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Peter Poulton : Future Science Fiction Nov. 1951

Future - Men and women both wearing transparent spacesuits - Well done Future!

ED EMSHWILLER - art for June 1957 Super-science Fiction

Robert Silverberg’s “World of a Thousand Colors” headlines Super-Science Fiction Vol. 1 (June which opens like this: “When Jolvar Hollinrede discovered that the slim.

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The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, Feb. cover by Ed Emshwiller

Super Science Stories “Day of the Comet” (July 1940)

1940 Super Science Stories, comic book cover art pulp retro futurism back to the future tomorrow tomorrowland space planet age sci-fi airship steampunk dieselpunk alien aliens martian martians BEMs BEM's

Startling Stories (1946-Spring) - Other Eyes Watching - Pulp Fiction Cover, Earle Bergey (1901-1952)

Startling Stories - Other Eyes Watching - Pulp Fiction Cover, Earle Bergey

Amazing Stories (Apr 1949) The woman seems to be saying "Fight to the death, you alien scum!"

Amazing Stories (Apr The woman seems to be saying "Fight to the death, you alien scum!

The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction (Nov. 1955), cover by Ed Emshwiller

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The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction (Nov. cover by Ed Emshwiller

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Boasts very literary authors, like Franz Kafka and Ayn Rand, as well as a cover by Lawrence. From June, 1953.

Famous Fantastic Mysteries Combined with Fantastic Novels Magazine, June cover by Lawrence Sterne Stevens

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August 1970 Fawcett Gold Medal paperback original cover art by Robert McGinnis thriller with Earl Drake Seattle Mystery Bookshop

So there I sat with my eyes burning from hours of staring at the bright screen. I typed like my life depended on it desperate to express my fondness of the pulp of old and promote my stories still in the making. So despite the cramps in my fingers begging me to quit and the breeze coming in through the cracked window to my left I continued praying for the day my blog would get out there and my stories would be heard.

So there I sat with my eyes burning from hours of staring at the bright screen. I typed like my life depended on it desperate to express my fondness of the pulp of old and promote my stories still in the making. So despite the cramps in my fingers begging me to quit and the breeze coming in through the cracked window to my left I continued praying for the day my blog would get out there and my stories would be heard.

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