Cats Sleep on SFF:
West of the Sun

Mark R. Kelly has been probing for books to consider for his next Black Gate column.

For Edgar Pangborn, I thought to start with his first, West Of The Sun, which I have a copy of, now sitting on my table where my cat, Potsticker, is lying, stretched out in the Bay Area heat.

And looking through my stacks, I realize I have the Old Earth Books edition, courtesy Michael J. Walsh  from nearly 20 years ago. And Potsticker is sitting up.


Photos of your felines resting on genre works are welcome. Send to mikeglyer (at) cs (dot) com

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West of the Sun

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