Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
Friday, February 20, 2009
It's Not Dead...It's Just Pining for the Fjords...
Darwin's Evolutions has "morphed" from being a webzine to a free-content blogzine. Blog, blogzine, webzine...poootaaaaato, poootaaaayyytoe...
No comments:
Post a Comment