Contents: Particle Theory (1977) The Thermals of August (1981) Hayes and the Heterogyne (1974) Teeth Marks (1979) Winslow Crater (1978) Shark (1973) Precession (1980) Stone (1978) Strata (1980) The Hibakusha Gallery (1977) giANTS (1979) To See (1980)
Edward Winslow Bryant, Jr. was born August 27, 1945 in White Plains NY and was raised on a cattle ranch in Wyoming. He attended the University of Wyoming, where he earned a Master’s in English in 1968 and ’69. He went to the Clarion Writers’ Workshop in 1968. In 1972 he moved to Denver CO, where he founded the Northern Colorado Writers Workshop. He helped found and run many other workshops and classes as well, including the Colorado Springs Writers Workshop.
Bryant was an accomplished science-fiction writer, mostly of short stories. He began publishing SF work with “They Come Only in Dreams” and “Sending the Very Best”, both in January 1970. For the next two decades he was a frequent contributor to magazines and anthologies, and though his fictional output slowed in the ’90s, he was still active as a critic. He was a familiar figure at conventions, especially in Colorado fandom. He was a frequent guest at the World Horror Convention, and chaired the 2000 convention in Denver.
With Harlan Ellison he wrote Phoenix without Ashes (1978), and solo short novel Fetish appeared in 1991. He also edited 2076: The American Tricentennial (1977), and was an editor for Wormhole Books. He wrote screenplays and occasionally appeared in films.
I'd been lead to understand that Edward Bryant was one of the pioneers of the idea that sci-fi should be characters first and ideas second but there are just so many writers now that can do both that these 40 year old stories are less impressive.
I had read two of the stories ('Stone' and 'giANTS' long ago). Of the rest they're interestingly diverse in direction, somewhat united by a loose set of emotions that includes melancholy, and fully united by writing style. An example of that style is in 'Strata,' whose geologic background is echoed in the sentence: 'Paul's hair, black as coal, was streaked with firn lines of glacial white.'
Ed was an amazing writer and this book shows off all his strengths. His loss is unfortunate, not only because he was such a good writer but that because he worked almost exclusively in short story form, he likely does not have the audience he deserves.