Amid the staggering news of other losses this week, I want to remember to say a few words about Iain Banks, one my literary idols. (Two of my literary idols, really, if you care to think of his Iain M. Banks byline separately.) I, like many of you, I'
No, this post is not about my marriage, which marks its 12th happy anniversary this year. This post is actually about writers and sensitivity. Imagine yourself at the wedding of a close friend. You're there alone, having failed again to find a date to yet another big occasion.
I'm in New York City today to hang out with writers, editors, and agents at the annual SFWA Reception for Industry Professionals, so maybe it's an appropriate day to post this radio interview. Gary K. Wolfe and I appeared this past Thursday night on WGN'
I had no idea what to expect when I arrived at the Sanfilippo Estate last Saturday afternoon. I certainly didn't expect to feel as if I were literally walking into the mind of Gene Wolfe, but that's what it was like. The occasion was an evening
Saturday, August 27, 2011 Dear Marc Maron— For some reason this is a hard letter to write. I'm a relatively new fan of your podcast and your comedy, having come to it all through the broadcasts on WBEZ, but it seems like ages I've been trying
I love the AMC series Rubicon so much that I tracked down a copy of one of the out-of-print collections of producer/writer Henry Bromell's New Yorker short stories from the '70s. I've started I Know Your Heart, Marco Polo, and so far I'
If you haven't heard already, Paolo Bacigalupi was on NPR's Weekend Edition Sunday yesterday discussing his excellent collection from Night Shade Books, Pump Six and Other Stories. Way to go, Paolo!
Harlan Ellison™, increasingly irrelevant for years, is now entirely so, as his trademark grope of Connie Willis at Saturday's Hugo Awards ceremony demonstrated. I would have mentioned this in my upcoming Worldcon report, but I didn't want to gloss over the incident in the course of
What a weekend █████ and I just had! We arrived back late last night from three days in beautiful Aiken, South Carolina. We were invited by our dear friend Shana, who lives here in the city and was going home for the annual Aiken Steeplechase, an afternoon of horseracing that is
I'm supposed to be at a party right now. I'm not there. I'm being selfish. Why? I'd love to see Ellie and all the other friends who will no doubt be there, but I'm on a roll with my book
Hmm. Perhaps it's time to come up with a better excuse for not having gotten enough written yet this weekend. . . .
With the recent release of Return to the Whorl, volume three of The Book of the Short Sun, I decided it was finally time to go back to the start of The Book of the New Sun and read through all twelve *Sun books. I'm about 200 pages
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