Science fiction is like one of those bohemian neighborhoods that get gentrified and rent-rified until you can’t recognize the old hood any more. The low-class genre writers who learned their trade at Star Trek conventions get displaced by literary writers represented by Andrew Wylie, and before you know it, the whole precinct has gone respectable. If Ph…
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