Editorial

Gil Williamson

With this issue, its tenth, Mythaxis has moved into double figures. And a fine edition it is, too.

We have another great story, a haunting one at that, from Les Sklaroff.

Martin Clark contributes a sequel - "All Avenues Closed" to the story he gave us in issue 9 - "Let Every Voice be Still".

Matthew Kirshenblatt delivers an atmospheric little story based on a missing chapter.

Tom Davies contributes a weird little nightmare.

My own modest effort about an unusual NIMBY situation now seems rather bland in comparison to the fevered imaginations of our other authors.

The issue is rounded off with two unconnected and separately contributed stories of personal development from Andrew Leon Hudson and Jonathan Joseph. When you read them you will understand why I felt compelled to head them with fragments from Hieronymous Bosch.

If you're thirsty for more, don't forget the Authors' Links page.

The heading illustration is my trusty old sliderule, vintage 1959. How on earth do you youngsters manage without 'em, eh? I remember an old pulp magazine cover showing a spacecraft under construction, with the chisel-featured, firm-jawed, muscular space engineer standing on the streamlined hull, consulting a slide rule. And it warns us of similar reverse anachronisms, such as William Gibson's early cyberspace novels, from which cellphones were singularly absent.

And, lacking any other suitable cartoon, I have made do with a couple of alternate captions from MCIOS (Mornington Crescent in Outer Space).

"Tonight, Matthew, I'm going to be Luciano Pavarotti..."

AND

A fart is a fart, no matter how much you sugarcoat it.