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May. 10th, 2007 09:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I was up marking coursework till nearly 3am last night and now my head is full of wool and my neck feels simultaneously stiff and too wobbly. Today was running up and down stairs chasing more coursework, sending the students out to buy plastic folders and find me the hole punch because surely you're not submitting THAT? It's all in but one now, finally, and for the rest of the evening I am off duty. I am eating bucket pasta and thinking about watching 24 Hour Party People, which always inspires me because it's about a shambolic disorganised mess of a person who through sheer enthusiasm manages to make great stuff happen, almost by accident.
But even despite my adrenalin-filled get-things-done state, I still found myself perched on the edge of the bed half-dressed for half an hour this morning, breathlessly devouring the end of Geoff Ryman's Air. Oh my. I'd only picked it up while packing my bag to see how far I was from the end. I went out to catch the bus still staggered by the brilliance.
More people ought to know about Geoff Ryman. Okay, lots of people seem to have read 253, his book of thumbnail portraits of people on a tube train, but who knows about The Child Garden, the love story of a girl and a polar bear opera-singer in a near-future sub-tropical London? It's full of amazing language and big ideas and is one of the best books I've ever read. Was, his remix of The Wizard of Oz, is also great and very, very dark. Lust is an awkward one, about a scientist who develops the power to manifest anyone he fancies, alive, dead or fictional, but it's still got more crunchy concepts and moments of insight and beauty than any three more processed and pasteurised books you care to mention, and towards the end goes careering off into a gorgeous crazed mystic tangent about what really happens when you die. He writes about time and memories and the random connections between people, the texture of cities and making art and throwing impromptu street parties in the face of death. With balloons.
Excuse my fangirling. I just think he's criminally ignored, though he did win a bunch of awards for Air, which is set in the last village in the world to get online. When I was in Trinity Netsoc we invited him over to give a talk about 253 and online fiction (yes, it was the late nineties, how can you tell?) and a bunch of us committee people got outrageously drunk with him in his B&B while he told the guy who was Secretary to stop wasting his life and go have babies. It sounded as if he felt he'd failed at his life. I think he ought to have people peeling grapes for him, if there was any justice.
Off to the Bristol Comic Expo tomorrow with a bundle of Wasted Epiphanies to thrust upon people. With polar bears in it, yes. I rip off Mr Ryman all the time without meaning to.
But even despite my adrenalin-filled get-things-done state, I still found myself perched on the edge of the bed half-dressed for half an hour this morning, breathlessly devouring the end of Geoff Ryman's Air. Oh my. I'd only picked it up while packing my bag to see how far I was from the end. I went out to catch the bus still staggered by the brilliance.
More people ought to know about Geoff Ryman. Okay, lots of people seem to have read 253, his book of thumbnail portraits of people on a tube train, but who knows about The Child Garden, the love story of a girl and a polar bear opera-singer in a near-future sub-tropical London? It's full of amazing language and big ideas and is one of the best books I've ever read. Was, his remix of The Wizard of Oz, is also great and very, very dark. Lust is an awkward one, about a scientist who develops the power to manifest anyone he fancies, alive, dead or fictional, but it's still got more crunchy concepts and moments of insight and beauty than any three more processed and pasteurised books you care to mention, and towards the end goes careering off into a gorgeous crazed mystic tangent about what really happens when you die. He writes about time and memories and the random connections between people, the texture of cities and making art and throwing impromptu street parties in the face of death. With balloons.
Excuse my fangirling. I just think he's criminally ignored, though he did win a bunch of awards for Air, which is set in the last village in the world to get online. When I was in Trinity Netsoc we invited him over to give a talk about 253 and online fiction (yes, it was the late nineties, how can you tell?) and a bunch of us committee people got outrageously drunk with him in his B&B while he told the guy who was Secretary to stop wasting his life and go have babies. It sounded as if he felt he'd failed at his life. I think he ought to have people peeling grapes for him, if there was any justice.
Off to the Bristol Comic Expo tomorrow with a bundle of Wasted Epiphanies to thrust upon people. With polar bears in it, yes. I rip off Mr Ryman all the time without meaning to.
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Date: 2007-05-10 09:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-10 09:46 pm (UTC)I've bought Einstein's Dreams by Alan Lightman for two boys now. Though not this one yet, hmm.
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Date: 2007-05-10 09:48 pm (UTC)He also, if you followed him in Interzone, wrote a short story about Lesbian Totalitarians, with 'work camps' for men, on which the comments at the time said, you can get away with that, but no one else could.
I read The Unconquered Country but I recall little other than a thing about counting in 'bunches' which now always pops into the top of my head when I see things about mathematical geniuses.
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Date: 2007-05-10 09:29 pm (UTC)There was a TV show about the writing of Lust which just put me off so much I've never read it. He went to the publishers with 5 ideas and they didn't like any of them, so he picked another out of the air. SEX, with a wish. They said yes. And then involved their editing process so much they underminded what was already a hairline-good idea. Criticizing him to the extent of a 'mixed metaphor' when the original (something like 'he walked like a bag of bones, shaken) was perfect, evocative, and for flips sake he's the writer not your jobbing sub-ed. Get out of his face.
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I liked (loved) the novella which begins The Child Garden more than the concluding second part, which to me went too much overblown, as is his want in endings.
Should I read Air then?
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Date: 2007-05-10 09:44 pm (UTC)I can sort of see where he was coming from with the SEX thing. It's the sort of thing I could imagine saying in desperation if my five other ideas had been rejected and I wanted to write a book, any book. And the book is flawed and a bit of a mess, but it's still got some great stuff in it.
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Date: 2007-05-10 09:49 pm (UTC)Is Ms. W one of the people who has vanished beyond our ken? Certainly beyond mind.
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Date: 2007-05-10 11:21 pm (UTC)!!!
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Date: 2007-05-10 09:34 pm (UTC)Was thinking about you, and meaning to drop you a line. I owe this evening's reading matter to you, in a manner of speaking, as it was the Kindly Ones, and I discovered (and met) Gaiman while getting your rats drawn.
Hope all is well, and to get over to Oxford some time soon. Prob in London Sun, if you're in the Smoke this weekend. And loved your post about magic realism, and real magic.
I appear to be blathering. Apologies ;-)
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Date: 2007-05-10 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-05-10 10:08 pm (UTC)In fact, I know he doesn't, because I just went and took it out myself. Who owns the Arctic anyway? They owe me big royalties.
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Date: 2007-05-10 10:30 pm (UTC)(BTW, I'm rewriting it again. But that chapter's gone.)
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Date: 2007-05-10 10:39 pm (UTC)And The Child Garden won the Clarke Award, and "The Unconquered Country" won a World Fantasy Award. (I thought Was had as well, but apparently not.) But yes, he's ace. Are you aware of his recent (by which I mean post-Air) mainstream novel, The King's Last Song? Worth a look.
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Date: 2007-05-10 10:55 pm (UTC)Oh dear, I'm reading livejournal at the moment in order to put off finishing the citations for my thesis essay on, er, online fiction. I was hoping to send it in tonight, only a week or so after I was supposed; am I actually ten years too late?
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Date: 2007-05-10 11:01 pm (UTC)We gave away shell accounts, too, and most members didn't have net access at home.
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Date: 2007-05-10 11:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-10 11:03 pm (UTC)I haven't been to Bristol before. The fact that I'm all enthused about this mini-break shows how itchy my feet are.
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Date: 2007-05-11 05:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-11 06:36 am (UTC)say hello to bristol for me. can you go to the hatchet and request kate bush in an irritating fashion too? that'd be ace :)
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Date: 2007-05-11 07:24 am (UTC)You know that some of the comic shops in this here London have an "amateur press" section? If you post me a bundle of WE, I could almost certainly get it on the shelf in a couple of places.
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