Welcome to Eidolon
In the Age of the Information Revolution the clamour for attention
has become a mind-numbing roar. Advertisers push for your money,
politicians pursue your vote, activists bedevil your conscience
and the entertainment industry, like a many-headed hydra, demands
your undivided attention. The question facing you today is not
what to do, but what to surrender. Eidolon intends to be something
you can't surrender.
WHO ARE YOU?
Like any publication, Eidolon is aimed at a particular niche in
the media jungle. Eidolon is for you if you are interested in
encouraging the development of new writers, if you are passionate
about your views on speculative fiction in any media and if you
enjoy discussing all of this and more. In short, Eidolon is for
people who care about speculative fiction and all its off-shoots.
WHO ARE WE?
We are a group of individuals who came together for the first
time during Swancon XV, the fifteenth annual Western Australian
Science Fiction and Fantasy Convention and who were so invigorated
by the atmosphere there that we came away committed to trying
to preserve and build upon the feeling of optimism it engendered.
We are committed to promoting the idea of the "pro-fan"; a
person who has a love for some aspect of speculative fiction,
be it literary, cinematic, game-related or some other facet, and
who strives to extend the boundaries of his perception of that
passion; a person who seeks to create, to contribute and to objectively
Why are we doing this? Insanity. Our friends, families and loved
ones have callously abandoned us during our noble struggle to
produce Eidolon, and this is our revenge. We want to throw our
money into the wind in one last mad hurrah before the millenium
dooms us all! Or something like that . . .
Naming a work, be it novel, short story, poem or publication,
is rarely easy, never trivial and often somewhat heart-rending.
The genesis of "Eidolon" was all of the above. The
details are unimportant but suffice it to mention that you might
have been reading Cassandra, that Basilisk
had its adherents and that even Breaklight was toadied
about. In the end, Eidolon was perfect.
What, then, is an eidolon? Perhaps the best definition we've
come across is Webster's New International's (see box); it encompasses
every aspect. An eidolon is a phantom, something at least marginally
insubstantial and perhaps hard to get a handle on, it's an exemplar,
something that is the ultimate example of its type, it is an ideal,
something to aim toward and aspire to, and finally it is a tiny,
winged creature found on Greek vases. That's right, the thing
on the cover is an eidolon: a mysterious figure depicted most
commonly on White Athenian Lethykoi (funerary vessels) and representing,
perhaps, the lighter side of the afterlife. A perfect symbol--mysterious,
vaguely classical yet slightly impish and impious.
We think the name works wonderfully. Pretentious? Nous?
ei.do.lon n, pl eidolons or eido.la
[Gk eidolon phantom, image, idol] 1 : an unsubstantial
image <free from her troubles among the ~s of sleep -J.C.Powys>:
PHANTOM 2 a : an ideal figure <he had created in the
Boss an ~ a half century before this machine-age man became triumphant
in history -H.S.Canby> or idealised person <Lincoln . . .
the ~ of democracy -G.W.Johnson>: EXEMPLAR b : IDEAL
<Psychiatry's ~ of the personality completely . . . at home
in the world -Bernard DeVoto> 3 : a small winged figure
human or combining human with animal elements found in Greek vase
OVER TO YOU
Four times a year we will publish Eidolon. What we ask of you
is that you react. If you are a writer, artist or just someone
interested enough to comment, we want your contributions. People
are investing themselves in this venture and we ask that you respect
their efforts by providing some feedback. So, please write down
what you thought of that story, article or review and send
it to us.
The Editorial Committee would like to thank Terry Dowling, Grant
Stone, Leigh Edmonds, Keira McKenzie, Sean Byrne, Gigi Boudville,
the Curtin Imagination Association and everyone else who has contributed
or supported us in the mad months since XV.
Anyway, enough of this banter. Turn the page.
Originally appeared pp 04-05, Eidolon Issue 01, May 1990.
Copyright © Eidolon Publications, 1990. All Rights Reserved.