We are glad that so many readers seem glad to have the Eyrie back, and we'll try to print as many letters each issue as space will permit. But don't forget that even if we can't print them, we read them! We hadn't intended to bear too heavily on science fiction. In regard to the Wellman story, "Home to Mother" in March, for instance, it seemed to us more of a horror story than sf—but we could be wrong.
The Editor, WEIRD TALES
9 Rockefeller Plaza, New York 20, N. Y.
"The Shadow of Saturn." March issue. By E. Hoffmann Price.
I like it—a good yarn for a number of reasons—it's intriguing and it makes sense. "Wishing is an emotional muddle. Will is pure force." So much food for thought rests in the story. A whole way of life has been projected by Price.
It is the type of yarn from which the reader, each reader will experience in accordance with his capacity for penetration into his own personality and thought patterns. "One can't ever escape from oneself and from what one has made." How true. "You can't run away from what you've made for yourself." That is Wisdom.
I like what Price has to say about CHOICE. "The stars shape your personality and the pattern of your moods, your peaks of vitality and your depths of depression. But whether your mood will rule you, or you will rule it is a matter of choice."
In a way, this little yarn is a GREAT story.
(Mrs.) Ruth Dennis Pancera,
The Editor
WEIRD TALES
9 Rockefeller Plaza
New York 20, N. Y.
I've just finished reading the March issue, and don't know whether to kiss you or kick you. The stories were good, really enjoyable, but I want to scream and holler protests against the best ones. I mean, of course, Corn Dance, Two Face, and Home to Mother. They are three of the best science fiction stories I've read in a long time, but for Heaven's sake, what are they doing in WEIRD TALES? For 25 years, more or less, I've been reading WEIRD. I've rejoiced in the good years and been patient in the not-so-good ones, to the extent of a basement full of back numbers which I re-read from time to time. I know by now what I like and what I've enjoyed most from you in the past. Ghosties, ghoulies, unseen terrors, warlocks, witches, succubi, and baneful doom are all OK by me, but anti-gravs, blasters, and characters that have to learn all over again how to build a fire because they are so super-efficient they never knew how—Uh uh! Not for WEIRD TALES ... even when they're good I don't want them!
I'm very glad to see you reviving The Eyrie. I enjoy the comments of some of my fellow fen, that is, when they have something to say. I agree about these plus and minus lists, they make the fellows who submitted them sound so stuffed-shirty! Who gives a hoot anyway whether they think one story is an imaginary two points better than another! Either you like 'em or you don't. And I like 'em, especially The Tree's Wife, Shadow of Saturn, and Stay With Me.
Gertrude M. Carr,
3200 Harvard Avenue No.
The Editor
WEIRD TALES
9 Rockefeller Plaza
New York 20, N. Y.
WEIRD TALES for January, 1950 is generally poor. I liked "The Smiling Face"
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