| William Sloane | |
| Birth Date: | 15 August 1906 |
| Birth Place: | Plymouth, Massachusetts, U.S. |
| Death Place: | New City, New York, U.S. |
| Alma Mater: | Princeton University |
William Milligan Sloane III (August 15, 1906 - September 25, 1974[1] [2] [3] [4]) was an American writer of fantasy and science fiction literature, and a publisher. Sloane is known best for his novel To Walk the Night.[5]
From 1955 until his death in New City, New York, Sloane was the director of the Rutgers University Press in New Jersey. Before then, he had spent more than 25 years working for several other publishers. He formed his own publishing company, William Sloane Associates, in 1946.[6] William Sloane Associates was sold to William Morrow and Company in 1952.[7]
Sloane was born in Plymouth, Massachusetts, attended The Hill School and graduated from Princeton University in 1929.
Sloane married Julia Margaret Hawkins in 1929.[8] They had three children: William Curtis Sloane (born 1932), Jessie Miranda Sloane (born 1935), and Julie Ann Sloane (born 1945).
Groff Conklin described To Walk The Night as "a subtle, moving story of mood and character, written in the great tradition of British fantasy, even though the author is an American."[9] Anthony Boucher praised the same novel for its "rich warm character-drawing, disturbing subtlety, [and] splendid sense of vast beauty in the midst of terror."[10] P. Schuyler Miller ranked it as "one of the great classics of modern science fiction."[11] Hartford Courant reviewer George W. Earley praised it as "a wondrous blending of science and occultism guaranteed to unnerve the most blasé of readers."[12]
Author Robert Bloch included To Walk the Night on his list of favourite horror novels.
To Walk the Night and the Edge of Running Water were published together as The Rim of Morning in 1964,[13] and reissued during 2015 with an introduction by Stephen King. King wrote, "They are good stories and can be read simply for pleasure, but what makes them fascinating and takes them to a higher level is their complete (and rather blithe) disregard of genre boundaries."[14]