I don't mean to nitpick, Tom, but is this really your plan?

Max Barry, Discordia:( audiobook )
Sarah Kuhn, Hollywood Heroine: ( straight to video )
Charles Stross, The Bloodline Feud: A Merchant Princes Omnibus: The Family Trade & The Hidden Family: ( fantasy economics )

Nancy Kress, Sea Change: ( technological hope )
S.A. Chakraborty, The City of Brass: ( djinn and more )
Lilith Saintcrow, Night Shift: ( her name is Kismet )
Neil Gaiman & Colleen Doran, Snow, Glass, Apples: ( graphic novel )
Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August: ( rewind )
Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son: ( carrying on carrying on )

Paul Cornell, Witches of Lychford: ( modern witches )
Max Barry, Providence: ( space wars )
Devil Take Me: ( romance anthology )
Tade Thompson, ( Molly Southborne, who makes more of herself )

Tade Thompson, ( The Wormwood trilogy: colonial sf )

Alexis Hall, Shadows & Dreams: ( not that Kate Kane )

But first, a PSA: America’s worst charities. Don’t give money to charities that spend all their money fundraising. When the cause is very small (such as a specific, rare disease), resort to professional fundraisers and a lower percentage going directly to services can be understandable and acceptable. But nothing like these, including Youth Development Fund, which sends 80% of its donations to fundraisers and uses most of the rest to pay a company owned by the “charity’s” founder and president to make scuba-diving videos starring him and then to pay to broadcast those videos. Disgusting. Check names carefully, and check online, especially for anything veteran-related.

( Max Barry, Alec Nevala-Lee, Diana Wynne Jones, Mira Grant )

Also, NGIP (nearly gratuitous) -- my beloved Z made me a Watchmen icon! Someday I've just got to give Lex a cat named Bubastis.

I love sports movies, though I can't stand sports, and Poolhall Junkies is basically a sports movie. Though there's no uplifting training montage, which is really the best part of a sports movie.

Anyhow, it was pretty funny in parts, though somewhat incoherent. The pool was often fun to watch; the central character starts off so good that it's hard to understand how he could ever lose, though the movie fixes that in a Hustler-like plot turn.

Christopher Walken IM'd in a performance that was nonetheless eyecatching. He had the best line in the movie: upon being taunted about a one-in-a-million shot that won him a bet, with the taunter saying he couldn't ever make that shot again, he says, "I don't have to make it again. I just made it now!"

Good point.

The movie also confirmed what I'd thought for a while: MR is cute and all, but when he's with hair, he does nothing for me. He's just another frat boy with a charming smile and a glint of contempt in his eye for anyone taken in by it.

Jennifer Government by Max Barry: Go read this book. It's a two-days-from-tomorrow story about a world in which corporations rule -- to the extent that one's last name is taken from one's employer -- and Nike stages gang-like hits on customers to promote its new sneakers. And that's just the beginning. The coincidences pile on pretty high, but the plot moves fast enough that it's forgivable. And I'm just a sucker for tough-guy dialogue in new settings (Anita Blake, anyone?), like "You're pretty confident for a guy whose antivirus software depends on buffer overruns." Well, in context it's a great line, and literature does the tech-suspense better than movies, where staring at a screen and waiting for a printer is hard to dramatize, as in that last Tom Clancy/Harrison Ford movie.

Also, the title character, with a barcode on her cheek and enough baggage to fill a cargo hold, is just plain fun.

Go read this book.