Barry N malzberg is an award winning master of Sci-fi.

This book is singularly the weirdest form a science fiction
story has ever taken. Most of you will toss this book aside,
you'll pick it up and even try and read it. Reading this story
is strange, it is a chore, it is a prison, it is torture, and yet
it is exactly what the author wanted it to be. He wanted you to be
confused, he wanted you torn, he wanted you sick, he wanted you in
turmoil, in this he does succeed. Maybe he does too good of a job.
Maybe he'd have done better to let well enough alone, maybe he'd have
sold more copies if he stuck to the tried and true formats. How he convinced
an editor to do this project and a publishing house to print it
is a master work, or maybe a huge series of favors owed to him
over a life time, all that aside. Do not read this book.
To complete it is to damage yourself, to finish it is a monument to
your stuborness or stupidity.

I wish I never read it, and yet am oddly warped by it.

Curse You Barry for Writing it.

If you ask for it I may never send it, then again I might.

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