Discouraging days. Martin McGrath, fluently and rather wittily, decapitates Land of the Headless in the bsfa journal, Vector, with a scimitar-swinging review that begins by invoking not so much a clever albatross as a clever roc, and goes on to find, well, nothing to like about the book at all. His main charge is that the novel fails as satire. I didn’t mean it to be a satire; but that, somehow, only makes the critique more discouraging. Ah well.

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