Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 41 — page 51: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION his landlady and fellow room- ers as he tried to explain. “It’s probably just as well I’ve forgotten,’ he tried to console himself. “I don’t really want to know how to fly.” His mind snorted in derision. About three o’clock Newton suddenly felt his hunger—a gnawing inside him that was nearly a cramp. That made him angrier than ever. ‘Letting myself sit here all day, mooning over sheer fool- ishness,” he stormed. “‘Wast- ing a whole day on something everyone’s tried to solve and nobody ever did! You’re a fool, Bill Newton. Now for- get it; you’ve got to finish that story this week, or you don’t eat at all.” He jumped up to go to the kitchen. Jumped up... and floated across the room! Just as he’d dreamed it so often. Gliding along, just above the floor, without touch- ing it, without making walk- ing motions. So easy, too. That same apparently-holding-his-breath feeling. But the thrill of realising he again knew, and 50 was sub-consciously using, the right procedure! Knowing now, consciously, just how to take hold of those streams of force that held him up, along which he could rise and move! Reaching the further wall, he exultantly circled around and back across the small space. He rose until his head touched the ceiling. He curved his body about and lay dewn on the ceiling, and this time he did not feel the fear, nor did he fall. He made swimming motions with his hands, and laughed with sheer joy at the way he went through the air. He turned somersaults in the air. All of a sudden it came to him what he was doing—that he was actually flying while awake; that this was no dream. Quickly he lowered himself into his chair, his hunger for- gotten. He broke out into a fit of trembling, his mind in a far greater turmoil than he’d ever experienced before. It took an hour for his common sense to calm him. “Look, stupid!’’ he railed at himself then. “You did it and you can do it again whenever you wish. So you’ve got a comcloooks.conn