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TWILIGHT ECHOES By Joe Fortier FAPA Winter 1944 STRICTLY ECHOES. Nothing like a few subtitles thrown recklessly here and there for appearance. While throwing things, such as the bull and the horns to boot, Laney will find I've thrown a little cabbage his way--and please don't let me find anyone chastising me for the construction of this sentence; it just turned out like this, that's all, sorta--yeh--thrown together. Thanks a million, to strike a depth of cliches, for turning out Twilight Echoes as you did, FT. I never expected anything quite so nice, so I'm rather pleased and happy. I'm sorry if anything could be construed or misconstrued as libel; don't you rather think you use the label differently than I? You seem to define anything that might be called such as libel; I usually define anything that can be proven such as libel. Therein lies the lie, or something. But to hell with such chit-chat, meanwhile begging pardon for violating the sacred vow never to use four letter words, especially strong or virile ones!...I misphrased my closing bit last time about the marriage. Yes, I'm getting married a little after this mailing comes out--if China doesn't make a bid for me first--but I'm not backing out on fandom as last mailing's news seemed to indicate. Yours truly is going to skip a mailing or so, that's all. But Wiedenbeck, the coward! "Forgotten Fantasies", par En Garde, was one of the terrific items of last mailing. Continue to hang such stuff together, Ash...Sardonyx brings to mind the fact that I've always thought fondly of Peter Pan and Wendy in the land of Never-Never where Captain Hook and a host of others dwelt. Not even "Slan" could impress me as much. Does anyone remember the beautiful fantasies about the water babies, the delightful cherubs who lived under water? Lovely... Bravo for Buck! The Fantasy Amateur under the direction of Shaw shows for the first time a sign of life, a spark of originality. The new officers seem off to a fine start except that--if I can be pardoned for seeming a little blunt and perhaps being unwarranted in my thoughts--Lowndes and Wollheim speak as though they were going to run the whole show. Suppose there should be someone who wants to do some running too? Moot point that. Sappho, and little fingers of ecstasy run up and down my spine. (So I am infringing on black magio, so what?) Watson once mentioned, after viewing an old FAPA mailing--one of those glorious affairs in somber shades of slop--that he'd someday top them all in the FAPA. This is great, with today's worst on a par with yesterday's best--and Willie tops them all in a blanket average. This is roundabout reprieve for the "Warner disgrace". ...If you haven't heard: Harry dug Fortier from the unknown, the Joe who invented Reitrof and raised hell with fandom. But Li'l Joe found Willie, albeit mayhap not completely, so in the long run Harry did a good deed. Y'know: that A equals B equals C stuff, then differentiate. Oh yes. Probably because I don't understand poetry as a poet should, I enjoyed the untitled poem and "Kaleidoscope in Swingtime" best of all... Banshee is another nice title. Spencer will be quite a loss, to put it mildly. He was 50% of the mag's interest. But Glory Day has arrived and now I can die happily. Being no more than an average fan when I entered fandom, my dream ---1---
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TWILIGHT ECHOES By Joe Fortier FAPA Winter 1944 STRICTLY ECHOES. Nothing like a few subtitles thrown recklessly here and there for appearance. While throwing things, such as the bull and the horns to boot, Laney will find I've thrown a little cabbage his way--and please don't let me find anyone chastising me for the construction of this sentence; it just turned out like this, that's all, sorta--yeh--thrown together. Thanks a million, to strike a depth of cliches, for turning out Twilight Echoes as you did, FT. I never expected anything quite so nice, so I'm rather pleased and happy. I'm sorry if anything could be construed or misconstrued as libel; don't you rather think you use the label differently than I? You seem to define anything that might be called such as libel; I usually define anything that can be proven such as libel. Therein lies the lie, or something. But to hell with such chit-chat, meanwhile begging pardon for violating the sacred vow never to use four letter words, especially strong or virile ones!...I misphrased my closing bit last time about the marriage. Yes, I'm getting married a little after this mailing comes out--if China doesn't make a bid for me first--but I'm not backing out on fandom as last mailing's news seemed to indicate. Yours truly is going to skip a mailing or so, that's all. But Wiedenbeck, the coward! "Forgotten Fantasies", par En Garde, was one of the terrific items of last mailing. Continue to hang such stuff together, Ash...Sardonyx brings to mind the fact that I've always thought fondly of Peter Pan and Wendy in the land of Never-Never where Captain Hook and a host of others dwelt. Not even "Slan" could impress me as much. Does anyone remember the beautiful fantasies about the water babies, the delightful cherubs who lived under water? Lovely... Bravo for Buck! The Fantasy Amateur under the direction of Shaw shows for the first time a sign of life, a spark of originality. The new officers seem off to a fine start except that--if I can be pardoned for seeming a little blunt and perhaps being unwarranted in my thoughts--Lowndes and Wollheim speak as though they were going to run the whole show. Suppose there should be someone who wants to do some running too? Moot point that. Sappho, and little fingers of ecstasy run up and down my spine. (So I am infringing on black magio, so what?) Watson once mentioned, after viewing an old FAPA mailing--one of those glorious affairs in somber shades of slop--that he'd someday top them all in the FAPA. This is great, with today's worst on a par with yesterday's best--and Willie tops them all in a blanket average. This is roundabout reprieve for the "Warner disgrace". ...If you haven't heard: Harry dug Fortier from the unknown, the Joe who invented Reitrof and raised hell with fandom. But Li'l Joe found Willie, albeit mayhap not completely, so in the long run Harry did a good deed. Y'know: that A equals B equals C stuff, then differentiate. Oh yes. Probably because I don't understand poetry as a poet should, I enjoyed the untitled poem and "Kaleidoscope in Swingtime" best of all... Banshee is another nice title. Spencer will be quite a loss, to put it mildly. He was 50% of the mag's interest. But Glory Day has arrived and now I can die happily. Being no more than an average fan when I entered fandom, my dream ---1---
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