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New Writings in SF 28 is an anthology of science fiction short stories edited by Kenneth Bulmer, the seventh volume of nine he oversaw in the New Writings in SF series in succession to the series' originator, John Carnell. It was first published in hardcover by Sidgwick & Jackson in 1976, followed by a paperback edition issued by Corgi in 1977. The contents of this volume, together with those of volume 27 of the series, were later included in the omnibus anthology New Writings in SF Special 3, issued by Sidgwick & Jackson in 1978.
The book collects several novelettes and short stories by various science fiction authors, with a foreword by Bulmer.
I read the short story, Face To Infinity by EC Tubb.
[a:EC Tubb|17093421|EC Tubb|https://s.gr-assets.com/assets/nophoto/user/u_50x66-632230dc9882b4352d753eedf9396530.png] (15 October 1919 – 10 September 2010) was a British writer of science fiction, fantasy and western novels. The author of over 140 novels and 230 short stories and novellas, Tubb is best known for The Dumarest Saga (US collective title: Dumarest of Terra), an epic science-fiction saga set in the far future. [a:Michael Moorcock|16939|Michael Moorcock|https://images.gr-assets.com/authors/1424079041p2/16939.jpg] wrote, "His reputation for fast-moving and colourful SF writing is unmatched by anyone in Britain."
Much of Tubb's work was written under pseudonyms including Gregory Kern, Carl Maddox, Alan Guthrie, Eric Storm and George Holt. He used 58 pen names over five decades of writing, although some of these were publishers' house names also used by other writers: Volsted Gridban (along with John Russell Fearn), Gill Hunt (with John Brunner and Dennis Hughes), King Lang (with George Hay and John W Jennison), Roy Sheldon (with H. J. Campbell) and Brian Shaw. Tubb's Charles Grey alias was solely his own and acquired a big following in the early 1950s.
This is a rather weird short story. It tells the tale of a man in in suspended animation. Traveling though space his brain controls his craft. An accident condemns him to a living hell across the light years.
I think Tubb must have been under the influence of something when he wrote this. Not one of his classics, but interesting non the less.
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