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Showing posts with label Lin Carter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lin Carter. Show all posts

Friday, September 4, 2009

Sam Moskowitz and Lin Carter Side by Side


Worlds of Tomorrow Nov 1966 featuring Moskowitz & Lin Carter

Carter Story:
Crown of Stars [Hautley Quicksilver], (nv) Worlds of Tomorrow Nov 1966

Includes Stephen Tall story:
Seventy Light-Years from Sol [Stardust], (nv) Worlds of Tomorrow Nov 1966; also as “A Star Called Cyrene”.

Frederick Pohl:
The World of Today, (ed) Worlds of Tomorrow Nov 1966

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Saturday, 8 August 2009

Oh, Chrispy is flying high. Not only did I get three more 1940's era Startling Stories pulps (for my Young Lin Carter research and sheer enjoyment of reading those old tales when they were new) but just came back from watching on the big screen in glorious black and white The Wolfman (1940) and Creature From the Black Lagoon (1954). They were just as much fun - and sometimes as corny - as I remember.

A great Saturday!

Thursday, January 29, 2009

1950 Lin Carter art


Auctioned and sold for $76.00. Description: This piece honors the fantasies of Dunsany and the old school, the Edgar Rice Burroughs heroes, and the newly emerging voices of Science Fiction. This artwork was published in the semi-pro-zine "The Fantasy Advertiser" edited by Roy A. Squires.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Lin Cater Essay and more

Science Fiction Times: The World of Tomorrow Today
No. 455
June 1968

More Conan Due

The phenomenal success of the Lancer series of Robert E. Howard's stories of Conan and others continues to bust {sic} all records with a gusto that would make the Cimmerian warrior grin with pride. At this moment, with well over a half million copies of the seven books in print (to be gracious, 650,000 copies were printed in all, and warehouse stock is down to the last few hundred copies), Conan is just about the most exciting thing on the paperback stands, from the dealer's as well as the reader's viewpoint.

And now the way has been cleared for several more Conan books, for L. Sprague de Camp has just announced that on May 7, 1968 an agreement was signed between himself and Martin W. Greenberg of Gnome Press, resolving the long-standing lawsuit over rights to the Howard properties and reassigning all rights to the Howard estate. This frees a number of stories and one novel for paperback publication.

L. Sprague de Camp has also announced a list of the new volumes forthcoming . Three collections are planned. The first of these, Conan of Cimmeria, includes three of the Howard & de Camp stories form the Gnome Press hardcover, The Tales of Conan, as well as two new Howard and de Camp stories, "The Tale of the Lost Woman" (which has only had one magazine appearance) and "The Snout in the Dark" (which has never been published). This book will also contain three brand new pastiches written by de Camp and Lin Carter "Curse of the Monolith" which will appear in the first issue of Lester del Rey's new magazine "Worlds of Fantasy", and two as yet unwritten collaborations, "The Lair of the Ice-Worm" and "The Black Tower".

The second collaboration, Conan the Swashbuckler, contains the two Howard novellettes. "Black Colossus" and "Shadows in the Moonlight" two Howard amd de camp stories, "Hawks Over Shem" and {...the rest of the text unavailable}
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Science Fiction Times: The World of Tomorrow Today
No. 455
June 1968

The Letter From The Kid in Podunk
A guest editorial by Lin Carter

Like everyone else who has ever had a few books published, I sometimes get a letter from readers. In my case these readers are usually young ones, which figures, since my column in IF seems primarily to have attracted new comers to science fiction, and since my fiction, being action adventure yarns, also appeals mostly to kids.
An amazing number of these letters are from kids who want to be writers. After some polite comments on this or that of my novels, they usually get around to a series of questions about the craft. Questions which can be boiled down to How Do You Guys Do It, Anyway. I don't know why they pick me to supply the answers about writing rather than choose some of my more successful or more highly talented colleagues, but come to me they do. Maybe they feel Zelazny would snub them or can't get Laumer's(?) address or think Heinlein is too busy. Or maybe, because they are used to hearing me gas on through the pages of innumerable issues of IF, they feel they "know" me personally.

Like any writer with a grain of humility (and in my case, its only a grain), or like any writer who was once a kid fan and used to pester Ed Hamilton and other nice people with the same sort of letters and remembers the patience and kindness of these pros towards that annoying kid down in St. Pete, Fla.. I take great efforts to make certian I write a letter in reply to every single one I get.
My advice to Writers of Tomorrow is not very deep stuff. I mostly advise them to steer clear of Famous Writer's Schools and such-like tomfollery. and I tell them the only way to learn is to (1) Read. Read a littl of everything you can get your hands on. Don't stop after Proust and sartre and Camus and figure there's nothing else worth reading. Try a little Baumer and Mundy just for the hell of it. And don't be afraid to read Burroughs just because "everybody knows" he couldn't write his way out of the proverbial paperbag. Go ahead ... it's just possible he might have something to teach you about plotting or description or dialogue, who knows? In a word, read every bloody thing from the Mahabharata to Marvel comics, and don't be ashamed if you find yourself enjoying some of the stuff down at th lower end of the spectrum.

And (2) write. Keep on writing, and don't worry about Making A Sale. That takes years. I wrote seven novels before selling one, and I consider myself lucky. (Sinclair Lewis had to write ten before he got lucky.) And, if science fiction is your bag, write novels. Because science fiction is a novelist's medium and always has been. Because novels are more fun to write than short stories, more room to swing your arms and walk around in, and they pay better too. I usually Qualify this last by saying, Unless you are one of those rare types with that peculiar quirk of mind that can come up with short story plots (I am not, and can't), in which case the magazine editors will love you.


These answers, admittedly, basic stuff, fail to satisfy a few of my correspondents, who bring up more seasoning questions like what should I write about? and, How do you know where to start a story?, and like that.

To the first query I make this reply, just tell a story. A story is about people who are going somewhere or doing something and to whom things are happening. Don't get literary. Don't worry about Abt(?). Don't get psychological, or symbolic, or don't write in order to Protest. In Sam Goldwyn's words (and they are wise words), "You gotta Message, call Western Union." And don't be ashamed to be called "Just a story-teller" Some very groovy guys were "just" storytellers and not artists. Doyle, Haggard, Kipling, Merritt Stevenson, Sabatini, and Doc Smith, for example.
To the second question, which is impossible to answer honestly, I generally fall back on the Red Queen's advice to Alice, "Start at the beginning, go on until the end; then stop." It's as good as anything you'll find in the "how-to-write" books. But the reason I'm gassing on about this, is to ask a question of my own" why do so many good science fiction readers want to become writer? Why do they have to write letters asking How Do You Guys Do It, Anway? Do mystery novelists het such letters from their readers? I know a couple and they tell me No. Do readers think there is some Mystique about writing science fiction or fantasy or Sword & Sorcery. One kid asked me if you have to live in New York and know publishers personally. I said, No, but it doesn't hurt; and I pointed out that a few fairly successful writers named Vance, Anderson, and Leiber live out on the California coast. Which is just about as far from New York as you can get and still be on the same continent and in the same continent, and in the same country.

There's no mystique about writing science fiction. The real question is why do so many science fiction readers want to become science fiction writers? Because a hell of a lot of times they do. In fact, most writers are lifetime fans of the stuff, and this is most absolutely, positively certainly NOT true of western {... the rest of the text missing}.

Monday, September 22, 2008

An Early (High School?) Story by Lin Carter


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This fragment was exhibited in a recent auction on the ebayeum
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My Uncle Who Is A Mad Scientist
by Lin Carter

My Uncle Bolivar was as friendly and interesting a person as you'd care to meet. He had only one slight disadvantage. He wanted to be a Mad Scientist.

As a boy, I was simply fascinated by him. I used to spend hours on end in his Secret Laboratory (which was in the attic and could only be reached by a rickety stairway) watching him building time machines or disintegrating rays or some such jolly gadget.

His secret Laboratory was a wonderful place. It was long and narrow and had a sloping ceiling that leaked on rainy days. Along one wall he had a long workbench cluttered with tools and things. He had a pickled brain in a flask, acting as a paper-weight. In one corner stood a half finished robot he was using as a halltree, and in another corner stood a Little Gem Home Model Cyclotron, in which he kept his Scotch.

All his leisure time was spent in devising new ways to conquer the Earth and making inventions. First he invented a heat ray. He wanted {...no further text available}.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

1961 Lin Carter Letter


Hannes Bok = Box 137 = Cathedral Station = New York 25, NY = 11/16/61

Dear JEV:

I'd rather have liked to start out with, "Chanber of the Ugsome Gugglies; Hour of the Purple Swordfish; Year of the Ten Pickled Viffenyiggles", but I'm not good at it – but still get such openings via poet Lin carter's correspondence. Dannit, all my Lovecraft stuff is buried away in a mountain of cartons, so no chance to read it in over 5 years.

Re your being a cat-lover, this automatically makes you a good Joe (beg pardon, good John) and so I am woeful to have to tell you that right after cats of Ulthar tailpiece (you asked about) appeared, Mrs. Gnaedinger wheedled me into giving it to her to give to some fan (I think it was Darrell Richardson, but not sure).

Rather wish I could sales-pitch you by describing other cat-pictures I have for sale, but the truth is, I haven't any – and come to think of it, I may be missing-out on something good; every picture in which I used cats has sold almost as fast as painted. H'm, it gives me pause . .

Your name (Vetter) has been haunting me at least a dozen years. We had a family of Vetters up the block (Brothers, Phillip & John) and though I've never met them, only heard of them, their affairs somehow seem to keep intruding on mine; as for example, when fire burned them out of their apartment, WHY did I have to find Phillip's autograph-book on the stairway to the roof (where only I ever go) and HOW did it ever get there?

'Tis a puzzlement.

Thanks for your good note, and sorry I can't assist (sorry too to miss out on a sale!).

With yuggered yibbins,

Hannes

Saturday, September 6, 2008

40 year old Tolkien letter found (Lin Carter?)

Facts Stranger Than Fiction

Tolkien postcard found behind fireplace
Lee Glendinning
guardian.co.uk,
Tuesday July 08 2008 16:26 BST


A demolition worker has discovered a postcard which was written to JRR Tolkien 40 years ago stuck behind a fireplace.
Stephen Malton, who runs Prodem Demolition in Bournemouth, was removing the fixtures from the author's former home in Poole, Dorset, before the property was demolished.
As he dismantled the carved wooden fireplace he found three postcards, the last of which was addressed to Tolkien and dated 1968.
Malton, 42, has now begun investigating how much he can sell the postcard for and said a collector in Belgium had offered $US500,000 (£253,186) for the card and the fireplace.
He said: "I've been in demolition most of my life. I have been doing this for 15 years, my father did it for 40 years before me.
"All of a sudden for this to land in your lap is just quite unbelievable."
The postcard is addressed to the author at the Miramar Hotel, Bournemouth, where he and his wife Edith spent many of their holidays.
It is signed Lin, which some have speculated could be fantasy author Lin Carter, who wrote A Look Behind the Lord of the Rings, published in 1969.
The postcard focuses on the landscape in Ireland, describing hedgerows along with walking and driving in the countryside.
It reads: "I have been thinking of you a lot and hope everything has gone as well as could be expected in the most difficult circumstances."
Tolkien moved to Oxford in 1972 after his wife died and sold the Dorset house for £23,000 to Stephen Frankel who put it on the market for £1m in 2006.
Developers bought the bungalow and secured planning permission to replace it with two four-bedroom family homes, which upset many of the author's fans.
Malton said he was hoping to sell the fireplace, postcard, a bronze fairy and stone gryphon which were found in the garden, at auction at a later date, but still could not believe his luck.
"You could have knocked me down with a feather," he said. "To find something with the Tolkien name on it is quite amazing. We have looked under the floors, if we find a Hobbit, that will be the icing on the cake."

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Lin Carter Drafted! Plus Roy Squires and Illustrator Roy Hunt





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Howdy podner: Feb FA {February 1951 Vol. 4 #6 Fantasy Advertiser} came, and pretty good it is, even without any of my articles or pix (this is a subtle hint). Coblentz had a middlin' interesting article: he should have given examples. I rather liked Clarke's long, rambling essay. - - cover this issue not-so-hot. This is Roy Hunt? Ghaa. Nothing to it, nothing new, fresh, original, just a f*cking comet moving by something-or-other. Let's see Grossman or somebody. Neil Austin. --Aristrom's pic on pg. 8 veddy {sic} good. -- Are you sure that double-spread out on pgs 17-18 isn't a set for Destination You-kno-What? Looks muchly like it, but according to what I understand, it's something from Galactic Pat. -- NEWS ITEM: I is jest been drafted. Report for physical Feb. 9th. Louses up my plans for my fanzine, but hope to have my first privately-pubbed collection of poems out before I go. will have an advert for you soon. How much is a full-pager, six$? Nice ish {issue}.

Lin Carter.
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The seller (Terrence McVicker) states: "Howdy podner: _ _ _ _"
Original Signed Postcard from Lin Carter to Roy Squires, editor of "The Fantasy Advertiser", posted "Jan, 31, 1951"

Before becoming a much published author and editor in the field of Fantasy, Lin Carter was an enthusiastic fan and collector. Roy Squires - publisher and friend to Ray Bradbury and Clark Ashton Smith, was at this time editing and publishing the much admired magazine devoted to collecting Fantasy and Science Fiction literature, entitled "The Fantasy Advertiser" which later became "The Science Fiction Advertiser" . Lin Carter was contributing articles to "TFA" and comments "FA came today and pretty good it is even without any of my articles or pix" (this is a subtle hint)"...Carter comments on various authors and artists - Arthur C. Clarke, Jon Arfstrom (Weird Tales artist) Roy Hunt (another artist) Neil Austin (artist) and in the wake of this enthusiasm notes...'NEWS ITEM: I is jest been drafted. Report for physical Feb 9th. Louses up my plans for my fanzine..." A lighthearted little card with good banter.

Signed in full "Lin Carter"
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As to the Fantasy Advertiser:
36 pages, cover is by Roy Hunt with highlights:
AE Van Vogt - The House That Stood Still , Aleandre Dumas - The Wolf Leader , and others
Stanton Coblentz - The Older Science Fiction Magazines
Arthur C Clarke - Space Travel In Science Fiction
Bob Silverberg - The Antiquarian Bookshelf

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Fanscient Summer 1950 (No. 12)



pages 18, 19

(I'll show more in future posts)

This was a nice trip to the past with some legendary writers in their earlier careers.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Historic de Camp letters surface




Also included in this archive is a photocopy of a five-page letter de Camp wrote to Carter about Conan in 1975, a photocopy of a 1976 two-page Typed Letter from de Camp to Kirby McCauley, long-time editor and literary agent, and the third page of an unidentified Typed Letter signed in print "LSdeC". L. Sprague de Camp and Lin Carter collaborated on a number of Conan novels and story collections published between 1967 and 2004, the last few of which are omnibus collections of their previously published works. Chronologically, this amazing archive begins with a postcard from de Camp to Carter dated April 28, 1964. In this short message, de Camp thanks Carter "for the kind remarks. It's the first time anybody called me Author of the Year in any connection." The correspondence continues throughout the next fifteen years, with voluminous mentions of their collaboration on the many Conan novels and stories the two co-wrote. In a two-page TLS dated June 8, 1968, de Camp advises Carter on editorial suggestions for the story "Black Tears" from their collaborative Conan story collection Conan the Wanderer. In a May 26, 1970 two-page TLS, de Camp writes Carter about their "second draft of the next instalment [sic] of Conan the Buccaneer. De Camp encourages Carter that they should "pour on a little more coal. The thing is three months overdue; and, while nothing dreadful is likely to come of this, I hate not doing what I say I shall. Besides, the vogue won't last forever."The archive continues in a like manner, with letters chock full of editorial instructions from de Camp to Carter on their various Conan collaborations, as well as some letters and postcards unrelated to Conan, but nonetheless fascinating for their content, revealing details from inside the professional lives of actively publishing science fiction and fantasy authors. In a one-page TLS from November 1977, de Camp even offers for sale to Carter "a set of twenty-four (24) post cards written from 1930 to 1935 by H. P. Lovecraft to Robert E. Howard." Such an offer must have involved much friendly but heated negotiation between two such fanatical followers of Howard and his chief literary creation.

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