Under Heaven was the last of the Birthday Books to arrive; that I willingly put down money to pre-order it should tell you something, but not as much as the fact that it was written by Guy Gavriel Kay.
And so, we begin the long wait for Cryoburn.
Under Heaven was the last of the Birthday Books to arrive; that I willingly put down money to pre-order it should tell you something, but not as much as the fact that it was written by Guy Gavriel Kay.
And so, we begin the long wait for Cryoburn.
Originally, this was going to be Mission of Honor – but I did it already. So… hey, Cryoburn! New Miles Vorkosigan! Also coming out… eventually. Well, maybe Baen will make the digital copy available for this one early.
So, farewell to The Gods Themselves.
I haven’t thought of Isaac Asimov’s The Gods Themselves for a while; but it used a pretty good Schilling quote as a framing device, so let us go with that.
And so, farewell to The Occult Philosophy in the Elizabethan Age (Routledge Classics)
Come, I will conceal nothing from you: I was at a loss for this week’s: I asked my wife; and she said The Occult Philosophy in the Elizabethan Age (Routledge Classics). And then she warned me that it isn’t pop research, so pack a lunch before reading it.
Yes, a bit of a jump from Planetary Vol. 4: Spacetime Archaeology to this. It happens.
Planetary Vol. 4: Spacetime Archaeology is the fourth and final collection of the main comic book series (there’s also Planetary: Crossing Worlds, which is a collection of three stand-alone crossovers [and worth it for the Batman one alone]) about mystery archeologists. I’ve only been waiting for it for two years (and thank goodness for birthday Amazon gift certificates, or I still would be waiting for it).
And so farewell to Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: Dawn of the Dreadfuls (Quirk Classics: Pride and Prejudice and Zombies), which was also acquired via the intervention of birthday money. Such is the nature of the universe.
I picked up Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: Dawn of the Dreadfuls as part of the Birthday Bounty; and it’s… pretty good, actually. Quirk Classics seems to have gotten a line on what is actually not a bad sub-genre, here: this particular prequel to Pride and Prejudice and Zombies doesn’t work with Austen’s original books directly, but it manages to have fun with them while also taking them seriously. If Quirk keeps finding authors who can do that, they will have themselves a nice little print run.
And so, farewell to The Hobbit:.
Moe Lane
Because I broke down and eventually read The Revolution Business; gratuitous bashing of the last administration aside (I had Charlie Stross figured as being too smart to auto-date his books like that), it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. The Trade of Queens finishes it all up, which is probably all to the good.
And so, farewell to The Cat in the Hat.
Because I’ve read The Cat in the Hat a lot this week.
Over.
And over.
And over.
And over.
And over.
And over.
Have I mentioned ‘over?’
And so, adieu to Ghosts of Manhattan.
Alt-earth steampunk pulp superhero noir: Ghosts of Manhattan isn’t out until the end of April, but I know my weaknesses. I mean, I’ve seen Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow something like four times*.
And so, adieu to The Little Red Hen… actually, no. I want to reinforce that particular message.
Moe Lane
*The wife almost stood up and cheered when we saw the robots for the first time. Apparently Hollywood is very, very bad at making believable robots, from a roboticist’s point of view…
I may have done this one before, but I’m putting it up, adding a hashtag so that The Little Red Hen (Little Golden Book) shows up on RedState’s RedHot, and categorizing it under Politics and Not-Politics because apparently A LOT OF PEOPLE OUT THERE NEED TO READ IT AGAIN.
Like, right now. After you read A Midsummer Tempest, of course.
Moe Lane
PS: Yup, it has something to do with my comments on Fausta’s Blog Talk Radio program this morning.