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Contents

Introduction

7

Damien Broderick

T he L ipton Village Society

14

Lucy Sussex

T im e and flowers

29

Anthony Peacey

A step in any direction

43

Timothy Dell

T he way she smiles, the things she says

Greg Egan

M r Lockwood’s narrative

62

Yvonne Rousseau

Glass Reptile Breakout

75

Russell Blackford

After the Beowulf expedition

92

Norman Lalbot

Precious Bane

103

Gerald Murnane

T he ballad of Hilo Hill

112

Cherry Wilder

T he elixir operon

132

David Foster

T he sanctuary tree

151

John Playford

O n the nursery floor

164

George Turner

C aveA m antem

193

Carmel Bird

Jagging

198

Anthony Peacey

T he Interior

226

Damien Broderick

Notes on contributors

235

Introduction

©

DAMIEN BRODERICK

Here is an odd fact. I encourage you to marvel at it:

Not until twenty years ago (when I was only slightly younger

than I am today) was the first mass-market sf collection by an Australian published in Australia.

Why is this surprising? Well, after all, science fiction was hardly

brand-new, in the world at large, twenty years ago. H. G. Wells, its

major innovator, had been dead since 1946. Hiroshima and

Nagasaki, by 1965, were already ash two decades past. So was the

fabled American Golden Age of sf.

Indeed, at that very moment the New Wave of rebellion against

Golden Age science fiction was beginning to roil in Britain. Brian

Aldiss and Cordwainer Smith and Samuel R, Delany and Tom

Disch were recasting the nature of the genre. And we in Australia

were . . . what? Sending out our first collection to sniff the air. (As

it chanced, this novelty was a small pulpy gathering of my own

small inept stories.)

Since the late fifties, of course, other fledgling professionals —

John Baxter, David Boutland, Stephen Cook, Lee H arding and

Wynne Whiteford — had placed sf stories abroad. An adopted son,

Captain A. Bertram Chandler, had been active in the dreaded

Golden Age itself. Still earlier we’d had Erie Cox’s Out of the Silence

and M. Barnard Eldershaw’s Tomorrow and Tomorrow (recently

republished uncut). But sf was thin on our native ground.

By 1968 and 1971, John Baxter was still hardly overwhelmed in

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Introduction

his choices as he collected stories for his Pacific Books of SF.

Abruptly then, about a decade back, everything changed.

People date the change from AussieCon I in 1975, the first World

Science Fiction Convention held in the Antipodes (snatched from

its traditional custodians, I said grandly at the time in my anthology The Zeitgeist Machine, like the America’s Cup — as, years later, the America’s Cup was indeed to be snatched).

AussieCon was catalytic. It fetched here (with the aid of the

Literature Board of the Australia Council) Ursula Le Guin, Guest

of Honour, the world’s best sf writer. It built around her a most

remarkable writing workshop. Was some switch thrown at that

moment? Probably this is an illusion. Still, within a few years we

saw book after book of short stories (H arding’s 1978 Rooms of Paradise combining without embarrassment work from here and abroad), major novels of speculative fiction by George Turner, Lee

Harding, Gerald M urnane, Cherry Wilder and others, and the

emergence of several small specialist publishers (notably Norstrilia

Press and, more recently. Ebony Books) whose dedication has been

to get this work out into the light of day, not always without cost to

themselves.

(Non-genre speculative fiction has also appeared, happily, from

Glenda Adams,