In which I finished a short story, wrote a very rough draft of another that I’m not going to call 'Big Space Robot', wrote an introduction to Alastair Reynolds’s short story collection, went to the Clarke Awards and cheered Geoff Ryman’s win for his very fine novel, Air
, indulged in silliness with booksellers courtesy of one of my publishers and received two advance copies of the handsome paperback of Mind’s Eye
from the other. Oh, and signed a contract for a Dutch edition of Mind’s Eye
, and for a three book deal...
Not that I’m asking for indulgence for not having added anything here in the past few days, you understand.