Frederik Pohl's memoir, The Way the Future Was,… was a book I found enjoyable from beginning to end. This is the account of Pohl's life in science fiction as ardent fan, editor, agent, and just about anything else you can name. It spans the time from Pohl's discovery of science fiction in 1930 to the present—nearly half a century.

This is the way science fiction really was, as seen through the eyes of a man who has grown with the field, but never out of it. And these are the memories of a man who has learned to be very much himself—more of himself with each passing year. There is a warmth and affection in every line of the book, and these set it completely apart from most accounts of the years of our field. Much of it is told through the incidents that happened, amusing, serious...