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There are advantages to being an Ancient of Days. As in: I'm rearranging the Kitchen Art Gallery (the sidewalk-dollar-store pictures and cards that soften some of the rectangularity of that unfortunate window between the kitchen and mudroom, and also block sight of the ugly mudroom itself); I go to line things up from the mudroom side of the window, where kitchen grunge can't get at them; I catch sight of The Year's Best Fantasy doorstopper I unearthed from-- oh what? the mudroom bookcase? And I say to myself, which year is that, could it be--? It could. 1989, number 2, and contains the text of M John Harrison's The Great God Pan.

(Parenthetically I see why they changed the name to The Year's Best Fantasy and Horror in short order, because half the stories at a guess are already that.)
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