My theory was that what I had to do was make a study of human behavior.
From A. E. van Vogt
Recruiting Station was a story that came as the result of many anxious awakenings during many nights.
I don't recall having any self-awareness about the intricacy of my stories.
It's difficult for me to feel that a solid page without the breakups of paragraphs can be interesting. I break mine up perhaps sooner than I should in terms of the usage of the English language.
It came about as follows: over the years when I was involved in dianetics, I wrote the beginnings of many stories. I would get an idea, and then write the beginning, and then never touch it again.
Chum was a British boy's weekly which, at the end of the year was bound into a single huge book; and the following Christmas parents bought it as Christmas presents for male children.
The encouragement I got from Campbell was a quick check and praise. Once the Space Beagle was launched on its mission, it seemed natural for it to breed additional thoughts.
You have to remember that I was a bright but simple fellow from Canada who seldom, if ever, met another writer, and then only a so-called literary type that occasionally sold a story and meanwhile worked in an office for a living.
In a sense, there's a great truth to that, but, also I was a great reader.
Well, first of all, going off with dianetics was based upon a thought of mine.
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