July 2008

Just got done reading Sly Mongoose (which comes out in hardback August 19th), and this is the best one yet.

Set seventy-five years after Ragamuffin, a teenager who supports his family on the planet Chilo by scavenging metal from the toxic surface loses his best friend in a freak accident caused by falling debris. Someone hit the city … from space … and lived!

Who the stranger is, why he’s there, and what he’s running from lead to Tobias Buckell’s wildest SF adventure novel yet, as well as his best-developed characters and plot of the three. If you liked the others, you’ll love this one. He just gets better with every book.

Highly recommended.

They have the novel on preorder at Amazon. For more information, visit Tobias Buckell Online.


Thumbs down on The Test of Time. But some good comments.

Just sent out The Test of Time query to the L. Perkins Agency (scroll down to the next post for the details on why now). If anything, at least I’ll get a bit of feedback on writing queries.


Wish me luck.

Personalized rejections from L. Perkins Agency, for a limited time only.

I’m wondering if there’s something wrong with me to be so excited about this. But, hell, this seems full of win-win.

Simply amazing.

Push a guy hard enough and his true self will come out. There’s ugly in everyone, I guess, even the most ‘enlightened’.

I fucked up big time yesterday. I let my privileged self slobber all over the damn place — someone else’s damn place, worse yet. No, I’m not going into details. If you were there, you know.

But if you haven’t figured it out, I have a mental problem (I like to call it a psychiatric disability), and yesterday I was about as low as I’ve been in months. Ready to give up the whole trying-to-be-published shit, because I have this huge Achilles heel that never seems to let go. Namely, me. I can just see it now: get published, and then do some godawful thing or say something completely … WRONG … and ruin everything.

But I didn’t binge or get drunk or scream at my spouse or children or hit anyone or do any of the other fucked-up things I’ve done in the past. So that was encouraging. I ranted on my LJ (thanks to you few who read it, sorry to rant at you, but you’re the only ones I trusted with it right then), went out and pulled weeds and pulled onions and yeah, shed a few pissed-off tears, and felt better. I was all set to quit, though. Not writing, but publishing, even this blog. I was done. I even had the post all set up in my mind to write on here.

But then I slept on it (always a good idea for me not to get impulsive), and did all the day things I get to do as the one who stays home with kids. They’re teenagers, so it’s not bad having them home over the summer. I guess I’m one of the few people who likes their kids.

And yet I still felt so pissed about the unfairness of it all that I went and spent several hours on Wikipedia this morning making this. I really felt better after that.

Then I went back to face the music and the man apologizes to me.

Well, that was different.

So I go back here looking for something and read a bunch of old posts, and thought, “hey, this isn’t all that bad”. And then a buddy of mine came on IM after reading my rant on LJ and made me laugh, and I think I’m okay.

Perfection and I are not in the same space-time continuum, but maybe this can work anyway.

I just added this store through Amazon.com (if you look over at the sidebar, it’s under “Take a look!”). Tell me what you think. Are there any categories you’d like to see up there? Or would it be more helpful if it were only things I’ve read? Never done one of these before…

Edit: I’m not happy with this, going to take it down and fix it.