The office was on a mostly residential side street. It did not look professional, and for a moment he doubted he was in the right place.

By the way, I hate horror yarns. Tough, but there is nothing to be done about it. You might start your own zine, if you want horror stories. Or send your manuscripts to SHIVERS or one of the other fanzines specializing in that branch of fantasy. This is a stfanzine.

Clear your coil of kinkings Into perfect plaiting, Locking loops and linkings Interpenetrating. Why should a man benighted, beduped, befooled, besotted, Call knotful knittings plighted, Not knotty but beknotted?

[…] there are now 98 officers of that rank who have been passed over one or more times, most of whom have little prospect of being picked up by future selection boards but will await only the completion of 21 years' service before going on the retired list.