My book for Antwerpen, Kim Stanley Robinson’s 2312 is up for a Hugo this year, and needing something sci-fi to read I thought it might appeal. I also have Saladin Ahmed’s Throne of the Crescent Moon sitting here, which is the only … Continue reading
Probably when this was first published, amidst all the noise about it, I picked it up and got through a few pages and put it back down, or at least I have a memory of that. This time, well, it … Continue reading
Finishing my triumvirate of Elysium Cycle novels, Joan Slonczewski’s The Children Star is the last but two of her books I’ve yet to read, though of those two, one is Microbiology – An Evolving Science for university students and I suspect I … Continue reading
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A few months ago various people in Uferstrasse got together to save some trees that were to be felled in order for water works to be done. A while ago we thought the trees had been saved. It turns out … Continue reading
Regarding the two-score books of the last year, it is surprising which of the non-fiction – a term I use somewhat lightly given the nature of the fiction I read – I think is the most important. Not to say … Continue reading
For some reason I decided to start using Twitter again — I suspect iPhone — and without any clear purpose thought to keep track of (some of) what I trawl through every day from the various news feeds I subscribe … Continue reading
(Just before cycling back to rehearsal…) Our beautiful tree of Uferstrasse will remain for the moment. The Berliner Wasserbetriebe has said it will consider all possibilities to preserve the Plane tree. Thank you to everyone who showed up and helped … Continue reading
Outside the window where I work with Dy are many beautiful trees. My view, as I sit here and write or work or make yoga, cooking, eating, talking, life… is with trees. Through their boughs and leaves, branches, stems, twigs, … Continue reading
Once, hanging out down on Shamian Island, and wanting to be, I dunno, somewhere less touristy, I saw Chairman Mao swimming across the Chang Jiang, or his old, slightly chubby and balding dog-paddling brother doing laps beside the embankment in … Continue reading