Monthly Archives: February 2009

The final ballot for this year’s Nebulas is up here. I guess I have some speed-reading to do before I vote…

I’ll be participating in Flycon, the online convention that starts two weeks from tomorrow. [edited for accuracy–thanks Sherwood!]

My latest Blog Gate post is up, this one a kind of review of James Blish’s The Warriors of Day (a.k.a. The Sword of Xota).

It looks like a recent study that seemed to support Freud’s Oedipal theory slipped up, as it were. In related news, it would be great if a Ben Stiller movie, starring Anne Meara, entitled Mother Focker had just been greenlighted. … Continue reading →

1. I hesitate to mention this, given a couple of odd threads that popped up, as it were, on my last post. But if they hadn’t, I would have mentioned this anyway, so I do so. If you follow me … Continue reading →

1. I had a dumb frustration dream last night: went to the grocery store, couldn’t find a cart–that sort of thing; nothing worth blogging about. But there was one memorable line in it. A bunch of guys were standing around … Continue reading →

1. This would have been so cool! 2. This actually is cool, at least to my somewhat unbelieving eyes: the full jacket for Blood of Ambrose. (Dominic Harman blogs a bit about the process behind the cover here.) I like … Continue reading →

1. John Scalzi’s AMC column is about the long odds against any book being adapted into a movie. He couches it as bad news, but I don’t see it that way. In my feckless youth, I pined for my favorite … Continue reading →

I just posted my Blog Gate entry of the week. This one is about not beginning with the beginning, among other things.

I’ve been spending practically my entire working afternoon trying to record a two-minute intro for the Audible version of Blood of Ambrose, after a couple of days of false starts due to technical snafus. (Until this megillah started, I had … Continue reading →