It’s a book that manages to impart to me the same thrills that Stormbringer did when I first read it. My love for and fascination with his work continued right down to the present, and so I am thrilled to report that his newest installment in the Elric saga finds the Grand Master at the top of his game. If you had catalogued the authors I loved best during this time, you would have seen many familiar names: Norton, Heinlein, Dick, Ballard, Delany, Zelazny, Aldiss, Simak, Asimov, Sturgeon-and Michael Moorcock. Jo Walton captures some of the same sensations in Among Others. But that period from 1965 to 1975 was unique in my private biblio-history. To be sure, I had encountered some types of SF prior to 1965 ( Tom Swift, for instance), and, likewise, I continued to read heavily in the field after my college awakening to the charms of mainstream and slipstream classics. In that interval I read hundreds of hardcore, genre-centric SF and fantasy novels and collections, sometimes two a day (books were smaller then), imprinting on modern SF/F/H and building my understanding of it. Jones’s The Year When Stardust Fell, to the moment in 1975 when a college professor told me I could read Gravity’s Rainbow for extra credit. My personal Golden Age of SF lasted a decade: from the moment in 1965 (I was ten) when I discovered Raymond F.
The legendary quip asserting that “The Golden Age of science fiction is thirteen” needs to be modified in my case, and, I suspect, in the case of many other readers. The Citadel of Forgotten Myths, Michael Moorcock ( Saga 978-1982199807, hardcover, 336pp, $28.99) December 2022.
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