Root canal is one fifty, give or take, depending on who’s doing it to you. A migraine is two hundred.
Not that I get the money. The company gets it. What I get is twelve dollars an hour, plus reimbursement for painkillers. Not that they work.
I feel pain for money. Other people’s pain. Physical, emotional, you name it.
Pain is an illusion, I know, and so is time, I know, I know. I know. The shift manager never stops reminding us. Doesn’t help, actually. Doesn’t help when you are on your third broken leg of the day.
Monthly Archives: November 2010
The Eye of the World
Author – Robert Jordan
Publisher: Tor Books
Release Date: January, 1990
Yarr! There be spoilers ahead. Ye’ve been warned!
The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one age,called the Third Age by some, an age yet to come, an Age long past,a wind rose in the Mountains of Mist.The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.
So, it’s finally that time. Back in highschool, after I’d run out of Terry Goodkind books to read, burned myself out on Terry Brooks and filled my boots with Salvatore, I finally caved and gave into my friends’ advice to read Robert Jordan’s The Eye of the World. I was a stubborn ass, though, and knew it wouldn’t be up to snuff, knew Jordan wasn’t fit to clean Goodkind’s laundry.
Oh, what a fool I was, at least in retrospect.
The Mad Hatter is reporting that Patrick Rothfuss has turned in the final manuscript for his hotly anticipated novel, The Wise Man’s Fear, the sequel to The Name of the Wind:
Last week Patrick Rothfuss mentioned The Wise Man’s Fear was nearly done, but I kept my squee in check. Gollancz just confirmed that the manuscript has been recevived so all systems are go to have the book out for the announced March 1st release in the states from DAW and Gollancz in the UK.
Uhh? Squee! Wonderful news. When Rothfuss first hit the scene, it was reported that both sequels in the Kingkiller Chronicles trilogy were complete and would follow The Name of the Wind on a yearly basis. The problem arose when Rothfuss looked at those manuscripts and realized they weren’t up to snuff with his debut novel and would require extensive (almost complete, I would hazard to say) re-writes. I’m sure we can all agree that the book will be well worth the wait (or, I suppose, an unmitigated disaster finally pushed out the door by his publisher because it’s unsalvageable… but I doubt it, Rothfuss is too much of a professional for that.) What a great way to start the day!
Copyedits still need done, but galleys are supposedly in production (I’ve already put my left kidney on the black market, in hopes of attaining one) and all signs point to Rothfuss and Daw Books hitting their scheduled March 1st, 2011 release date!
The Pastel City
By M. John Harrison
Publisher: Avon Books
Release Date: 1971
Every moment of a science fiction story must represent the triumph of writing over worldbuilding.
Worldbuilding is dull. Worldbuilding literalises the urge to invent. Worldbuilding gives an unnecessary permission for acts of writing (indeed, for acts of reading). Worldbuilding numbs the reader’s ability to fulfil their part of the bargain, because it believes that it has to do everything around here if anything is going to get done.
Above all, worldbuilding is not technically neccessary. It is the great clomping foot of nerdism. It is the attempt to exhaustively survey a place that isn’t there. A good writer would never try to do that, even with a place that is there. It isn’t possible, & if it was the results wouldn’t be readable: they would constitute not a book but the biggest library ever built, a hallowed place of dedication & lifelong study. This gives us a clue to the psychological type of the worldbuilder & the worldbuilder’s victim, & makes us very afraid.
It was the quote heard ’round the Nerddoom; it set the blogosphere aflame and rose the hackles of readers brought up on the likes of J.R.R. Tolkien, Robert Jordan and Stephen Donaldson. He is an ‘utter, arrogant asshole.‘ they yelled. Or, ‘he probably realised he could never come close to Tolkien in worldbuilding [sic] and decided it was just unnecessary crap.‘. Whether in agreement or disagreement with Harrison, shouts were raised and batllelines drawn, all in the name of world-building and its importance to the genre.
And I’ll admit, I was one of those angry trolls. I turned up my nose at Harrison, shrugged off his fiction because of (what I considered) off-base comments made on his blog. So, then, it was with obvious, pride-threathening trepidation that I accepted a challenge from Sam Sykes, author of Tome of the Undergates, to tackle Harrison’s work. Along with several others, I was tasked with putting aside my preconceptions, and to broaden my horizons by reading a novel that was well off my radar. Sykes’ choice for me was The Pastel City, the first of Harrison’s many stories set in and around the city (or cities?) of Viriconium. My experience with The Pastel City showed me that, though I still might not wholly agree with his opinions on world-building, I, and many others, might have misunderstood what he was trying to say.
To rinse our mouths after that repugnant cover for Black Halo, I’ve got another wonderful effort from the folk at Bragelonne and artist Marc Simonetti (who you might remember from his artwork for George R.R. Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire):
Cheers to Mihai for pointing it out (he’s a great source of cover art). Like the cover for Lamentation, Simonetti provides another piece of art that really encapsulates the tone and atmosphere of the series. Great work.