More bookmarks for the competition, which is open for another two weeks…
Tag: Books
Another T for Tubb.
I did enjoy this series of books when I was younger, but by the time I’d read about twenty of them and the hero Dumarest had yet to find Earth, I was getting a bit fed up. I persevered as far as you see here then finally gave up.
E. C. TUBB:
THE WINDS OF GATH
DERAI
TOYMAN
KALIN
THE JESTER AT SCAR
LALIA
TECHNOS
VERUCHIA
MAYENNE
JONDELLE
ZENYA
JACK OF SWORDS
EYE OF THE ZODIAC
ELOISE
SPECTRUM OF A FORGOTTEN SUN
HAVEN OF DARKNESS
PRISON OF NIGHT
INCIDENT AT ATH
THE QUILLIAN SECTOR
WEB OF SAND
IDUMA’S UNIVERSE
THE TERRA DATA
WORLD OF PROMISE
NECTAR OF HEAVEN
THE COMING EVENT
EARTH IS HEAVEN
MELOME AND ANGADO
T is for Tepper and Tolkien
Just a few Ts here and, really, the Tepper list should be a lot longer and should definitely include her novel Grass. My Tubb books I’ll leave for another post.
SHERI TEPPER:
THE ENIGMA SCORE
THE AWAKENERS
J. R. R. TOLKIEN:
THE HOBBIT
THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING
THE TWO TOWERS
THE RETURN OF THE KING
WILSON TUCKER:
THE YEAR OF THE QUIET SUN
GEORGE TURNER:
THE SEA AND SUMMER
Genome 10K
In The Departure I call this Gene Bank.
S is for Saberhagen and Silverberg
FRED SABERHAGEN:
THE BROKEN LANDS
BROTHER BERSERKER
BERSERKER’S PLANET
JOHN SCALZI:
OLD MAN’S WAR
THE GHOST BRIGADES
THE LAST COLONY
BOB SHAW:
THE WREATH OF STARS
SHIP OF STRANGERS
THE PALACE OF ETERNITY
NIGHT WALK
LUCIUS SHEPARD:
THE GOLDEN
ROBERT SILVERBERG:
THE BEST OF ROBERT SILVERBERG
THE SEED OF EARTH
STOCHASTIC MAN
UNFAMILIAR TERRITORY
THE GATE OF WORLDS
THE OPEN SKY
PROJECT PENDULUM
BORN WITH THE DEAD
TOWER OF GLASS
SF HALL OF FAME (EDITOR)
CLIFFORD D SIMAK:
ALL FLESH IS GRASS
WAYSTATION
CITY
SHAKESPEARE’S PLANET
CEMETERY WORLD
PHIL SMITH:
THE RESURRECTION MACHINE
BRIAN M STABLEFORD:
DAY OF WRATH
JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE
SWAN SONG
RHAPSODY IN BLACK
NEAL STEPHENSON:
CRYPTONOMICON
MICHAEL SWANWICK:
VACUUM FLOWERS
K J Mulder's Bookmarks.
I didn't lose it!
R is for Reynolds and Reed
Last year I was steadily going through my SFF book collection, cataloguing it and photographing it, and putting the pictures and lists up here just for interest. This morning I woke at 5.00 and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I got up, cut my hair, had a shower, then climbed up into the loft and started sorting through those books again. I’d reached the letter P before, so now let’s go on to R.
There’s not many Rs here and looking through my ‘Encyclopedia of Science Fiction’ I can’t see any others I would have wanted to include. Maybe if I had an encyclopedia of fantasy I would have found more, and maybe I should have included Rowling, but they’re Caroline’s books.
ROBERT REED:
MARROW
SISTER ALICE
ALASTAIR REYNOLDS:
CHASM CITY
REVELATION SPACE
ABSOLUTION GAP
REDEMPTION ARC
GALACTIC NORTH
THE PREFECT
PUSHING ICE
MICHAEL SCOTT ROHAN:
THE ANVIL OF ICE
THE FORGE IN THE FOREST
THE HAMMER OF THE SUN
ERIC FRANK RUSSELL:
WASP
Writing Update.
After running around sorting out our TV (aerial coming on Wednesday) and also de-crapping the loft, I’m back on course with Zero Point. 2,000 words cleared today and some neat little plot elements beginning to tie off. One character, created in a Chandlerish moment of ‘this is getting slow, need to walk in man with gun’, started to turn into a bit of a loose end. This was, until I realized that he fits into the story like that dusty old jigsaw piece you find under the sofa.
It would be easy to think in terms of predetermination at such a point, but it’s not that at all. I mean, I hadn’t been considering the possible existence of Line War when I was writing Gridlinked. I had written an outline and about 30,000 words of The Line of Polity but, as I’ve mentioned before, I dumped the outline and all but a few thousand words when I came to write it. And at that point I didn’t even know the title of the next book, or the ending of TLOP.
I think it’s all about having read an awful lot, and then having written an awful lot. Maybe the programming is in place in my skull and now all I have to do is feed in the story as it occurs to me. Plot elements, characters, situations, technology, whatever, all get number crunched and results start popping up on the mental screen, and the answer to that perennial question, ‘Where do you get your ideas from?’ has to be a finger tapped against the skull with perhaps the addition of the words, ‘Fuck knows how.’
