Interestingly, the first time I really noticed this was with Spider Robinson. I used to really like him (but then, I used to really like Heinlein, too), though with his Callahan's stories, I kind of felt he was starting to slip a little, and Callahan's Lady was a little much. Then he had a series of new Callahan's stories in Asimov's (I think), which I read--they were at the library, which was right across the street from my apartment at the time--and I thought, "Wow, hey, these are pretty good. Maybe he's back." When they were collected and expanded into a book, I got the book from the library, and there was this really, really clear point at which the collected stories, which had gone through the editor of Asimov's, stopped, and Robinson's freeform "I'll just write whatever the hell I want" started.
Sorry, that anecdote had no point. I just felt like telling it.
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Date: 2007-06-05 04:26 am (UTC)Sorry, that anecdote had no point. I just felt like telling it.