My story “Saul’s Diary” is now up in the latest issue of Galaxy’s Edge. It’s pretty short and I think you’ll enjoy it…

My story “Saul’s Diary” is now up in the latest issue of Galaxy’s Edge. It’s pretty short and I think you’ll enjoy it…

I recently bought another $6,000 worth of (mostly) Roger Zelazny manuscripts and first editions from Bob Pylant, and it has taken me a while to catalog all of it. (See a listing of my previous $5,400 purchase from Bob here.) As with my earlier purchase from him, Bob had meticulously placed every page of the manuscripts into a plastic page protectors (save the last few pages of Sign of Chaos (see below), where he ran out), and placed them all into binders, many of which included multiple stories and related archive material, including correspondence between Zelazny (generally carbon copies) and his editors (almost always originals). Below is a brief summary of each that doesn’t quite get down to the level of an actual archival description (there are only so many hours in the day). And since this is such a long post already, I’ve only included scans or pictures of books I thought there weren’t good copies of on the Internet (mostly the proofs).
Bibliography
For bibliographic details and first edition verification, I cite the following reference books:
I had all but a couple of these, but all these copies are Fine/Fine and signed by Zelazny.
And here are books not by or about Zelazny, but some have contributions from Zelazny or some other connection to him.
Still have a few stray “fill out” Zelazny titles I haven’t been able to track down yet:
Here’s “Endlessly,” another song off Nothing’s Guilty of Everything:
Another neat signed ray Bradbury item I picked up:
Bradbury, Ray. Christmas Greetings 2008. First edition broadsheet, 8 1/2″ x 11″ card-stock, a Fine- copy with extremely light bumping at right tips. Signed by Bradbury. One of the many yearly Christmas greetings Bradbury used to send out to friends. Bought for $25 off eBay.
Now I just need to get a frame for it…
It’s taking me a while to finish cataloging a big Roger Zelazny purchase (consider that a teaser), so I’m going to do a few single book listings that have come in since to catch up.
Heinlein, Robert A. The Star Beast. Scribner’s, 1954. First edition hardback (with Scribner’s seal and letter A on copyright page, as per Currey), a Fine- copy with slight bend at head and heel, slight dust soiling at head, and a tiny faint green pinprick dot at heel, in a Very Good+ dust jacket with very shallow (1/32″) chipping at head and points, a 1/2″ closed tear at heel, and very slight dust soiling to rear cover. A very nice copy of this well-regarded Heinlein juvenile. Bought for $200 from Lloyd Currey. Currey (1979), page 234.
For twenty years worth of the Saturday Dining Conspiracy, I’ve had good dishes and bad, but never before until this past Saturday had I just sent a dish back as completely inedible.
The Chong Chin Chicken was described as seasoned with lots of hot peppers and peppercorns. I didn’t really see the peppercorns, but I definitely saw the hot peppers; it looked like they dumped a giant fistful into the dish. Though a chilehead, I’ve never had that many dry hot peppers in any dish before.
That’s not why I sent the dish back.
The first few bites of the dish seemed incredibly dry to me, and it tasted like they hadn’t used any sauce whatsoever, which was an odd choice.
That’s not why I sent the dish back.
After a few bites, my tongue’s taste receptors just seemed to shut off, ruining the taste of the dumplings Dwight and Andrew had ordered. Shortly thereafter I realized what the big problem was: it was the most salty dish I’d ever tasted in my life.

A dish too salty for Andrew and too hot for me; it was like some sort of anti-miracle.
So I sent it back and got some orange peel chicken instead, which was far more edible.
I wouldn’t discourage you from going to Asia Cafe, but unless you look like this:

(Cross-posted to The Logbook of the Saturday Dining Conspiracy.)
My search for waltz-time Shoegaze continues apace with Mermaids’ “While Spectres Waltz.”
SPC SCO’s Rose Berlin seems very out of sorts with you for some reason…
Via Scott Adams comes word that a team in Japan is teaching robots to fight with swords.
I’ve seen enough movies to know that this won’t end well.
But honestly, this entire post is just an excuse to show the robot sword fight from Exterminator City.
(Remember, that’s the best scene of the worst film ever made…)
This is a deck-clearing post, since I just made another major purchase of Zelazny manuscripts and first editions that it’s going to take me some time to catalog…