The third of my current reading pile, and I forget where I came across this … It was a bit over a week ago, and I thought I should order some new books, but all the ones I really want … Continue reading
The second of the two impulsive Pratchett aquirements from last week, and also one I’ve read before, but who cares? it’s got the Pictsies, the Nac Mac Feegles, the drinking, fighting, drinking-and-fighting, also thieving! tattooed blue Clan. And it’s got … Continue reading
Oh yes, Discworld! Taking a break from all things anthropo-historical, or things of that nature pertaining to Earth, and going on a Pratchett bender. I love these books. They’re funny, clever, gloriously imaginative, also tender and ethical; he’s somewhat the … Continue reading
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
“I’ve asked my partner Adele if she will do me the honour of becoming my widow.” Iain’s dying. Fucking Fucking Fuck.
Running out of things to read. I just went through a bnch of Iain Banks (Complicity, also, which I didn’t mention), and then steadfastly refusing Marx, aimed at Terry Pratchett. Resulting in a trip to St George’s for a couple … Continue reading
Which I’ve also read at least four times, I think — as well as handed over to a couple of people about to cross two hemispheres at 11000 metres. Written a couple of years before Dead Air, it’s entirely a different thing, … Continue reading
A momentary diversion through Iain Banks (his books that is, not his self) after finishing the delightful and thoroughly reconfirmed as my favourite science-fiction book, Feersum Endjinn, and so wondering which of his other books I haven’t read in the … Continue reading
Ah! This is brilliant! What a colossal imagination! This is the book I measure all other science-fiction by, which I haven’t read for years, and in the intervening time have got through a couple of hundred works in that genre, … Continue reading
Because it is the third. And having read the other two, it was inevitable. I had to buy it of course, and stomped through it in a matter of evenings. Skipped the appendixes, I don’t feel any desire for a … Continue reading