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Voice of the Imagination (VOM), whole no. 7, June 1940

Page 7

VOICE OF THE IMAGI-NATION

KUSLAN, home from kollege for spring vacation komments from 170 Washington Ave, West Haven Conn: "I really like the table of contents...Permit me to retract my statement concerning Dale Hart's sciencefictional decease. It appears that he is still very much a top fan...I must disagree with Dr. Barrett's statement about the great war. I don't think it possible for fandom as a whole to isolate the two warring groups without causing vital damage to itself. After all, both groups make up a large percentage of the top fans, having their fingers in many pies all over the country. And the fight is not confined to New York alone, which is the tragic part. I think that no one will contradict my statement that for a permanent peace to be restored, one group will have to be destroyed, permanently! The hatred, for such it is, is too strong to permit of any other solution. Check me on this, but I have been very intimate with one group, and know how the members feel. And it is very evident how the other side feels...All in all, this issue is very good, and I (Gertie, too) want the next issue to be out soon. ~~ See you co-eds in Chicago."

From the Punitentiary in San Bernardino Cal a HAGGARD inmate rites: "Dear Voz: My first impression of yr Apr No. sent tremrs of apprehension thru me. As I opned the missle an inner voz seemed to be speaking: ~~' This time it's beat u to it. There's that bookworm again!' ~~ But no, twarn't. I c yur scheme now. It's to preserve it unto eternity. U hoped that the illustration would act as a scarecrow for books, or should I hav said scareworm. It's horribly beautiful. Reminds me of the time the cat dcided to have catlets in a box of my manuscripts, and did. ~~ No, I give up. I can't ackermanese. So I'll drop back to a discussion of that issue, but to give it that different taint which so many fan magazines strive for (taint it so?) I'll take the angle of the bookworm on the cover, who very obviously is making ready to devour the entire contents. ~~ Mr. I Gotta Grouch was tough chewing, and it was here I encountered the first staple. it Tuckered me out, but my appetite was far from appeased. Dave McElwair proved a delectable morsel. And he was english stew. Ed Gilbert's shorthand was devoured, and makes fine flavoring, served by Joe Fortier and his pacificoaster. There was something familiar about the Arthur Widmer, Jr. serving, and after chewing reflectively I recognized him as an old friend. And the next thing on the menu was Trudy wonderful. Then, fellow worms, did I take that epistle from down under by Alan P. Roberts. Or did I. Just like Dewey took Vanilla. After panning puns, he became punny. Sounds phoney. ~~ Wright now I began to feel full, after I had Comet the next later. Then Rathbone offered his serving, a substitute of Latin soup. He offered Esperanto. And reminds me of that Universalanguage someone suggested of using musical tones for alphabets. Justthink of the tone it would add to alphabet soup operas. Speer's offering was Nazi but nice, and anyone could C. Clark was all right but I must have Miske something around here or was it something I saw Bok there in those pages. Gep- right up-son (take the foot of the class) and see what the Doc will order. Gilbert helped out by placing flowers at the head of the table. I guess Himmin Travis can act as pall-bearers. ~~Good Knight, does this have to continue. Well, anywho it's Templetime and another bookworm signing off. ~~ Yours phonetically."

The Great Pensman, father of the "Gray Lensman", speaks: "Dear Sirs, ladies, co-eds, and what-have-you: - Have you gone completely nuts, or have I? ~~ Possibly only a rhetorical question, and certainly of only academic interest. I have been going to write to you-all ever since I-don't-know-when---pretty nearly every time I get one of your ebullient effusions; but the mess I got today broke up the old lethargy no little. ~~ What, may I diffidently ask, is the rime or reason underlying the publication of 'STF STICKERS STATIONERY SUCH-STUFFERY' thatyou inflicted upon an unsuspecting public this time? I read it from cover to cover, but I'll be damned if I could get the hang of the story. The plot, it seemed to me, was weak, the ending stereotyped and conventional, the action strained (like Gerber's baby food), and the continuity very rough. To paraphrase the old black crow, 'Who cares about that?' And, 'Even if it was good, I wouldn't like it.' ~~ Oh death, where is they sting? One week I get a copy of Shangri-La (What does that mean, by the way?) announcing the discontinuance of VOM and all the satellites --- then the happy celebration of the event (it would take more

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VOICE OF THE IMAGI-NATION KUSLAN, home from kollege for spring vacation komments from 170 Washington Ave, West Haven Conn: "I really like the table of contents...Permit me to retract my statement concerning Dale Hart's sciencefictional decease. It appears that he is still very much a top fan...I must disagree with Dr. Barrett's statement about the great war. I don't think it possible for fandom as a whole to isolate the two warring groups without causing vital damage to itself. After all, both groups make up a large percentage of the top fans, having their fingers in many pies all over the country. And the fight is not confined to New York alone, which is the tragic part. I think that no one will contradict my statement that for a permanent peace to be restored, one group will have to be destroyed, permanently! The hatred, for such it is, is too strong to permit of any other solution. Check me on this, but I have been very intimate with one group, and know how the members feel. And it is very evident how the other side feels...All in all, this issue is very good, and I (Gertie, too) want the next issue to be out soon. ~~ See you co-eds in Chicago." From the Punitentiary in San Bernardino Cal a HAGGARD inmate rites: "Dear Voz: My first impression of yr Apr No. sent tremrs of apprehension thru me. As I opned the missle an inner voz seemed to be speaking: ~~' This time it's beat u to it. There's that bookworm again!' ~~ But no, twarn't. I c yur scheme now. It's to preserve it unto eternity. U hoped that the illustration would act as a scarecrow for books, or should I hav said scareworm. It's horribly beautiful. Reminds me of the time the cat dcided to have catlets in a box of my manuscripts, and did. ~~ No, I give up. I can't ackermanese. So I'll drop back to a discussion of that issue, but to give it that different taint which so many fan magazines strive for (taint it so?) I'll take the angle of the bookworm on the cover, who very obviously is making ready to devour the entire contents. ~~ Mr. I Gotta Grouch was tough chewing, and it was here I encountered the first staple. it Tuckered me out, but my appetite was far from appeased. Dave McElwair proved a delectable morsel. And he was english stew. Ed Gilbert's shorthand was devoured, and makes fine flavoring, served by Joe Fortier and his pacificoaster. There was something familiar about the Arthur Widmer, Jr. serving, and after chewing reflectively I recognized him as an old friend. And the next thing on the menu was Trudy wonderful. Then, fellow worms, did I take that epistle from down under by Alan P. Roberts. Or did I. Just like Dewey took Vanilla. After panning puns, he became punny. Sounds phoney. ~~ Wright now I began to feel full, after I had Comet the next later. Then Rathbone offered his serving, a substitute of Latin soup. He offered Esperanto. And reminds me of that Universalanguage someone suggested of using musical tones for alphabets. Justthink of the tone it would add to alphabet soup operas. Speer's offering was Nazi but nice, and anyone could C. Clark was all right but I must have Miske something around here or was it something I saw Bok there in those pages. Gep- right up-son (take the foot of the class) and see what the Doc will order. Gilbert helped out by placing flowers at the head of the table. I guess Himmin Travis can act as pall-bearers. ~~Good Knight, does this have to continue. Well, anywho it's Templetime and another bookworm signing off. ~~ Yours phonetically." The Great Pensman, father of the "Gray Lensman", speaks: "Dear Sirs, ladies, co-eds, and what-have-you: - Have you gone completely nuts, or have I? ~~ Possibly only a rhetorical question, and certainly of only academic interest. I have been going to write to you-all ever since I-don't-know-when---pretty nearly every time I get one of your ebullient effusions; but the mess I got today broke up the old lethargy no little. ~~ What, may I diffidently ask, is the rime or reason underlying the publication of 'STF STICKERS STATIONERY SUCH-STUFFERY' thatyou inflicted upon an unsuspecting public this time? I read it from cover to cover, but I'll be damned if I could get the hang of the story. The plot, it seemed to me, was weak, the ending stereotyped and conventional, the action strained (like Gerber's baby food), and the continuity very rough. To paraphrase the old black crow, 'Who cares about that?' And, 'Even if it was good, I wouldn't like it.' ~~ Oh death, where is they sting? One week I get a copy of Shangri-La (What does that mean, by the way?) announcing the discontinuance of VOM and all the satellites --- then the happy celebration of the event (it would take more