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Sci-Fic Variety, issue 4 and issue 5, December 1941 and March 1942
Sci-Fic Issue 5
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SCI-FIC VARIETY published by FAPA-chalantly Bob Tucker number five March 1943 Not that you are interested, but we have more or less decided upon this as our permanent front-page format. Thank you. Pass on please, tot he next paragraph below. The doldrums hit us. You know what they are. You are undergoing the malady known as "fanus doldrumus" when: (1) you liesurely amble to the postoffice, open the little door and extract several letters and fanzines therefrom, exclaiming "oh. some mail, eh?" in a tepid voice. (2) the fanzines are brightly colored and include several items of material by or concerning you, and you say, "oh. there's my name." in very bored tones. (3) you open the mail. slowly read it, file it and go out for a beer. That is the doldrums. We had 'em. We've still got 'em. They hit us every so many years, altho their smaller counterpart, the semi-doldrums visit our typewriter each Spring. Perhaps you know them. You don't want to do nothing except prove the theory of the Tse-Tse fly, look at picture books, look at girls, idly wonder where you can pick up a bit of change, speculate on ten and fifteen cent beers, sleep, stare at people passing, and continue to file incoming letters away in the desk to be "answered sometime." That's us. So now YOU know why YOU haven't had a letter from us since last (winter) (autumn) (summer) .... We don't rightly know what brought us from hibernation at this time. Evans might have caused it. We stenciled and printed the sheet in this mailing which is on paper identical to this. Some of the things he mentioned aroused us. We almost forgot we wern't editing LeZ and several times caught ourselves at the point of inserting editorial cracks. EEE raves about Smith. Just about every fan in Michigan raves about Smith the way the Democrats rave about FDR. Smith is something extraordinary in the way of authors. He isn't the type that attends a club meeting so visiting fans can get his autograph and vote him an honorary member. He's the type that squats beside you on the floor, eating cold chicken in his fingers, reading Jack Woodford's books so he can find out how to write, carrying on a conversation something like this: "Well, Pong, as one big shot author to another, is there any truth to the rumor that . . . . etc. . . . . " We are having an awful time with fanzines and prozines. The first week in February we received a shipment of fanzines from Australia dated September and October, last year. (*) Julius Moneybags Unger is another party who causes us much weeping. We can't seem to get FFF weekly anymore. Now and then a few isolated issues will appear, minus photos. No attempt at a weekly mailing whatsoever. (*) And the prozines Future , Sci Fic Quarterly, Stirring Science . . . none can be had in this town of 32,000 population. I have heard a rumor that Stirring is back with us, but I have yet to see it, despite a subscription to the magazine I am supposed to hold. Not to mention money layed out for Cosmit. Oh to add that most of them are science fiction fans. Couldn't he have done something magnificent with fandom, tho? There is no truth to the rumor that kibitzers are running these rumor gags into the ground by using them as mere space fillers.
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SCI-FIC VARIETY published by FAPA-chalantly Bob Tucker number five March 1943 Not that you are interested, but we have more or less decided upon this as our permanent front-page format. Thank you. Pass on please, tot he next paragraph below. The doldrums hit us. You know what they are. You are undergoing the malady known as "fanus doldrumus" when: (1) you liesurely amble to the postoffice, open the little door and extract several letters and fanzines therefrom, exclaiming "oh. some mail, eh?" in a tepid voice. (2) the fanzines are brightly colored and include several items of material by or concerning you, and you say, "oh. there's my name." in very bored tones. (3) you open the mail. slowly read it, file it and go out for a beer. That is the doldrums. We had 'em. We've still got 'em. They hit us every so many years, altho their smaller counterpart, the semi-doldrums visit our typewriter each Spring. Perhaps you know them. You don't want to do nothing except prove the theory of the Tse-Tse fly, look at picture books, look at girls, idly wonder where you can pick up a bit of change, speculate on ten and fifteen cent beers, sleep, stare at people passing, and continue to file incoming letters away in the desk to be "answered sometime." That's us. So now YOU know why YOU haven't had a letter from us since last (winter) (autumn) (summer) .... We don't rightly know what brought us from hibernation at this time. Evans might have caused it. We stenciled and printed the sheet in this mailing which is on paper identical to this. Some of the things he mentioned aroused us. We almost forgot we wern't editing LeZ and several times caught ourselves at the point of inserting editorial cracks. EEE raves about Smith. Just about every fan in Michigan raves about Smith the way the Democrats rave about FDR. Smith is something extraordinary in the way of authors. He isn't the type that attends a club meeting so visiting fans can get his autograph and vote him an honorary member. He's the type that squats beside you on the floor, eating cold chicken in his fingers, reading Jack Woodford's books so he can find out how to write, carrying on a conversation something like this: "Well, Pong, as one big shot author to another, is there any truth to the rumor that . . . . etc. . . . . " We are having an awful time with fanzines and prozines. The first week in February we received a shipment of fanzines from Australia dated September and October, last year. (*) Julius Moneybags Unger is another party who causes us much weeping. We can't seem to get FFF weekly anymore. Now and then a few isolated issues will appear, minus photos. No attempt at a weekly mailing whatsoever. (*) And the prozines Future , Sci Fic Quarterly, Stirring Science . . . none can be had in this town of 32,000 population. I have heard a rumor that Stirring is back with us, but I have yet to see it, despite a subscription to the magazine I am supposed to hold. Not to mention money layed out for Cosmit. Oh to add that most of them are science fiction fans. Couldn't he have done something magnificent with fandom, tho? There is no truth to the rumor that kibitzers are running these rumor gags into the ground by using them as mere space fillers.
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