Fritz Leiber

i.e. one for each story plus one to speculate about THEE VAST OVERARCHING PROJECT OF THEE SLUGLORDS. (or whatever.)

that sounds great if you guys are down with it! OK

I tried to revisit his stuff last week by looking at it in library anthologies but I kept getting sandbagged by openings like this:

Come in, Phy, and make yourself comfortable."

The melllow voice- and the suddenly dilating doorway- caught the general secretary of the World playing with a blob of greenish gasoid, squeezing it in his fist and watching it ooze between his fingers in spatulate tendrils that did not dissipate."

The other Fritz Leiber thread, where some of us said exactly what we said on this thread.

Anyway, I can't really keep up with the sluglords- by the time I post to one thread they do a hyperspace jump to one for the following week.

"spatulate" !

I looked it up- it means "leaf-shaped." I thought it would have meant "spatula-shaped."

i enjoyed the leiber slugs podcast, looking forward to listening to the other ones!

hey guys, no offense, but one tech note...when i had the volume up loud enough to hear all the talking (and occasional trailing off), some of those sound effect interludes were just piercing.

Yeah, I had a similar problem.

Spatulate

the novel-length lankhmar is my favourite -- eg the one where emperor glipkerio is

*SPOILERS ALERT*

a: freaked out by a single female pubic hair placed on his pillow!
b: commits suicide by jumping into a lead sarcophagus poised on a slipway down into the sea -- a sea so deep the coffin doesn't go all the way to the bottom but comes to rest at a midway bouyancy point, the lead pressed down on glipkerio so as to finelymould his features

That's 'Swords of Lankhmar' - absolute classic. Always imagined Glipkerio as John Hurt's Caligula. The whole Lankhmar series is great: grown-up, literate and very, very perverse.

But no, Silver Eggheads isn't very good at all, and folk upthread seem to have been remarkably unlucky in hitting his less worthwhile writing. Fritz was a troubled alcoholic who wrote to support himself, which doesn't make for quality control. But when he's really on, he's incomparable, the writer I go back to whenever I'm jaded - picking up 'The Green Millennium' prompted me to search out this thread. My other tip would be 'Our Lady of Darkness', my favorite horror novel, set in decadent 70's San Francisco.