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FLING (first, maybe last) September 1945 Vanguard
One of Shaw's Futopian Publications 313W4NYC14
THE ZOUND AND THE FURY
Step aside, Emden: Fling is an eleventh hour publication that is an eleventh hour publication. An hour or so ago, realizing that I'd be damned if I didn't have a magazine in this mailing, I decided I'd be damned if I didn't have a magazine in this mailing. This is not the magazine that I startled everyone with the decision to publish then--I decided that that one would be too much trouble for the amount of appreciation it would receive in Vanguard. Maybe I'll publish it later anyway, but for the present I've dug up several bits of flug, flong and fluff and flung them into a publication whose title I've had in mind for some time. 
Of time and the drivel: This is going to be the shortest review of an apa mailing I have ever written. Even if I didn't have to rush to meet the deadline, it's be brief; I simply can't remember much about what appeared in the last bundle, which went on the scrap-heap several weeks ago. I trust you will bear with my briefness. (Trust, hell, Shaw; you know damn well they will!) I enjoyed Discrete and Temper! most. The former's format was forbidding in the extreme, but there was plenty of good stuff in it. I didn't care for the cover or most of the poetry, but "Basil and the Lion" was even better than the first time I read it, and Emden's "In Discretions" are always enjoyable. Judy is successful in getting a good deal of her personality into the mag, and the Zissman personality is, of course, terrific. Both of her covers were nice. She forgot to mention whose pipes she was advertising in "Genus: Pipe-Smoker" and "Gansevoort St." left me rather puzzled, but on the whole it was a darned good mag. The editors of Modern Concept and A Dangerous Thing ought to combine their efforts. Between them they might be able to turn out a good-looking and at least reasonably amusing job. Watson and Ebey were a pair of jerks to turn Sappho from a well-nigh perfectly mimeod magazine into a mediocrely printed one. Particularly, whoever was responsible for all them italic ought to be shot; they may look well from across a room, but they're not meant to be read. Naturally, Michel's poem was great stuff, but most of the tripe was tripe. Nothing about Renascence was as good as it should have been. In spite of the effort I know went into the format, both Tumbrils and Agenbite were much nicer looking. The material bored me, except for Doc's record reviews--which were too numerous for the size of the magazine, however. I've said all I intend to about Tumbrils and Agenbite. Fan-tods: Nohow, Norm? Extra special Zound: And Bah, humbug! too, to people who call things like this editorials.

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FLING (first, maybe last) September 1945 Vanguard One of Shaw's Futopian Publications 313W4NYC14 THE ZOUND AND THE FURY Step aside, Emden: Fling is an eleventh hour publication that is an eleventh hour publication. An hour or so ago, realizing that I'd be damned if I didn't have a magazine in this mailing, I decided I'd be damned if I didn't have a magazine in this mailing. This is not the magazine that I startled everyone with the decision to publish then--I decided that that one would be too much trouble for the amount of appreciation it would receive in Vanguard. Maybe I'll publish it later anyway, but for the present I've dug up several bits of flug, flong and fluff and flung them into a publication whose title I've had in mind for some time. Of time and the drivel: This is going to be the shortest review of an apa mailing I have ever written. Even if I didn't have to rush to meet the deadline, it's be brief; I simply can't remember much about what appeared in the last bundle, which went on the scrap-heap several weeks ago. I trust you will bear with my briefness. (Trust, hell, Shaw; you know damn well they will!) I enjoyed Discrete and Temper! most. The former's format was forbidding in the extreme, but there was plenty of good stuff in it. I didn't care for the cover or most of the poetry, but "Basil and the Lion" was even better than the first time I read it, and Emden's "In Discretions" are always enjoyable. Judy is successful in getting a good deal of her personality into the mag, and the Zissman personality is, of course, terrific. Both of her covers were nice. She forgot to mention whose pipes she was advertising in "Genus: Pipe-Smoker" and "Gansevoort St." left me rather puzzled, but on the whole it was a darned good mag. The editors of Modern Concept and A Dangerous Thing ought to combine their efforts. Between them they might be able to turn out a good-looking and at least reasonably amusing job. Watson and Ebey were a pair of jerks to turn Sappho from a well-nigh perfectly mimeod magazine into a mediocrely printed one. Particularly, whoever was responsible for all them italic ought to be shot; they may look well from across a room, but they're not meant to be read. Naturally, Michel's poem was great stuff, but most of the tripe was tripe. Nothing about Renascence was as good as it should have been. In spite of the effort I know went into the format, both Tumbrils and Agenbite were much nicer looking. The material bored me, except for Doc's record reviews--which were too numerous for the size of the magazine, however. I've said all I intend to about Tumbrils and Agenbite. Fan-tods: Nohow, Norm? Extra special Zound: And Bah, humbug! too, to people who call things like this editorials.