Thursday, October 25, 2007

Peace Breaks Out

I’ve just finished the final draft of The Quiet War, and must now contemplate the next, which is presently called Outer Dark. But now I have to go off and write an introduction to a collection of stories about AI...

Elsewhere, Paul Kincaid is pleased by the health of the short story market, Jeff Vandemeer is unimpressed by mere comptence. And Mark Lawson, post-Booker Prize, feels that authors can choose between ‘the smooth and brightly lit genre path that winds through entertainment, optimism and simplicity’ to ‘adulation, mansions and fame’ (yeah: right), or the ‘dark and densely tangled’ path of yer actual literature, which leads to ‘bleakness, experiment and sentiments which many will consider unspeakable or unreadable’. No wonder the poor dears of the literary field need champagne-fuelled award parties to cheer them up. They really do suffer for their art, you know.

Monday, October 22, 2007

The Actual

I’ve been so busy with the ongoing that I quite forgot to mention the 30th anniversary of the end of Cowboy Angels, but here’s a photograph of one of the featured events from that crucial day; of course, you’ll have to read the novel to find out how it fits in.

And here’s something completely different - the graphics and onboard sounds of the tracking instruments of the Cassini-Huygen’s probe during its descent to the surface of Titan. Which is where my head is currently at.
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