The middle one from Caroline, who certainly knows my taste!
Author: Neal Asher
Good Morning Midnight — Reginald Hill
Finding less and less in the SF world that floats my boat, I’m reading more of this sort of stuff. Very enjoyable, enough twists, turns and kinks to satisfy even me. Dalziel in this is very much like he’s portrayed by Warren Clark, but Pascoe is nothing like the moody and taciturn version played by Colin Buchanan. Also noticeable that Pascoe is not divorced from Ellie in this, book twenty-one of the series. Now why did they have to do that in the TV version? Are we not sufficiently engaged unless one of the lead cops has a miserable home life?
The Technician
Who Reads My Books? Caleb Young.
I’m 29 years old, grew up on a Cattle Ranch in South Texas. I attended Texas A&M University. I’ve read all my life, started with Jurassic Park, Congo type novels around 2-3rd grade. Kept reading all the time. I got addicted to SCI FI in college when I found a little resale book shop that had two complete walls dedicated to SCI FI, I started reading every work done by Sir Arthur C Clark, devoured his works. I was averaging about one novel every two days. Once I graduated I worked and still read on and off over the next few years. Eventually I went to work in the Oil Field, I work on the big platforms that are out in the Gulf of Mexico drilling for oil. Well when you get off of work, you have a lot of time to read, no grass to mow, no garden to tend, so I read, and read and read, I would average 15 books in a 21 day period. Well when the world changing Hurricane Katrina came into the gulf and set its sites on New Orleans, our rig was evacuated, during the evacuation we spent 5 days in a hotel with no power, I had run out of books, so I found a little book store and picked up Peter F Hamilton’s “Fallen Dragon” and thats how I found the “Space Opera” Genre. While searching for his books on Amazon UK, it recommended some of your books, I started with Gridlinked, and then Line of Polity, well while waiting for my next few Asher’s i have been reading the Max Brook’s fiction “World War Z”. I have all of your Cormac novels, and Brass man is in queue after my current read of “Zombie Survival Guide”. I love you style of writing, it reminds me of Louis Lamour, he wrote westerns here in the states. Well thats my reading history, heres my bio stuff. I have a wife who reads as much as I do, and love video games, a 2.5 year old daughter who loves to be read to. I’m working my way through the compilation of ACC short stories and she really enjoys them. I have two dogs a Chihuahua that reminds me of Shuriken, and a laborador mix. Please find attached some pictures of myself. I will send one more email tommorrow with a picture of my Asher Books lined up. Thanks for being a down to earth guy.
Cheers,
Caleb Young
Alien Life
I just read an interesting article in the Sunday Mail’s Review and decided to do a little search on it over the Internet. Michael Brooks (a consultant at New Scientist) is having his book ’13 Things That Don’t Make Sense’ published this February. The first of those things is (both can be found here):
NASA scientists found evidence for life on Mars. Then they changed their minds
On July 20, 1976, the Viking landers scooped up some Martian soil and mixed it with radioactive nutrients. The mission’s scientists all agreed that if radioactive methane was released from the soil, something must be eating the nutrients – and there must be life on Mars. The experiment gave a positive result, but NASA denied an official detection of Martian life. Today, there is even more evidence that something is creating methane on Mars. Is it life? The Viking experiment suggests it was. Martin Rees, England’s astronomer royal, calls the search for extraterrestrial life the most important scientific endeavour of our time. But have we already found it?
Apparently, the reason they changed their minds was due to readings from another instrument on the Viking mission that searched for traces of carbon in the Martian soil and found none. The verdict about life remains unchanged despite it being known that the second instrument couldn’t even detect large quantities of carbon here on Earth. It was a dud, but as we are learning every day now, scientists protecting their backsides quickly lose any acquaintance with the truth.
The next ‘thing’ was this:
Has ET already been in touch?
It was an electromagnetic pulse that came from the direction of the Sagittarius constellation. It lasted 37 seconds and had exactly the characteristics predicted for an alien signal. Maybe that’s why, on 15 August 1977 it caused astronomer Jerry Ehman to scrawl “Wow!” on the printout from Big Ear, Ohio State University’s radio telescope in Delaware. The nearest star in that direction is 220 light years away. If that really is where is came from, it would have had to be a pretty powerful astronomical event – or an advanced alien civilisation using an astonishingly large and powerful transmitter. More than 30 years later, its origin remains a mystery.
After much consideration, wondering what method aliens would use to attract attention, researchers decided that a radio signal at precisely 1,420 MHz – the vibration frequency of hydrogen, the most common molecule in the universe – would be the best choice. That’s precisely what they got. It also came from an area of space completely devoid of stars, maybe from a spaceship?
What do you think about this? The easiest thing to do is err on the side of doubt. I mean, lakes of methane on Titan aren’t immediately pointed at as evidence of life there. And frankly, that signal could have come from Earth and been bounced back by some phenomena much more likely than a passing alien spaceship.
Conflicts
Here’s the cover for Ian Whates upcoming ‘Conflicts’ anthology:
Update:
— Ian.
L is for Lee and LeGuin.
STEPHEN LAWHEAD | EMPHYRION |
TANITH LEE | HERE IN COLD HELL HEARTBEAST ELEPHANTASM NIGHTSHADES THE STORM LORD VIVIA WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT VOLKHAVAAR THE ELECTRIC FOREST THE BOOK OF THE BEAST KILL THE DEAD EAST OF MIDNIGHT LYCANTHIA GOLD UNICORN THE BIRTHGRAVE SILVER METAL LOVER CAST A BRIGHT SHADOW DELIRIUM’S MISTRESE |
URSULA K LEGUIN | PLANET OF EXILE CITY OF ILLUSIONS EYE OF THE HERON ROCANNON’S WORLD |
BARRY M LONGYEAR | MANIFEST DESTINY |
RICHARD A LUPOFF | FOOL’S HILL |
Terry Pratchett's Dimbleby Lecture.
Anyone Out There?
Regarding the ‘Who Reads My Books?’ posts I’ve been putting up on here. I’ve got one left to post and haven’t seen any more. How about more from the men and women out there, like those shown in Mike Rowe’s ‘Dirty Jobs’, who tighten up the nuts and bolts that keep our civilization running? I’m not saying the previous ones are abnormal, but maybe some are a little intimidating to those who, say, simply work on a production line and enjoy SFF. I’d like to hear from you people – don’t kid yourselves that you’re not interesting. And don’t forget, prior to 1999 I was shovelling shit too.
Temperance Month Over
So, for the health of our livers, Caroline and I spent this January drinking tea, coffee, juices and cordial only. This was after what the bansturbators in the BMA and nanny government would describe as excessive drinking, mainly because they made up the unit limits back in the 80s and have never bothered to change them.
Stopping drinking wasn’t a problem, in fact, we looked forwards to it, almost as if bored with it. We didn’t get any cravings and neither of us concealed any bottles of Vodka anywhere. The noticeable effect was a lack of hangovers and a tendency to sleep throughout the night, not wake up in the early hours. How it affected our health otherwise I don’t know – I had a cold throughout most of January so couldn’t really tell.
Last night we cracked a bottle of red wine and shared it. Did I really enjoy it having been abstinent for so long? Not really. It seemed watery, tea would have been better, and we finished the bottle more as a matter of form than because we were relishing it. I don’t think I’m going to bother with it much now. I’ll have a drink on my birthday tomorrow, and I’ll toast my brother at his wake on the 8th. Of course I rather think that the chilled carafe of wine down by our local beach on Crete is going to be a different matter…







