea of using two figures--for Before and After--was especially nice, and, of course, I'm flattered that my story was chosen for picturization. [Catherine? Kuttner?] (CLMoore) Canadifan LES CROUTCH, Bx 121, Parry Sound, Ontario, describes a den of faniquity he has up his sleeve (&we hear he has just the size sleeve for it!): Is a new phase showing itself in fandom? I mean this emigration from the family circle to the sacred precincts of a den, either within, or without, the confines of the domestic establishments. You, Forry, have your famous garage. Now, whether that is also your fan den I don't know. But you do apparantly have a separate building in which are your books, whether the ones for swap or your collection also I still do not know, but....well, why repeat it? (Gad, lad, there aint no room for my collection in the Garage--there's hardly space for the swapzines!) Dunkelberger recently turned carpenter and went to work with saw and hammer and, I also wouldn't be surprised, to the tune of much wifely counsel, and rigged himself up a den with semi-air-conditioning, IF you please, in the attic of his Fargo home. Thus it goes. Here and there fans want a den all to themselves, and are aiming toward that as part of their postwar plans, dreaming of it, or actually working on it. (Them?) Now that the preface has been taken care of, let me come to what this letter is about. To wit and forsooth and halitosis: I have laid the cement foundation of a 20' x 20' building here, which, under one roof, will give me a garage with a cement floor, a radio shop where I make the werewithall, the long green, the filthy lucre, the simoelons, the folding money that keeps me going, and in addition MY OWN LITTLE DEN! Yessir, a den completely outside of the house, where I can make all the racket, raise all the rukus I wish to all hours of the clock and nobody to yell "Go to bed!" or "Quit that noise!" In this little nook I shall move my books, my swap stock, my duplicator with Light Publications, and various other sundries. I may move my phono out there with my records or I may leave that in the house where it is now. It will depend on the room, the way I think then, and dozens of other little factors, small but important. But it does mean I will have a fan-room-den completely self contained- cooled in summer by a fan system something like Dunk's (there's a crack there somewhere--I can feel the draft!--but I'd only put myself behind the ventil-8-ball..!), and heated in winter by an oil heater. It will mean having my duplicator (Canadian for mimeograph) always set up ready for use at a moment's notice. It will mean having my books handy, and my swaps on shelves so I'll know what I have got and where it is without having to literally disinter it as is the case right now. The den will be something like 10' by 10' with a 7' ceiling. I would like to finish the walls and ceiling off with veneer and then varnish them to give a wooden paneling. (Shade of A. Hyatt Verrill's "The Man Who Could Varnish", that olden invisibilityarn!) The floor will be covered with battleship linoleum. There will be one window, and the walls will be filled with shelves so everything will be off the floor and yet easy to get at. There will be a door separating it from the radio shop for privacy and also appearance. The entire building is going to be finished with rock-faced fire-proof shingles, rock-faced fire-proof brick siding, well insulated against out 30 and 40 below winters and 100 and 105 above summers, and, in the winter, the winds that howl right off the lake before us, out of the west. The place will be 100% electrified. (Lay that puncil down, Ack--!) I am keeping a photographic record of it as it goes up. The foundation is in right now. So when it is finally finished there ought to be some pics of the finished product to send around so people can see how the bear of Parry Sound dens up in the winter time. RON LANE, editor Gemini, raises his sights from 22 Beresford Rd, Longsight, Manchester, ENGLAND: It is a sobering thought that on my birthday (New Yrs) when I was engaged in a hectic convention your brother should die on some far field. Man has too little imagination - innately selfish he lives very largely in himself. It needs an immediate stimulus to arouse his humanity - a million could die in China and be forgotten here, while a squashed dog brings nightmares and tears. Yet life would be immensly miserable if man could conceive a fraction of its horrors.