Or maybe September should be the beginning of the year. Because August is death. Death by sun, death by heat, death by school traffic, death by Hugos. It’s like one long, drawn out, miserable, 106 degree New Year’s Eve, where I awkwardly stand next to a plant, feeding it my drink, and waiting for the night to be over. In comparison, September feels like a fresh beginning.
I must be getting older, looking forward to fall like this.
The blogging went up but the reading went down in August, though I felt far removed from both, thanks to the intrusion of real world interests and work life duties. That should slow down this month, which means a triumphant return to imagination land!
But first… in Book Award News…
Book Award News
The BSFA shortlists should be out in five or six months! Woohoo!
Okay… OTHER Book Award News
In an awkward not-upset-because-we-all-actually-agreed-on-something, The Three-Body Problem by Cixin Liu won the Hugo for Best Novel. 3BP was actually one of my nominees this year. Which is weird, because I never imagined one of my nominees would make it on the ballot. It was edged off the ballot by Puppet votes, added to the ballot because of fallout from Puppet votes, I even forgot it was on the ballot (I didn’t vote this year), and it probably won because of the extra Puppet votes. So that left me with weird and confused feelings.
In terms of infighting drama, I don’t think anyone actually won the Hugo awards. Most mainstream news coverage made all SFers look like immature idiots. Why would anyone in the real world want to join these reading ranks? THAT’S why Hugo voter numbers look small and clique-ish. Because nobody wants to hang out with us.
And, yes, the Hugos are important because it makes careers in a world where the term “writing career” is a joke. Sometimes even that isn’t enough, but that little “Hugo winner!” sticker influenced a few of my pre-blog purchases.
Books I Blogged
Only one book blogged this month at FC2M. One! And, boy, was it a Job.
Then I blogged the Hugo ‘5s, which turned into a big, unheard response at certain factions, and I probably lost everybody by the end of it. Sorry. I got swept up in the dramz.
Books I Read
For the second time, in the history of this blog, I did not complete my reading list. For shame. For shame. For shame.
Hiromi Goto’s delightful The Kappa Child (2001)
C. J. Cherryh’s kind of un-Cherryh-like, in my limited experience, Cuckoo’s Egg (1985)
Jack Vance’s weird, funny, then bland Tales of the Dying Earth (1950 – 1984)
Books almost completed:
Mervyn Peake’s gorgeous Titus Groan (1946)- probably finishing at the moment this post goes up
Books not started:
Stephen Baxter’s The Time Ships (1995)
Tales of the Dying Earth is technically four novels, so I’m not being too harsh on myself for not completing my list. I enjoyed it, but then kind of stalled on Rhialto the Marvellous.
Books To Be Read
But I know why you’re really here. You want to see which books I draw next.
That did not require a redraw!
I better get my ass planted on the couch. I have much reading to do.
August Reading Tallies
Total Books Read: 3 (but I’m counting it as 6 because of the Vance stories)
Total Books Blogged: 1
Total Times This Tally List Has Been This Pathetic Before Now: 0
Total Books With Aliens: 2
Total Books With Robots: 0
Total Books With Japanese Mythological Creatures: 1
Total Books About Women Who Do Not Have Sex With Cucumbers, Even Though That’s Kind of What I Was Expecting And I Was Like, “Okay, Well, It’s Not Like It Never Crossed My Mind”: 1
Total Books About Ill-Fitting Bird Behavior Metaphors: 1
I was asked over at BookPunks when I’m going to do another book review. Yes, it’s been a small hiatus, but the weekly reviews will return next week, with occasional twice weekly catch-up. Did I mention August sucks?