Really funny analysis, from an information design perspective, of the government’s new terrorism-preparedness website, here.
Books: William P. Alford’s To Steal a Book Is an Elegant Offense: Intellectual Property Law in Chinese Civilization is a short, well-written look at why China hasn’t responded to Western concepts of IP with the enthusiasm hoped for by the RIAA, the MPAA, and other business interests long before them. Alford seems wryly cognizant of the potential for Monty Python-esque absurdity in explaining what effects the Cultural Revolution had on patents, and it’s a neat read that challenges Western assumptions about the sources of creativity.
I picked up The Vampire Sextette, an anthology of six vampire stories featuring sex in one way or another. Though really, aren’t those last seven words redundant? The authors are Nancy Collins, Tanith Lee, Kim Newman, S.P. Somtow, Brian Stableford, and Chelsea Quinn Yarbro, and I can’t honestly say that any of these stories are even solid base hits. I would read almost anything by Kim Newman, and unfortunately his story here is proof. It’s about Orson Welles, and Dracula, and dreams, and has a great cameo by Barbie the Vampire Slayer and her Overlooker. If you like Newman’s style and care little for plot, you’ll be happy with the story. The other stories – with the exception of Somtow’s, about which more in a moment – are just as wispy, competently executed but not stirring or strongly plotted.
Somtow. I read a few books of his years ago, but this is my first adult exposure. From his biography I gather that he’s not a native American English speaker. Nothing wrong with that, but he shouldn’t try to do Southern teens or Southern lawyers and judges unless he has a native editor and listens to her advice. His redneck high-schoolers veer from laughable dialect to equally laughable purple prose – and, for a story told only in dialogue, this is an even worse problem than usual. It’s a pointless story of sex and violence, unredeemed by any eroticism, any style, or any moral vision (even nihilism). I won’t get into the so-called courtroom procedure. I’m just mad that the editor of this book thought that this story was worth wasting actual paper and ink on.
I just began Jennifer Government, by Max Barry, and it’s looking pretty good.
Apologies:
Dear Scully,
I’m sorry about the thing with Marita. My motto is usually “Was that over the top? I can never tell,” but I could tell. The rest of it got you Miranda, so let’s call it a draw. I’m sorry that you got dragged through a bunch of worlds, each worse than the one before, without knowing what was going on.
The cancer wasn’t my fault, but I’m really sorry for the rest of it, especially for making you an underhanded bitch. I should have known that you’re a straightforward bitch, when necessary.
Dear Mulder,
No, I’m not sorry. Punk. Except maybe for making you a bad guy, if that’s what you were.
Dear Spike,
Sorry for the multiple injuries. Oh wait, we’re not done with you yet.
Dear Buffy,
Sorry about the torture. But on the upside, the rest of the sex was pretty good.
Dear Clark,
I’m sorry that I find you too pretty to interact with as a human being, and that you’re just cannon fodder for Lex’s forays into self-discovery (and occasionally Clark-discovery).
Dear Lex,
I’m sorry I made you a murderous drug-dealer. But I’ve got really good canonical excuses, and you did get to rule almost the whole world. Also, I’m a sucker for a happy ending with you, and if you ask Mulder & Scully, they’ll tell you that you’re getting a nice smooth ride, comparatively.
Dear Martha,
For what I did to you via Lionel, Lex and Clark, and what I am about to do, I am most truly sorry.
Books: William P. Alford’s To Steal a Book Is an Elegant Offense: Intellectual Property Law in Chinese Civilization is a short, well-written look at why China hasn’t responded to Western concepts of IP with the enthusiasm hoped for by the RIAA, the MPAA, and other business interests long before them. Alford seems wryly cognizant of the potential for Monty Python-esque absurdity in explaining what effects the Cultural Revolution had on patents, and it’s a neat read that challenges Western assumptions about the sources of creativity.
I picked up The Vampire Sextette, an anthology of six vampire stories featuring sex in one way or another. Though really, aren’t those last seven words redundant? The authors are Nancy Collins, Tanith Lee, Kim Newman, S.P. Somtow, Brian Stableford, and Chelsea Quinn Yarbro, and I can’t honestly say that any of these stories are even solid base hits. I would read almost anything by Kim Newman, and unfortunately his story here is proof. It’s about Orson Welles, and Dracula, and dreams, and has a great cameo by Barbie the Vampire Slayer and her Overlooker. If you like Newman’s style and care little for plot, you’ll be happy with the story. The other stories – with the exception of Somtow’s, about which more in a moment – are just as wispy, competently executed but not stirring or strongly plotted.
Somtow. I read a few books of his years ago, but this is my first adult exposure. From his biography I gather that he’s not a native American English speaker. Nothing wrong with that, but he shouldn’t try to do Southern teens or Southern lawyers and judges unless he has a native editor and listens to her advice. His redneck high-schoolers veer from laughable dialect to equally laughable purple prose – and, for a story told only in dialogue, this is an even worse problem than usual. It’s a pointless story of sex and violence, unredeemed by any eroticism, any style, or any moral vision (even nihilism). I won’t get into the so-called courtroom procedure. I’m just mad that the editor of this book thought that this story was worth wasting actual paper and ink on.
I just began Jennifer Government, by Max Barry, and it’s looking pretty good.
Apologies:
Dear Scully,
I’m sorry about the thing with Marita. My motto is usually “Was that over the top? I can never tell,” but I could tell. The rest of it got you Miranda, so let’s call it a draw. I’m sorry that you got dragged through a bunch of worlds, each worse than the one before, without knowing what was going on.
The cancer wasn’t my fault, but I’m really sorry for the rest of it, especially for making you an underhanded bitch. I should have known that you’re a straightforward bitch, when necessary.
Dear Mulder,
No, I’m not sorry. Punk. Except maybe for making you a bad guy, if that’s what you were.
Dear Spike,
Sorry for the multiple injuries. Oh wait, we’re not done with you yet.
Dear Buffy,
Sorry about the torture. But on the upside, the rest of the sex was pretty good.
Dear Clark,
I’m sorry that I find you too pretty to interact with as a human being, and that you’re just cannon fodder for Lex’s forays into self-discovery (and occasionally Clark-discovery).
Dear Lex,
I’m sorry I made you a murderous drug-dealer. But I’ve got really good canonical excuses, and you did get to rule almost the whole world. Also, I’m a sucker for a happy ending with you, and if you ask Mulder & Scully, they’ll tell you that you’re getting a nice smooth ride, comparatively.
Dear Martha,
For what I did to you via Lionel, Lex and Clark, and what I am about to do, I am most truly sorry.
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I think Somtow is Thai, but am not sure.
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Somtow was raised all over Asia, as I recall, but I don't know his national origin. And I don't actually care; there are numerous Americans who couldn't write any better -- I've read some of their fanfic. It's just that, as a long-published author, Somtow should be better than that, and it seems likely that part of the problem is his attempt to write in voices with which he's unfamiliar.
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In that case, have you encountered Laurell K. Hamilton's "Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter" series yet? I'll freely admit that some are hits and some are misses, but the general concept is pretty interesting; enough to keep me reading them so far, at least.
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Generally, I like the fact that Anita slowly became a sociopath, as a rational and emotional response to the situations in which she found herself. I found, though, that the last few books did a better job of raising that issue than resolving it. In the next book, I want her to take a good hard look at her life and make some changes, even if they constitute getting rid of the rest of her humanity (and the penguin collection, which is too cute), or I'll feel that the arc has sputtered to a halt.
Also, she was such a prude when she started; I find the progression to sex with multiple partners consistent for the character given the rules Hamilton's laid down, but I don't really find it sexy and I liked it better when she was just heavy on the UST. So I'm hoping the next book is really plot-driven and less with the sex. I read the first chapter on her website, and it seems okay, and hints that the sociopath thing is going to be an issue.
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I agree. I think that what really started bothering me about this was that the books started focusing more and more on describing various (and increasingly more explicit and complex) encounters rather than the story and the plot that drove them; I found myself paging through, looking for the story and just trying to get past the rest of it. Obsidian Butterfly and even Narcissus in Chains did much better with reversing that trend, though, and I've got hopes for Cerulean Sins, even just given the very bare plot hint I've heard.
But wait, where's the website? The only one I was aware of currently displays the excerpt and information for A Caress of Shadows, from the Meredith Gentry books. Hmm. :)
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