April 1st, 2011 | music
March 31st, 2011 | brainjuice
March 31st, 2011 | comics talk
Remember the brilliant “punk Justice League” image Annie Wu did for one of my messageboard art challenges? She’s done the image up as a postcard set for a lousy five Yanqui dollars. Go get.
March 31st, 2011 | daybook
April 8 is apparently the day my Big Huge News will go live. Big Huge News for me, you understand. It’s not like it’s going to affect climate change or kill the Syrian government from space or anything. But it will change my working life a bit. And I’ve been sitting on the news for a little while now and it’s been driving me nuts.
Oh, and apparently there will be a small comics-related annoucement with my name on it at Wondercon this weekend.
This is the proof-of-life for the FELL #11 script. Ben got the FELL #10 script a month ago, as regular readers will recall. I should have this one done in ten days or so.
March 31st, 2011 | researchmaterial
March 30th, 2011 | brainjuice
March 30th, 2011 | Work
Kauai being where Mike Oeming is right now, on some work/vacation thing with Valve. But he’s sending me back shots from his sketchbook:
And if you go to his website, you’ll find a blog entry that pretty much gives away what we plan to do with HALF MOON.
Also at Mike’s blog post there, a weird example of… something. I’d sent Mike a link to a Russell Davies post that had some screenshots from 2010, with particular attention to the set design of the Russian spaceship (and hey, look, Dame Helen Mirren):
A couple of days later, Mike’s out shopping with his wife, and suddenly he bumps up against:
The intermediate combination and adaptation of which, you’re starting to see in some of this sketches. More next week, once Mike’s back from the sun.
March 30th, 2011 | brainjuice
Ariana just found this. The internet justifies itself for one more day.
March 29th, 2011 | brainjuice
March 29th, 2011 | daybook
So I get this email from my agent saying “We have received your signed contract for [Huge New Job] and we are immediately transporting it via messenger to [offices of commissioning entity].”
And I somehow found this so amusing that I told Fraction.
This is what immediately happened inside Fraction’s brain:
And now it’s in mine. And yours.
March 29th, 2011 | bookmarks
in the COVER section of The Times Literary Supplement
by TERRY EAGLETON
History is now skidding by so fast that the only image of the present is the future.
Note: Terry Eagleton quote: not #atemporality as such:
Shared on March 28th, 2011 from Kindle
March 28th, 2011 | brainjuice
March 28th, 2011 | people I know
Most print copies of the magnificent COILHOUSE magazine sold out long ago.
Therefore, the Coilhouse Crew* have released, for a limited time, the back issues of COILHOUSE as PDFs, for a tiny USD $5 a pop.
I recommend these unreservedly.
* Mer shouts at me when I call her, Nadya and Zo the Coilhouse Coven. And then they curse me. Whatchagonnado.
|This is how my keynote talk for the Cognitive Cities conference in Berlin last month began.|
I’m mostly a science fiction writer. Steven Shaviro, in his book CONNECTED, talks a bit about the Russian sf novel ROADSIDE PICNIC, saying that it, like all science fiction, actually exists to cast a shadow over the present.
He says of science fiction, "It shows us how profoundly haunted we are by what has not yet happened.”
In the specific case of Roadside Picnic and Tarkovsky’s film adaptation STALKER, what had not happened yet was the Chernobyl disaster. The alien impact region called The Zone in STALKER has crossed over into reality to become Chernobyl’s actual Zone Of Alienation, and the guides who take the curious into it call themselves Stalkers. In 2007, a videogame called S.T.A.L.K.E.R explicitly associates Roadside Picnic and STALKER with Chernobyl and The Zone Of Alienation, to the point where photography and footage of The Zone Of Alienation became the basis for the visual depiction of The Zone.
According to a 2003 report, there are two "cafes" inside the Zone that serve vodka described as "good from strontium." The report, preserved on a yabloko.ru message board, also notes:
Bread and vodka remained as “currency" for Chernobyl till now, where long ago is built its own, radiation communism
Which I mention purely because I love the term "radiation communism."
|I’m currently expanding it – which is at least in part a case of putting back a lot of stuff I had to cut to make my thirty-minute running time – with an eye to making it a small, cheap POD book. A little manual for urban digital hauntology. Only probably not as good as that sounds.|