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Podcast from Greywater

A million years ago when dinosaurs roamed the earth and I looked more or less like the guy in the picture there, (1972, actually), I took a train down from Chicago, where I was living and working at the time, to Kansas City. There, at the very first KC science fiction convention, MidAmericaCon (not to be confused with the later worldcon, MidAmericon), I met Howard Waldrop. H'ard and I had been corresponding for almost a decade, since the fall of 1963, when I bought a copy of BRAVE AND BOLD #28 from him for a quarter. But he lived in Texas, and I lived in New Jersey, and never the twain had met.

Till KC.

We were both fledgling sf writers at the time, each of us with a few short story sales under our belt. When we met, we did what fledgling writers often did in those days: we decided to write a story together. We actually left the Playboy Club atop the con hotel to begin it. (Probably just as well. Beers were real expensive up there, I recall -- a whole quarter).

We only wrote a few pages at the con, but we kept at it afterwards, sending the manuscript back and forth, until it was done. "Men of Greywater Station," we called it. Pretty much everybody in the field rejected it until it finally got to the lowest paying magazine, where it was purchased and, finally, published. The readers seemed to like it well enough.

Howard and I remain close friends to this day, but we never collaborated again. Our styles were just too different. But it was fun doing it once.

And now, all these years later, it's been done as a podcast by Starship Sofa:


Check it out for yourself. It's free, and I thought they did a nice job.


Jun. 13th, 2015 01:47 am (UTC)
Helluva Picture/Helluva Fevred Dreamer
It took me two days to register on Live Journal (gotta love the internet) just to leave you this little message. First, WOW, I didn't even recognize the young man in that picture, I wonder if it's because of the missing cap? Thank you for sharing it with us. I also wanted to thank you for sharing the interesting tidbit about the writing of your story "Men of Greywater Station" with Howard Waldrop. Reading that name and the good memories it triggered for me is what lead me to register and write this lil' internet post to you.

Seeing the name Howard Waldrop........lead me to instantly think the phrase "A helluva writer, a helluva friend, and a fevered dreamer if ever there was one." Ok, well, I cheated a little and used my old, yellowed paperback version of Fevre Dream to confirm the EXACT wording, but I knew instantaneously that this was the person to whom you dedicated Fevre Dream. The good memories that name and remembered phrasing brought me has lead me here to thank you for it all.

I had peeked in to look for word of ASOIAF, TWOW, and anything of interest, and instead......the name Howard Waldrop reminded me of my teens and my youth, of a fevered, all night read of a novel, and of my gratitude to you for my LOVE OF BYRON, not Bryon. For all those memories, and for all the books, and for the fevred dreaming, I truly thank you.

As you wrestle with Young Kong and the internet, surrounded by puppies, just remember, there are many out there who are appreciative for both the work and for all it makes us feel.

Good Luck and Don't let the internet crazies get to you.
Thanks again and enjoy.

Edited to correct the name Byron, George Gordon, Lord Byron. I guess my spelling errors in the post show.....that I was a-roving, so late into the night ;)

Edited at 2015-06-13 09:51 pm (UTC)


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