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When I started writing my first novel, ...And Call Me Conrad, they alw — Roger Zelazny

"When I started writing my first novel, ...And Call Me Conrad, they always say: "Write about what you know" and I said "Well, if I get a nice sort of combination SF and Fantasy with these resonances from Greek Mythology it might be pretty good. It would also give me a chance to start filling in my background on all those things I dont know much about but should if I want to be an SF writer." So I sat down and made a list of everything I felt I should know more about. Astrophysics, oceanography, marine biology, genetics... Then when Id finished the list I read one book in each of these areas. When Id finished I went back and read a second book until Id read ten books in each area. I thought that it wouldnt turn me into a terrific, fantastic expert but Id at least have enough material there to know if I was saying something wrong. And Id also know where to turn to get the information I want to make it right. While I was doing this, to keep the words and cheques flowing I wrote books involving mythology. And once I started picking up things involving astrophysics Id write stories that played with those sorts of things. So thats why I started out with mythology."
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Roger Zelazny
Roger Zelazny
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Roger Joseph Zelazny was an American fantasy and science fiction writer known for his short stories and novels focusing on mythology and various religions, best known for The Chronicles of Amber series. He won the Nebula Award three times and the Hugo Award six times, including two Hugos for novels: the serialized novel ...And Call Me Conrad (1965), subsequently published under the title This Immo

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