By Harry Harrison
Fifty tales for 50 years!A collection-and celebration-of the paintings of Harry HarrisonFrom his first sale in 1950 on, Harry Harrison has been one of many technology fiction world's inventive dynamos, operating in each subgenre of the sphere, continually bursting with provocative rules. Parodic one second, critical the following, Harrison has been known as by means of Brian Aldiss "one of the few authors able to wearing the outdated energy of prior days ahead right into a new epoch."On the party of his 50th anniversary as a qualified author, Harrison has accrued jointly fifty of his top stories-one for every year-along with large notes and introductory fabric. 50 in 50 is without delay a memoir, a compendium of an interesting physique of labor, and a glance on the heritage of technology fiction within the moment 1/2 the 20 th century.
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