By Stanley G. Weinbaum
The Golden Age of technological know-how Fiction Megapacks are designed to introduce readers to vintage technological know-how fiction writers who could rather be forgotten.
Stanley Grauman Weinbaum (1902-1935) was once an American technology fiction author. His profession in technological know-how fiction was once brief yet influential. His first tale, A Martian Odyssey, was once released to nice (and enduring) acclaim in July 1934, yet he will be useless from lung melanoma inside of eighteen months.
About the Megapacks
Over the previous couple of years, our “Megapack” sequence of booklet anthologies has proved to be one in all our hottest endeavors. (Maybe it is helping that we occasionally supply them as rates to our mailing list!) One query we maintain getting requested is, “Who’s the editor?”
The Megapacks (except the place particularly credited) are a bunch attempt. each person at Wildside works on them. This contains John Betancourt, Mary Wickizer Burgess, Sam Cooper, Carla Coupe, Steve Coupe, Bonner Menking, Colin Azariah-Kribbs, Robert Reginald. A. E. Warren, and lots of of Wildside’s authors… who frequently recommend tales to incorporate (and not only their own!)
• The darkish Other
• A Martian Odyssey
• Valley of Dreams
• The Ideal
• Pygmalion’s Spectacles
• The Worlds of If
• The aspect of View
• Shifting Seas
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