Fredric Brown

He had no name, no language, no friends. He had not been born and he could not multiply. He had just 'Happened' - an accidental…

"HE" was really an "IT" He was incapable of love or mercy, or hate. And he certainly never felt the lack. He was almost pure…

THEY WERE GREEN, THEY WERE LITTLE, THEY WERE BALD AS BILLIARD BALLS AND THEY WERE EVERYWHERE! Luke Devereaux was a science fiction writer, holed up…

Starduster Yes, I'm Max Andrews. I'm one of the guys who fought and bled and worked to get to Mars. I figure what I gave…

BUG-EYED MONSTERS ON BROADWAY Pulp SF magazine editor Keith Winton was answering a letter from a teenage fan when the first moon rocket fell back…