CT> form.  It makes me wonder just how Harlan Ellison does it.  He
 CT> seems to be brimming with confidence that no matter what
 CT> happens, he can still write a salable story.  Maybe one
 CT> day....
 CJ> He seems to have slowed down.  I'm only mildly aware of what's
 CJ> new in sf over the past few years, but I can't think of
 CJ> anything. Maybe I'm out of touch, or maybe he's writing
 CJ> screenplays.  Maybe he's rich enough that he's no longer
 CJ> hungry?  He's got laurels enough to rest on.
 CJ> Sally, do you know?
He and his first wife, Charlotte, came to visit me in Chicago in
1956 or so. He was then in the army stationed at Fort Knox. They
had spent every dime they had and needed money to get back to the
base on time. He sat down at eight in the morning and wrote a
story. Around noon I drove him to the Near North Side where Playboy
was then located. I waited in the car. He was back in ten minutes
having sold the story for an amount that boggled my mind ($500 I
think -- large money in the days when sf magazines were paying a
penny a word). On such experiences does confidence rest.
I suspect he is not very hungry now but I haven't talked to him
about it. When we talk it is mostly of old friends.
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