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Scientifun, v. 1, issue 2, April 1942

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Scientifun A 'Dixie Press' Publication Page 8
HEINSCRATCHINES in the Hall (SEE, GILBERT?)
Conducted by 
Raymond Washington, Jr.
Joe Fann is a keen-minded individuial, restless, alert, with a strong personality and a gay, flippant attitude toward life in general and fandom in particular.  Joe Fann is essentially an extrovert; he can not live by himself for any length of time without unhappiness.  He is honest, usually, until his perverted sense of humor causes him to commit some petty crime merely for amusement.  But he is really not a bad fellow.
He loves to have fun.  That is his primary objective in life.  He will do pratically anything for a laugh.
Giving forth an arura of great dash and boldness, he is actually careless and even sloppy in small ways.  He is a unique type produced by our democracy; he would have no place in a tolitarian government.  He can not concentrate seriously on one problem for any length of time.  His hand shows a liking to travelling about the country, and he probably likes to mail cards to Bob Tucker from each town he stops in.  And, because of his very restless nature, He does get around.
[illegible] is a good contrast to Joe Fann.  Yngvi lives in his mind, and also in every body else's mind.  Fandom has become absolutely convinced in his existence; consequently, he has come into being, real enough to have his name written down on a solid sheet of paper with his own hand.  Yngvi is as real as the fine reputation of Scientifun.
Yngvi is inclined to brood too much about the widely popular catch-phrase which brought him into existence.  He takes all things seriously; he is a simple soul, and hurt most of all be the more subtle insults that cause him to feel inferior.
Aside from his personal tastes and his strange personality, he is short, dumpy, about 3 feet tall, and has a loud, shrill voice.  He becomes excited easily.
He has moods of black depression, followed by moments of great joy when something goes right for him.  He is a child of destiny, and will continue his sometimes miserable existence until fandom loses faith in him as an actual living being.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH FAN FICTION?
I didn't know, either, until I read the number two issue of JINX.  Two extremely thought-provoking articles by Joe Fortier and Hpesoj Treblig contain not only some excellent advice on how to write for the pro mags, but good enjoyable reading besides.  The editor declares war on Koenig the Hisser, who hisses while picking stuff to pieces for errors.  This promises to be an interesting controversy.  Then there's a long, beautiful poem, "On Going To The Wars" by Lee Eastman, a short one by Winburn, a column by Scientifun's editor, and three other interesting features.  14 pages; elite type; high quality!  It's widely known in the FAPA; always neat and readable; and a "DIXIE PRESS!" - Publication.  Price is 10[?] straight, and only a limited number of copies are run off each issue, so you'd better send in a dime or three to Harry Jenkins, Jr., 2409 Santee Avenue, Columbia, South Carolina.  You won't regret it!
WonderwhyJoquelsentoutthatlittlebookletCicusDayIsOver?Doyoubelieveit?

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Scientifun A 'Dixie Press' Publication Page 8 HEINSCRATCHINES in the Hall (SEE, GILBERT?) Conducted by Raymond Washington, Jr. Joe Fann is a keen-minded individuial, restless, alert, with a strong personality and a gay, flippant attitude toward life in general and fandom in particular. Joe Fann is essentially an extrovert; he can not live by himself for any length of time without unhappiness. He is honest, usually, until his perverted sense of humor causes him to commit some petty crime merely for amusement. But he is really not a bad fellow. He loves to have fun. That is his primary objective in life. He will do pratically anything for a laugh. Giving forth an arura of great dash and boldness, he is actually careless and even sloppy in small ways. He is a unique type produced by our democracy; he would have no place in a tolitarian government. He can not concentrate seriously on one problem for any length of time. His hand shows a liking to travelling about the country, and he probably likes to mail cards to Bob Tucker from each town he stops in. And, because of his very restless nature, He does get around. [illegible] is a good contrast to Joe Fann. Yngvi lives in his mind, and also in every body else's mind. Fandom has become absolutely convinced in his existence; consequently, he has come into being, real enough to have his name written down on a solid sheet of paper with his own hand. Yngvi is as real as the fine reputation of Scientifun. Yngvi is inclined to brood too much about the widely popular catch-phrase which brought him into existence. He takes all things seriously; he is a simple soul, and hurt most of all be the more subtle insults that cause him to feel inferior. Aside from his personal tastes and his strange personality, he is short, dumpy, about 3 feet tall, and has a loud, shrill voice. He becomes excited easily. He has moods of black depression, followed by moments of great joy when something goes right for him. He is a child of destiny, and will continue his sometimes miserable existence until fandom loses faith in him as an actual living being. WHAT'S WRONG WITH FAN FICTION? I didn't know, either, until I read the number two issue of JINX. Two extremely thought-provoking articles by Joe Fortier and Hpesoj Treblig contain not only some excellent advice on how to write for the pro mags, but good enjoyable reading besides. The editor declares war on Koenig the Hisser, who hisses while picking stuff to pieces for errors. This promises to be an interesting controversy. Then there's a long, beautiful poem, "On Going To The Wars" by Lee Eastman, a short one by Winburn, a column by Scientifun's editor, and three other interesting features. 14 pages; elite type; high quality! It's widely known in the FAPA; always neat and readable; and a "DIXIE PRESS!" - Publication. Price is 10[?] straight, and only a limited number of copies are run off each issue, so you'd better send in a dime or three to Harry Jenkins, Jr., 2409 Santee Avenue, Columbia, South Carolina. You won't regret it! WonderwhyJoquelsentoutthatlittlebookletCicusDayIsOver?Doyoubelieveit?