The classic novel of non-Aristotelian logic and the coming race of supermenGrandmaster A. E. van Vogt was one of the giants of the 1940s, the Golden Age of classic SF. Of his masterpieces, The World of Null-A is his most famous and most influential. It was the first major trade SF hardcover ever, in 1949, and has been in print in various editions ever since. The entire careers of Philip K. Dick, Keith Laumer, Alfred Bester, Charles Harness, and Philip Jose Farmer were created or influenced by The World of Null-A, and so it is required reading for anyone who wishes to know the canon of SF classics.It is the year 2650 and Earth has become a world of non-Aristotelianism, or Null-A. This is the story of Gilbert Gosseyn, who lives in that future world where the Games Machine, made up of twenty-five thousand electronic brains, sets the course of people's lives. Gosseyn isn't even sure of his own identity, but realizes he has some remarkable abilities and sets out to use them to discover who has made him a pawn in an interstellar plot.Review"A. E. Van Vogt's early stories broke like claps of thunder through the science fiction field. Such novels as Slan, The Weapon Shops of Isher, and The World of Null-A, all were written with invention, dramatic impact, and a sense of breathless wonder that won him instant popularity" -- Jack Williamson"After more than half a century I can still recall the impact of his early stories". --Arthur C. Clarke"Interplanetary skullduggery in the year 2650. Gilbert Gosseyn has a pretty startling time of it before he gets to the root of things. Fine for addicts of science-fiction" --The New Yorker"One of those once-in-a-decade classics" --John W. Campbell"A. E. van Vogt was one of the first genre writers ever to publish an actual science fiction book, at a time when science fiction as a commercial publishing category did not yet exist, and almost all SF writers--even later giants such as Robert A. Heinlein--were able to publish novels only as serials in science fiction magazines. It's indicative of the prestige and popularity that van Vogt could claim at the time that he was one of the first authors to whom publishers would turn when taking the first tentative steps toward establishing science fiction as a viable publishing category. . . . Nobody, possibly with the exception of the Bester of The Stars My Destination, ever claim close to matching van Vogt for headlong, breakneck pacing, or for the electric, crackling paranoid tension with which he was capable of suffusing his work." --Gardner DozoisAbout the AuthorA. E. Van Vogt was a SFWA Grand Master. He was born in Canada and moved to the U.S. in 1944, by which time he was well-established as one of John W. Campbell's stable of writers for Astounding Science-Fiction. He lived in Los Angeles, California and died in 2000.

Book DescriptionWagon trains heading west were forced to defend themselves against Indians, cope with injuries and illness, and struggle to find food. The group of easterners Rock Bannon was scouting for faced another problem. They were being deceived. When he warned them to remain on the Humboldt Trail, Sharon Crockett and the others refused to listen. Mort Harper, a stranger riding a beautiful black mare, had dazzled them with his charm and good looks. The southern route was the best way to go, Harper told them. But best for whom? Bannon wondered. That route led straight to the Salt Lake Desert. The conditions would be brutal. And if Harper wasn’t steering them toward those deadly alkali flats, where were they headed? And what would happen once they got there?From the Paperback edition.From the PublisherRock Bannon rode a steel-dust stallion that was as stubborn and leather-tough as she was. Scouting for a wagon train full of high hopes, Rock saved the Eastern-bred settlers from a brutal Indian attack. But they paid him back with scorn when he advised against following a fast-talker neamed Morton Harper. Rock Bannon followed no man, so he left the settlers to their promised milk and honey--until they realized their mistake and had no one else to turn to. That's when Rock showed them what a real man was made of and, with a smoking rifle, fought to put down Harper's outlaw crew and to make peace in the virgin land that he called his home.

Frances Wingate is one of England’s most renowned archaeologists, having recently discovered a lost city in the Saharan desert. A woman who seems to have it all, Frances expertly balances her career with her four children and her lover, historian Karel Schmidt. But when Frances and Karel suddenly split, Frances throws herself into her work, finding along the way surprising connections to a family she had no idea she had. The Realms of Gold is "alive with ideas" (Anatole Broyard, The New York Times), a striking portrait of a woman searching for meaning and finding it in the most unlikely of places.

"He pulled her to him in a fierce, sweaty embrace, and breathed into her parted lips. Set it up for me to see them, honey. Do it for me and I'll ... take care of you ..."The set-up was cash—enough cash to kill for. But something went terribly wrong. And afterwards, blood had to pay for blood.

  Jess Matthews, a fully accredited American foreign correspondent, had come into the People’s Free Federal Republic in comfort on the Orient Express. But events had moved too swiftly in the Balkans and now he was trying to escape from that terrorized country by masquerading as a peasant driving a herd of goats.   He had come in alone. Going out -- if he was ever to get out -- he had company: Cora Lambert, a high-voltage American newspaper woman, who was equally in trouble. For Jess and Cora had learned a secret that could destroy Bulic, head of the dreaded Security Police, and to Bulic it was a choice of his life or theirs.   Jess had decided their only chance of survival was to head for the frontier at the border town of Skaro -- with the Security Police hot on their heels. Adventure piled on adventure, escape on hair-breadth escape. Mile by mile the two correspondents made their way toward the hoped-for lights of freedom, hiding in gutted farmhouses, riding in a Model T truck full of singing girls and, finally, creeping into the darkened graveyard above the brightly lit frontier river -- just short of safety. 

Set in Edwardian London, this is the absorbing story of the life-long conflict between the love and ambitions of unrepentant sinner John Marco.

From The Inside FlapA hanging party rules the badlands and a lone rider races for his life. Falsely accused of back-shooting a man as he stood sipping whiskey in a saloon, Matt Keelock takes on a posse of angry men with no more backup than his smoking Colt and a sure-footed horse. It's one against many--but there's a hundred twists to every trail as the posse suddenly finds the hunters have tumed into the hunted.

Abridged scan of Weird Tales volume 24 number 3 (September 1934). The pulp magazine's copyright was not renewed but "A Cloak From Messer Lando" by August Derleth was renewed individually and is still under copyright. Therefore, pages 390 to 392 have been redacted, along with some text on page 389. The remainder of the magazine is in the public domain.

Baumbach describes our grip on both the present and the future with What Comes Next. He brings alive the public and private faces of hostility and anxiety through Chris Steiner, a university student on the verge of losing everything, starting with his mind.

Four runaways, Mike, Peggy, Nora and Jack, find a secret hiding place—a deserted island on a lovely lake. They build a willow-tree house, make their beds of heather and bracken, and grow their own vegetables. And Jack even manages to bring his cow, Daisy, and some hens to the island for fresh milk and eggs every day! But one day invaders come to the secret island...

When spirited Kate Warrender embarks on a dangerous impersonation she puts her family and home in jeopardy. In this enthralling new regency novel, first published in 1977, Jane Aiken Hodge, master of romance, sets the head-spinning love entanglements against the perils of England on the brink of revolution.

The world’s energy was limited… and with overpopulation and a high level of technology, the Power Board had virtually become the real government of the world. Power was rationed, it was guarded, it was sacred. Thus when three of the Power Board’s agents disappeared at sea, and there was evidence that something irregular was happening to the energy quota in that area, it was cause for real alarm.