Biography
Michael Moorcock was born in London in 1939 and the landscape of London, particularly the area of Notting Hill Gate and Ladbroke Grove, is an important influence in many of his novels (cf. the Cornelius novels). In the 1990s, Moorcock moved to Texas in the United States.
Moorcock is the former husband of Hilary Bailey. He is also the former husband of Jill Riches, the illustrator, who later became Robert Calvert's wife. Riches did cover illustrations for some of Moorcock's books.
Moorcock was a member of the Swordsmen and Sorcerers' Guild of America (SAGA), a loose-knit group of heroic fantasy authors founded in the 1960s, some of whose works were anthologized in Lin Carter's Flashing Swords! anthologies.
Moorcock was "Co-Guest of Honor" at the 1976 World Fantasy Convention in New York City. In 1997, Moorcock was one of the Guests of Honor at the 55th World Science Fiction Convention in San Antonio, Texas. He is a 2002 inductee into the Science Fiction Hall of Fame.
Moorcock was the subject of two book length works, a monograph and an interview, by Colin Greenland. In 1983, Greenland published The Entropy Exhibition: Michael Moorcock and the British 'New Wave' in Science Fiction. He followed this with Michael Moorcock: Death is No Obstacle, a book length interview in 1992.
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