Flowers and Plaudits
It seems I am now able to add another name to the ever-lengthening list of awards I haven’t won, for I duly note that my short story, The Fool Jobs, is one of five finalists for a Locus Award. It’s actually not a short story apparently, as at some 8,000 words (yes, I can’t even write a short short story) it sits in the novelette category, somewhere between a short story and a novella in length. The cynical among you might say something like, “ha! Novelette is, like, way the softest of the categories, I’ve never even heard of that before,” to which I would reply something like, “I don’t care, bitch, I’m a finalist, yeah!” And then the cynical among you would say, “Neil Gaiman’s in the same category as you, you might as well go home,” to which I would be all crestfallen and say something like, “ah. Shit. You’re right. Never mind. I don’t care about awards anyway.” I also note, however, that the anthology in which The Fool Jobs appears, Swords and Dark Magic, is a finalist in the anthologies section. My congratulations to its editors Lou Anders and Jonathan Strahan, along with the galaxy of other leading fantasy writers who contributed, though obviously less well than me, since they weren’t finalists individually. Yeah! It’s me that gets my ass handed to me by Neil Gaiman. Meeeeeeeeee!
In other news, the shockwaves of bankrupt nihilism continue softly to reverberate, and have inspired an interesting consideration of The Heroes by Alex Preston writing in Salon Futura. You tend to read opinions from folks steeped in the fantasy genre, so interesting to get one from a writer who stands well outside it but happens to specialise in violence in literature more generally. As an interesting aside, I note in comments that Guardian columnist Sam Jordison went to the same school as me. What are the odds?
And in further news my UK publisher, Gollancz, is celebrating its 50th birthday this year, and to celebrate will be reprinting 10 of its most notable fantasy and science fiction titles in traditional yellow jackets. You may go and vote for your favourites from a list of 50, and believe me it’s a hell of a list. Oh look! There’s one of mine on there. Fancy that…