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Sun Spots, v. 3, issue 4, whole no. 12, November 1940
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November 1940. SUN SPOTS PAge 6. BRADFORD E. BAXTER [?] AUTHOR?? By Plotkin & de la Ree, Jr. Freeman Blashfield, Editor UNBELIEVABLE SCIENCE STORIES 3445 Bink Terrace, N.Y.C. Dear Sir: Just completed the July issue of USS, and think it's hot stuff, except for one thing; WHO DRAGGED IN BAXTER? He stinks! His story, if it could be so called, was all right, but why didn't he finish it? Just think, he left Aloysius Perriwinkle, the hero, stranded in the middle of a wet, sticky Venusian swamp. This thing must stop, or I'll stop buying your rotten mag! Your old pal? John B. Baskowitz John B. Baskowitz, Unbelievable Fantaseer, #34. "Did you print that on purpose?" Roared the fuming Mr.B.B. Baster, "Or were you just trying to be funny?" "Look here", you broken-down amateur,"screamed back the irate Blashfield. "You'll write better stuff than that. or you won't write at all. Another Perriwinkle story, and you'll be stranded worse than friend Perriwinkle ever was!" "But", remonstrated Baxter, "In the next of the series Perr---- "Now listen here you, I'll tell you once more, either that junk is out or you are. That's final. Now, sit down and write me a time travel story, and bring it in tomorrow morning. Make it about 10,00[0] words!" "What", screamed Baxter, "10,000 words by tomorrow. Who do you think I am, Superman?" "Superman or not", explained Blashfield, "Get that story in--and it had better be good!"The receiver went down with a bang, and Baxter got up holding his ear. "The old buzzard", he muttered, "How does he expect me to write a good story in 10 hours?In thefirst place I haven't got a typewriter ribbon, and in the second place it wouldn't do me much good if I did, since the finance company took my typewriter away yesterday. Ph well, I guess I'll have to write it in long hand. At least I can write Say, coming to think of it, I don't know the first thing about time travel, but I can't tell Blashfield that or I'll be caned! Oh well, I'll have to make the best of it." "Now let me see, in all the time travel stories I've read the hero steps into a machine, turns a dial, and he's in the past or future. But I have to make my story different. Hummm, what shall I do? I've got it! I'll have my hero stay in the rpesent. But no, then it wouldn't be time travel. Oh dear, I just can't write a time travel story. I'll call up Mr. Blashfield and tell him...Hello, opperator, give me Bink 51115." "Hello", purred the editors annoyed voice. "Hello Mr. Blashfield, this is Baxter talking." "What the idea of getting me out of bed,"exploded the editor. I though I told you to write a story." Continued on page [7?]
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November 1940. SUN SPOTS PAge 6. BRADFORD E. BAXTER [?] AUTHOR?? By Plotkin & de la Ree, Jr. Freeman Blashfield, Editor UNBELIEVABLE SCIENCE STORIES 3445 Bink Terrace, N.Y.C. Dear Sir: Just completed the July issue of USS, and think it's hot stuff, except for one thing; WHO DRAGGED IN BAXTER? He stinks! His story, if it could be so called, was all right, but why didn't he finish it? Just think, he left Aloysius Perriwinkle, the hero, stranded in the middle of a wet, sticky Venusian swamp. This thing must stop, or I'll stop buying your rotten mag! Your old pal? John B. Baskowitz John B. Baskowitz, Unbelievable Fantaseer, #34. "Did you print that on purpose?" Roared the fuming Mr.B.B. Baster, "Or were you just trying to be funny?" "Look here", you broken-down amateur,"screamed back the irate Blashfield. "You'll write better stuff than that. or you won't write at all. Another Perriwinkle story, and you'll be stranded worse than friend Perriwinkle ever was!" "But", remonstrated Baxter, "In the next of the series Perr---- "Now listen here you, I'll tell you once more, either that junk is out or you are. That's final. Now, sit down and write me a time travel story, and bring it in tomorrow morning. Make it about 10,00[0] words!" "What", screamed Baxter, "10,000 words by tomorrow. Who do you think I am, Superman?" "Superman or not", explained Blashfield, "Get that story in--and it had better be good!"The receiver went down with a bang, and Baxter got up holding his ear. "The old buzzard", he muttered, "How does he expect me to write a good story in 10 hours?In thefirst place I haven't got a typewriter ribbon, and in the second place it wouldn't do me much good if I did, since the finance company took my typewriter away yesterday. Ph well, I guess I'll have to write it in long hand. At least I can write Say, coming to think of it, I don't know the first thing about time travel, but I can't tell Blashfield that or I'll be caned! Oh well, I'll have to make the best of it." "Now let me see, in all the time travel stories I've read the hero steps into a machine, turns a dial, and he's in the past or future. But I have to make my story different. Hummm, what shall I do? I've got it! I'll have my hero stay in the rpesent. But no, then it wouldn't be time travel. Oh dear, I just can't write a time travel story. I'll call up Mr. Blashfield and tell him...Hello, opperator, give me Bink 51115." "Hello", purred the editors annoyed voice. "Hello Mr. Blashfield, this is Baxter talking." "What the idea of getting me out of bed,"exploded the editor. I though I told you to write a story." Continued on page [7?]
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