How did I initially encounter Gene Wolfe’s work? When was the first time I heard his name?
I can’t remember exactly. Memory fails. It’s like a mist shrouding my eyes. It doesn’t help that I lost my only pair of glasses a few months ago and couldn’t afford a new one until last week, so this mist is not just a metaphor. The tribute to this Grand Master is quite fitting, I’m afraid.
But, if I could venture a guess, how then?