Zelazny is brilliant. Period. The short story collection "The Dream Master" offers such a wealth of food for thought regarding the various dimensions and approaches to the fantastic and to creativity in general that it could easily become one of the staple books for many passing authors. I simply love those bold, unorthodox genre leaps that made the great masters at the end of the last century. A whiff of freedom, carefreeness, lack of burden from social norms, and amazing talent. Contemporary pop culture, sometimes successfully, sometimes clumsily, transforms, rediscovers, and draws copiously from the sources of its atavistic inspirations and unceremonious experimentation.
I devoured the book in small bites, as one of my evening reads. Usually, I would meet Zelazny on some lonely bench in the depths of Lozenets, the seaside garden of Burgas, or on the plane during a business flight, and we would share one or two stories in the glow of the Kindle's twilight. I must warn - some of the stories are quite strange or related to other, even more undiscovered works of the author. They might sound confusing and chaotic, leave a sour taste in your mouth, and even easily disappoint you. The translation worsens the situation and adds whole new layers of ambiguity. But there are so many independent, fresh, and smile-inducing flashes of fantasy that you simply can't help but like them - the eponymous pilot work for a unicorn chess player, the heart-stopping "Recital", the mysterious "The Guns of Avalon", the darkly humorous "Walpurgisnacht", the cheerful "George's Business", and others. Regardless of the melancholy that sometimes descends on the fantasy, written in the not-too-distant past decades for unfulfilled or missed times, Zelazny's heroes are so lively, life-affirming, seeking solutions, and avoiding wordy moping and depressions that you can't help but like them.
Ultimately, the inserted thoughts and essays of the master, along with the entire hodgepodge of mythological creatures, extraterrestrials, animated cars, spies, robots, and ghosts, are essential for every veteran of fantasy. Thanks to Ivan Velichkov for indirectly prompting me to find the book, and his wonderful Goodreads review remains an unchanged reference to the world of Zelazny.