Everyone thinks they have a novel in them. This storytelling urge apparently runs all the way into the Ministry of Defence, who’ve decided to rewrite a certain rather gory tale with no forseeable ending that’s set in the Middle East. After all, the truth - when unpalatable - is best covered up. Especially when the children might hear it.

Perhaps some children, encouraged by their parents or just simply contrarian by nature, will refute this fictionalisation of a massive financially-motivated war crime by any other name. At which point they will doubtless have their DNA sampled for a database that is just waiting to be hacked open like a decades-old pomegranate, under suspicion of having the potential to become a life-long offender - which, once stigmatised as such, they are most certainly more likely to become.

Sneaky little free-thinking scum-bags - they will be easily spotted, as they’ll be the ones who refuse to swear allegiance to a puppet monarchy.

[ The next person who tells me I should be more proud to be British is going to receive all the swearing that I just redacted from this post before publishing it, and then some.

The next person to blame the ills of the country on im'grunts or tur'rists will spend the next two days in casualty having my boot surgically removed from their arse. ]

Today I booked my round-trip train ticket to Heathrow for Eastercon weekend; I also looked up prices for a day-return journey to London Waterloo next Wednesday for a “Web2.0 in Libraries” course I’m attending.

The latter costs more than the former.

I’m not sure what the word for this particular brand of idiocy might be; I may be obliged to invent my own. But hey, that increase in petrol tax should encourage a higher take-up of … oh, wait. We have more to fear from grumpy truck drivers than global warming, according to Mr Darling.

Now, where did I put that silver lining?

“Alistair Darling told the House of Commons that the discs containing the highly sensitive information failed to arrive after they were sent in the ordinary internal mail between government departments.”

This is the same Government that assures us nothing could possibly go wrong with a national ID card scheme connected to a biometric database.

Please remember this next time you happen to be voting.

Here’s one for the history buffs! This is chart from the manuscript collections at the Royal Naval Museum where I work, that shows the layout of Portsmouth as it was in 1726:

As you can see, there was a lot less then than there is now. If my estimates are correct, the Hall Of Mirrors (my humble abode) would be somewhere in the midst of what is labelled as ‘The Great Morass’ (bottom left, almost out of shot - it’s a big chart). That could be taken as still being true in a metaphorical sense …

Full-time flashback

And speaking of morasses (is that a real plural?), my schedule has been a bit of a swamp this week; as I think I mention last week, I’m currently covering for the colleague with whom I job-share, which means I’m working full-time hours.

Having only been part-time for just under six months, I’m astonished at home quickly I’ve become accustomed to having more time on my hands … and how effectively I’ve managed to fill it all up with other work! Suffice to say that getting all my blogging, reviewing and interviews done this week has been a bit of a marathon effort, and I’m very thankful for the forthcoming bank holiday.

Scribblings delivered and pending

Over the last weekend, I wrote three articles - an introduction to Second Life (for D+PAD), a report on the SFF Masterclass I attended back in June (for Vector), and a piece on why anyone taking a potential career as a writer (or other sort of artist) needs to have their own website (for Focus). The Focus piece I consider to be an especially good result for me - as the “writers’ magazine” of the BSFA, that’s a fairly prestigious publication to be appearing in.

This week I’ve already knocked out three CD reviews (which I did last night, because the albums themselves took a while longer than they should have done to work their way through the postal service), and spent some time chatting on the phone to Tony Wright, who you may know as the frontman of semi-defunct Britrock heroes Terrorvision. He now has another band, Laika Dog, who have a new album in the pipeline … so I got to speak to him about the decay of the corporate music industry, and rock and roll as a vocation rather than a career. Lovely chap, great interviewee.

Interviews in the pipeline include the legendary David Yow (formerly of The Jesus Lizard, now frontman for Qui); Mark Meyers from Pox, a band who share history (and former members) with Belgian alternative heroes dEUS; history-obsessed UK post-rock outfit iLiKETRAiNS; and (way off in October) the mighty Oceansize. I may not get paid for any of this yet, but I certainly get to talk to some interesting people!

Apparel received

I don’t buy T-shirts anywhere near as often as I used to, but the urge still takes me from time to time. When I heard a friend was going to see the inimitable Tool at Brixton Academy this week, I asked him to pick me up a shirt while he was there; by sheer coincidence, my official Wordpress T-shirt (that I had totally forgotten I ordered) arrived by mail the same day.

So, choices: do I dress rock, or do I dress geek?

I know, I seriously need to get a life.

Books and magazines seen

Well, this is the third week in a row that an issue of F&SF (October/November 2007 this time) has arrived in my letterbox - which I take to mean I won’t be seeing any more until around December or thereabouts.

I’m definitely going to switch to digital when my current sub expires - I know it’s not the magazine’s fault, but the delivery is incredibly irregular. Plus that way I’ll get to pick and choose which issues to take.

A busy week for books:

• Ascendancies - The Best of Bruce Sterling - the long-awaited (and, as always, beautifully made) Subterranean hardback that collects the highlights of Sterling’s career. I shall be saving this one for when I take some time off work, so I can just devour it in a day or so.
• Queen of Candesce by Karl Schroeder - next review job for Interzone, and sequel to the excellent Sun of Suns.

And from SF Site (after a journey from Canada of over a month’s duration, according to the postmark):

• Land of the Headless by Adam Roberts - well, it’s a Roberts, so I’m expecting high literary values. I nearly said “I expect it’ll be clever”, but I know that annoys him …
• Human Is? - a Philip K. Dick Reader - PKD is one of the huge self-assessed gaps in my sf-nal knowledge. I know loads of his work second-hand (through reading frequent reviews and references to them), but I’ve not read a number of what are considered to be his most seminal works - so this should be an enjoyable (and long overdue) education.

All this serves as a reminder that I’m hideously backlogged on books to be read and reviewed. Once this full-time intermission is over at the day-job, I think I’ll need to take a week off from music reviews (and possibly my increasingly rare and truncated visits to Second Life) and just attack the book pile to whittle it down to manageable proportions.

Actually, the more I think about it, the more appealing an idea that becomes …

[Side note: one of the books above came with a press release that described its author as "... one of the best writer's (sic) in the field." Come on, guys, you're marketing literature here - surely you should be proofreading for the correct use of apostrophes? If any publicists require a new copywriter, my email is in the sidebar to the right ...]

Coda

Well, that’s about it for this week. I can hear the silent yet clarion call of Meat Balti (Madras Hot) from a few streets away, so I shall venture forth to purchase (and subsequently consume) The Friday Curry.

In the meantime, enjoy your weekend (and extra day, if you’re a Brit) - I’m not even going to bother mentioning the weather, because doing so hasn’t helped at any point in the last few months. So, regardless of location or climate, have a good time doing whatever you’re doing. Hasta luego!

Just because I’m a lame photographer doesn’t mean I can’t have a go at the photography clich�s … so here is a shot from sunset last Sunday:

If someone reading has the m4d-1337 sk1llz0rz with GIMPshop (not Pshop, I can’t justify that sort of expense), and can tell me how to adjust for overexposure after the fact, please make use of the comments field at the bottom (or email if you’re shy).

Justifying the silence

So, no FPB last week due to the (as yet unexplained) server failure. Personally, it was a very weird experience; this weekly download of my life has become quite a ritual, and it felt very odd not doing it. One less load of waffle for y’all to scroll through, though, so the karmic balance probably works out quite neatly.

Nose to the editorial grindstone

I’ve also been pretty quiet between then and yesterday as far as this blog is concerned, because I’ve been fully engaged in the administrative end of my first stint as fully-fledged reviews editor for Interzone. Sandy Auden has stepped aside (with what sounded suspiciously like a sigh of relief), the training wheels are off, and from now on I have to keep my balance if I want to avoid breaking my nose (or overextending a metaphor).

So I’ve been sorting through the huge list of books that get sent to TTA Press over a two month period, working out which ones to offer to my team. This is less a science than a combination of gut feeling and arcane calculation. We only have so much space to work with, after all. The whittled list is with the reviewers, so now I wait for responses and divvy the titles out next week. It’s a lot more work than it sounds like (honestly, it is), but quite satisfying nonetheless.

(Plus I get to exercise my editorial privilege once again and cherrypick a title I really want to cover … Karl Schroeder’s Queen of Candesce should do nicely, methinks.)

Andy (Ed-in-Chief) also asked me to write an editorial for the next issue, which I have done. I think that’s what’s made the reality of the position sink in - it’s quite scary to think that my opinion on book reviews will be the first thing that people see when they open up Interzone #212. I hope I’ve managed not to sound like a total arse.

Books and magazines seen

OK, a fortnight’s worth of incoming materials. So, magazines first:

• F&SF August 2007 -  (About a fortnight after the last one. I’ve totally given up trying to predict when these will arrive; the vagueries of the transAtlantic postal system are utterly opaque to me.) I’ve actually read most of it, too; very heavy on the ‘funny’ stories, which aren’t necessarily bad as such, just not really my thing. I enjoyed the Gwyneth Jones, though.
• Murky Depths #1 - I’d totally forgotten about subscribing to this until it turned up in my letterbox. It’s an interesting idea; a genre fiction mag that takes a mixed media approach. Comic-book size, heavily illustrated, leaning more toward the shorter stories. A bold experiment, from the flick-through I’ve had so far, and I wish it the best of luck.
• Locus August 2007 - my last issue, I think, as I’m not renewing my subscription. I simply don’t get enough out of it for the money, especially now the prices are higher for postage. Would that I were richer, but so it goes.
• Vector and Matrix from the BSFA - the former featuring, among a number of far more qualified and erudite commentators, yours truly waffling on about Glorifying Terrorism (the book, not the practice), and my favourite short and long fiction of 2006.

And the books:

• Dagger Key and Other Stories by Lucius Shepard (ARC) - a bit of a change of pace for me with this latest assignment from Vector. As regular readers will know, I don’t read much fantasy, so Shepard’s work will be an interesting expedition into new pastures. I often read high praise of his work, though, so I’m hoping to be impressed.
• Halting State by Charles Stross (ARC) - George Walkley at Orbit knows me too well already, I feel! It’s all I can do to not drop my current books-in-progress and tear straight into this title immediately … if I find myself with a spare afternoon, that shred of discipline may dissolve. I get the impression from other reviews that this is the book I’ve been waiting for someone to write.

Coda

So, there we are, and here I am. It’s the end of the week, the sun is shining, and my stomach is growling, which by the calculations of any sane person surely means it’s time for The Friday Curry.

So, I’ll bid all and sundry a good weekend - I’m hoping the unusually seasonal weather holds out, myself. Whatever you have planned, I hope it works out well for you. Peace.

Hello, Friday people! The pictures below will explain why there were no posts on VCTB yesterday …

Linden Labs recruitment bash, Brighton

Yup - I was in Brighton last night, after a fairly last-minute decision to meet up with a friend at a Linden Lab recruitment party event-type-thingy. I went with no expectation of getting a job out of it (which was lucky, because that expectation would have been unfulfilled), and nor did my friend (though she’s a skilled builder in Second Life, and wasn’t afraid to mention that to people on the off-chance).

To be honest, I’m not sure what I expected, having never been to a recruitment party of any sort, let alone one in the weirder end of the computing industry.

What we found was a Brighton seafront restaurant (built into an old public toilet block, no less) filled with a large crowd of chancers who, much like ourselves, had seen the LL blog entry and decided to attend for the opportunity of free food’n'booze and meeting some fellow geeks … as well as a few people from Linden Lab and NC Soft bemoaning the fact that no one seemed interested in looking for work.

I gave some people my card and offered my services as a copywriter with experience in software end-user documentation*. I’m not expecting any emails any time soon … but hey, you never know.

[* "Sure, I have experience - I've read loads of it! No, wait, come back ..."]

So, we got a room full of SL geeks, a free bar (that didn’t stay free for very long), a young lady playing guitar and singing (which she usually does in SL, as Smily Raymaker) and a bag of promotional gubbins and nicknacks, mostly for NC Soft games. But my friend and I both fell for these SL cubes:

The light inside slowly changes colour, pink-blue-green. I nabbed one for my desk. My friend, being a sensible female with a handbag of practical dimensions, procured about five for sending to other SL friends. Result.

So, not exactly the kaleidoscopic blast we had hoped it might be. But it was ace to have a night out in Real Life with someone I’ve known through Second Life for a few months. As anyone who’s done it will probably agree, meeting internet friends can be a pretty bizarre experience. The weirdness was overcome by heading back to the hotel room with a few drinks and …

… using the free wi-fi to log in to Second Life and watch Bill Hicks video clips on YouTube. You can’t tell us we don’t live on the edge.

Other stuff

That was the big event of the week, pretty much. I judged at the second heat of the Wedgewood Rooms Showcase on Wednesday night, which was a good laugh for all involved except my liver and kidneys, but otherwise I’ve done very little of any interest - most unusual, I know.

[I would tell you all about the fun of editing book reviews for Interzone while waiting for the last few to arrive, all the while staring into the oncoming headlights of an impeding printer's deadline ... but even my well-honed writing skills balk at the task of portraying the repeated reading of the same on-screen documents many times through (and the simultaneous biting of fingernails) in a manner of interest to a general audience. I'm hoping that with experience I'll become less worried and nervous about the editorial process. In the interim, I'll be budgeting a full week of unreasoning panic into my schedule for the next issue.]

Books and magazines seen

No books this week, but one more mag in the postbox, namely the September issue of F&SF - which features a Ted Chiang story that I’ll have to read sooner rather than later.

Coda

Well, I hope you’ve enjoyed this week’s instalment of my geekish life as a vicarious experience - it’s been pretty good fun from this side of the screen. My stomach says it’s time for The Friday Curry, and then it’ll probably be an early night to catch up on missed sleep … in the meantime, I hope we all get to have a weekend without appalling weather.

Hasta luego, amigos.

I used to hear it all the time as a public library employee: “People just don’t read as many books these days.”

It’s almost a common-knowledge truism - certainly something that anyone with a love of literature is certain to have heard if not repeated. But a recent study by the University of Manchester suggests that British people actually read more than they did in 1975. [Hat-tip to Ariel]

The research seems to be pretty wide reaching (10-15,000 people surveyed in each country), but as with all statistics we can’t be sure exactly how this all pans out, and what factors are at work.

For example, the statement “in 2000, Brits read on average for five more minutes each day than they did in 1975″ comes with a freight of ambiguity; it’s an average. It may be the case that demographics who were heavy readers in 1975 now have more time on their hands (and cheaper access to books), and have increased their reading as a result. But what of the demographics that traditionally read less in 1975? Are they reading more, or less, or the same amount? Has the flux in their reading time been absorbed by the increase of the time- and money-affluent?

And what about age spreads? The Print is Dead blog reports on a survey which suggests that, in the US, kids are actually reading far less than they used to - despite the alleged success of [multi-part YA book franchise I'm already sick of hearing about] as a ‘honey trap’ for the previously book-shy.

The same may well be the case here in the UK; I’m not even sure how one could go about getting figures that will actuially tell the whole story. The explosion of the ‘YA’ fiction bracket (a marketing term that I personally find cynical and degrading to authors and readers alike) suggests that there is plenty of reading going on at the younger end of the age scale. But sales figures aren’t the whole story - they don’t tell us who is buying these books, or who is reading them.

The fact that, overall, more books seem to be sold each year would suggest that reading as a pastime is far from dead. But who are those readers? Can we even find out? And what could we do with that knowledge - as a genre, as authors, as reviewers and critics and bloggers, as an industry - if we found it?

UK sf fans may be amused to find that Crowne Plaza, the hotel chain who have hosted the last two Eastercons, are now offering virtual conference spaces for hire in Second Life.

Of course, until they provide some sort of virtual bar facility, fandom’s not going to make the shift to the metaverse. But I’m intrigued by the idea of parallel events …

At the Telegraph, a list of the top 100 books published since 1982, according to a survey of Waterstones staff.

A few undeniable genre works have made it in:

• Neuromancer (Gibson, William)
• Handmaid’s Tale (Atwood, Margaret)
• Watchmen (Moore, Alan) [a graphic novel, forsooth!]
• Northern Lights (Pullman, Philip)
• Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell (Clarke, Susannah)

And a few “oh no, I don’t write science fiction” jobs:

• Girlfriend In A Coma (Coupland, Douglas)
• Time Traveler’s Wife, The (Niffenegger, Audrey)
• Cloud Atlas (Mitchell, David)

Plus two of Iain Banks’ non-sf works (Crow road and Wasp Factory natch). I’ll bet our Banksie is pleased as punch to be on the same list as Sophie Kinsella …

… but I see via the BBC website that some other folk have been having a high old time in it:

That’s just priceless.

(But the owner of those instruments is going to discover that the necks won’t agree with the temperature one little bit.)