When you think about it, 250 is a big number. And 250 issues of Interzone is a staggering amount of science-fiction.
For anyone wondering, no I haven’t been reading since issue #1. I came in with issue #222 in May/June 2009. And I can still remember tearing off the plastic wrap in my University halls room, and diving in. Tim Pratt’s “Unexpected Outcomes” was the first story I read, and it blew me away (and you can listen to it for free at Escape Pod now).
But this is a landmark issue, and a real achievement in a climate where we are constantly being told that print publishing is on its way out, to have persisted publishing such a high quality product. I always look forward to holding it my hands — and, yes, to the smell — every two months.
Whilst I can’t speak to the first issue, the story quality has been consistently good since I subscribed. It is the first stop for top-notch SF and fantasy. The fact it’s British is just a matter of pride.
Interzone time again! Emerging form a sea of top quality science-fiction, I slump over to the blog to tap out my review, fingers humming with words ingested and brain rolling with ideas masticated.
Yes, I realise that I missed out #245 in my mission to promote what is (in this blogger’s humble opinion) the finest print SF magazine currently active, but I’m going to chalk that one up to the stresses and distractions of the big move.