They make me throw books across the room
Speaking of books to throw across the room, does anyone want my paperback copy of Laurell K. Hamilton's "Obsidian Butterfly"? It's the best of the lot, but when I tried to re-read it I couldn't get past how much I want to smack Anita for being a selfish, shallow whiner.
This is only tangentially literary, but Lawrence Block is writing the introduction to the overheardinnewyork.com book! Fun!!
Found this at Whedonesque: Steven Brust has written a
Firefly
novel. The info is up on his lj.
Yeah, he's out of his mind. Apparently he wrote it because he was bored and it seemed like a fun thing to do while he was working on the next Vlad novel. From what I can tell it took him about a month or so. WHILE HE WAS WRITING ANOTHER NOVEL. Nutcase. Some people are too talented for their own good. Or my own good. Or something.
Anyway. Hope we get to see it sometime soon.
Huh. Sounds like he has a touch of debiculus grabienitis.
Yeah, it would be great if he can get the book published. Somehow, I doubt the book will make it through all the rights entanglements, but I so hope it does. I'd buy that book the moment I saw it.
bwah, ita. and wrod, too.
Cause when I'm bored, I get my hair cut. Or bother all my friends with lengthy e-mail...it's not usually creative.
Ah, well, if he can't talk a publisher into it, I'm sure there are ways to, you know... a la "Global Frequency". "Breven Stust? Never heard of him."
See also, Rachel Caine and Martha Wells and Naomi Novik ...
Hey all, topic for discussion. How do you write a non-fiction work full of opinions (contentious issues, conflicting viewpoints, cockamamie theories and all) without over-use of the following construction?
To [name], [fact] meant [opinion].
I know there is a way to do it, and I know Howard Bryant does not know that way. In fact, to Howard, the above construction means good journalism. I don't know how to tell him (except in, you know, ranty terms in my livejournal) that I wrote better than he does when I was in the sixth grade.
(The whole book --
Juicing the Game,
about recent baseball history and steroids -- is about opinions, including those of journalists. There is a whole chapter about beat-writers' relationships with players. There is no point in the book thus far where Howard Bryant has said outright that
he is a baseball journalist.
)
Ironically, just the other day I was pronouncing John McPhee's two-part essay on coal trains in the New Yorker kinda boring, because, I just don't care about coal trains. But the topic was boring, and, considering I was reading about coal trains, the writing was pretty good.
see, mr. flea was fascinated by the coal trains.
I want to like John McPhee, but I always get bored with him, even when he's writing about inherently dramatic things like trying to stop a volcano using seawater.