Sometimes I feel stupid.
What, you say, only sometimes?
Yeah, laugh all you want.
Consider this – back in the ’90s I got myself a copy of Cawthorn & Moorcock’s Fantasy, the 100 Best Books. It was a great read, and an excellent tool for discovering new books to read.
I therefore started working through the list, checking out the books I already knew (about half of the list), and beginning a hunt for the remaining titles.
Of them all, one was so weird, I suspected for years the authors had simply made it up as a prank.
The book was Maurice Richardson‘s The Exploits of Engelbrecht – a 1950 collection of stories, it was supposedly (?) last published in 19771, and the basic reaction of book dealers, in those pre-Amazon years was something like
no way, man!
And when finally finding books online became easier, I discovered that Continue reading
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