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Valley of Dreams
Valley of Dreams
Valley of Dreams
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In this sequel to 'A Martian Odyssey,' Stanley G. Weinbaum paints a vivid picture of a Mars that never was. Join Dick Jarvis and “Frenchy” Leroy as they explore an ancient Martian city and make unexpected discoveries.
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Release dateFeb 27, 2016
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Valley of Dreams
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Stanley G. Weinbaum

Né dans le Kentucky en 1902, Stanley G. Weinbaum étudie le génie chimique à l'université du Wisconsin à Milwaukee, mais n'en sort pas diplômé, non plus que Charles A. Lindbergh, qu’il y côtoie. À la suite d'un pari, Weinbaum passe un examen à la place d'un ami et est découvert ; il refuse de réintégrer l'université en 1923. À Milwaukee, il participe aux réunions des Milwaukee Fictioneers, un groupe d'écrivains parmi lesquels Robert Bloch, Ralph Milne Farley, Raymond Palmer, qui fut plus tard rédacteur en chef d'Amazing. Sa carrière littéraire est courte, mais influente. La plupart de ses nouvelles sont publiées dans les années trente par Astounding, Wonder Stories Magazine, ou le fanzine Fantasy Magazine. Il écrit également plusieurs romans de science-fiction ou de fantastique : La Flamme Noire (publié en 1939), Le Nouvel Adam, et Le Cerveau Fou, ainsi que plusieurs romances dont une seule, The Lady Dances, fut jamais publiée. Il meurt d’un cancer du poumon le 14 décembre 1935, âgé de 33 ans.

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    Valley of Dreams - Stanley G. Weinbaum

    Valley of Dreams

    by Stanley G. Weinbaum

    ©2021 Positronic Publishing

    Valley of Dreams is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, locales or institutions is entirely coincidental.

    All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission except for brief quotations for review purposes only.

    ISBN 13: 978-1-5154-0456-9

    Valley of Dreams

    by Stanley G. Weinbaum

    Captain Harrison of the Ares expedition turned away from the little telescope in the bow of the rocket. Two weeks more, at the most, he remarked. Mars only retrogrades for seventy days in all, relative to the earth, and we’ve got to be homeward bound during that period, or wait a year and a half for old Mother Earth to go around the sun and catch up with us again. How’d you like to spend a winter here?

    Dick Jarvis, chemist of the party, shivered as he looked up from his notebook. I’d just as soon spend it in a liquid air tank! he averred. These eighty-below zero summer nights are plenty for me.

    Well, mused the captain, the first successful Martian expedition ought to be home long before then.

    Successful if we get home, corrected Jarvis. I don’t trust these cranky rockets—not since the auxiliary dumped me in the middle of Thyle last week. Walking back from a rocket ride is a new sensation to me.

    Which reminds me, returned Harrison, that we’ve got to recover your films. They’re important if we’re to pull this trip out of the red. Remember how the public mobbed the first moon pictures? Our shots ought to pack ‘em to the doors. And the broadcast rights, too; we might show a profit for the Academy.

    What interests me, countered Jarvis, "is a personal profit. A book, for instance; exploration books are always popular. Martian Deserts—how’s that for a title?"

    Lousy! grunted the captain. Sounds like a cook-book for desserts. You’d have to call it ‘Love Life of a Martian,’ or something like that.

    Jarvis chuckled. Anyway, he said, if we once get back home, I’m going to grab what profit there is, and never, never, get any farther from the earth than a good stratosphere plane’ll take me. I’ve learned to appreciate the planet after plowing over this dried-up pill we’re on now.

    I’ll lay you odds you’ll be back here year after next, grinned the Captain. You’ll want to visit your pal—that trick ostrich.

    Tweel? The other’s tone sobered. "I wish I hadn’t lost him, at that.

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