The Greatest Kind of Gift

I *adore* sci-fi novels. Anything from the Victorian age to about 1965, and then in its own way, 1965-1985, and then you end up in the ’90s and it gets a bit cyberscifi and that’s great too, I love it all. BUT. There’s a kind of paperback that’s particularly close to my heart. And, for Christmas, I got a massive stack of them. See how beautiful?

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6 thoughts on “The Greatest Kind of Gift

  1. Cool! A lot of complete crud in that pile though…. J. Hunter Holly (ewww!) — haha. I’m also curious if anything Charles Eric Maine wrote is readable — another one of the perpetually average authors. The best books in that stack are probably the Heinlein and Clarke — and, I my opinion, that’s not saying much because both are rather overrated.

    Enjoy!

    • Couldn’t agree more – some of it’s atrocious! And some plain disturbing. But a couple of classics too, definitely – probably most excited by The Silver Locusts copy. I’ve read about half, but will continue to put my thoughts up on my goodreads, might make Maine next on the list!

      Cheers!

      • It is indeed – which was confusing because I’d just finished listening to Martian Chronicles as an audiobook, and then I was all excited to have another Bradbury to continue with, and then, then it was the same book again! Tch. But it’s a fine copy.

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