The Year’s Best Science Fiction and Fantasy, 2010 Edition, ed. Rich Horton

Second paragraph of third story (“The Island”, by Peter Watts):

Is it really too much to ask, that you might talk to us now and then?

Thirty stories here; I had read three of them before, two of which I ranked bottom of their category in the 2010 Hugos but the third, Lucius Shepard’s “Sylgarmo’s Proclamation”, I rather enjoyed. Most of them I enjoyed a lot more, with a particular shout to Robert Charles Wilson’s “This Peaceable Land, Or, The Unbearable Vision of Harriet Beecher Stowe”, in which the American Civil War never happened and slavery is abolished by more unpleasant means; Anne Leckie’s “The Endangered Camp”, with spacefaring dinosaurs; R. Garcia y Robertson’s “Wife-Stealing Time”, set among barbarians on Barsoom; and best and creepiest of the bunch, Kelly Link’s “Secret Identity” where a teenager’s attempt to rendezvous with her much older lover turns into an unexpected encounter with superheroes. You can get it here.

This was the second last book acquired in 2010 remaining on my bookshelves, leaving only Heartspell, by Blaine Anderson.

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Current
From Here To Eternity, by James Jones
Blue Box Boy, by Matthew Waterhouse

Last books finished
The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition, ed. Rich Horton
The Time Lord Letters, by Justin Richards
Heartspell, by Blaine Anderson
α1
“The Queen of Air and Darkness”, by Poul Anderson
β1
Lambik by Marc Legendre
Tales from Moominvalley. by Tove Jansson

Next books
Avalanche Soldier, by Susan Matthews
The White Tiger, by Aravind Adiga

α1 and β1 to be revealed later.

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Milkman, by Anna Burns

Second paragraph of third chapter:

‘I’m confused,’ he said. ‘Is that passage about the sky? If it is about the sky then why doesn’t the writer just say so? Why is he complicating things with fancy footwork when all he need say is that the sky is blue?’

Winner of last year’s Man Booker Prize, this was my first book read in 2019, and a promising start. I am sad but somehow not surprised to learn that Burns is the first Northern Irish winner of the prize in 50 years.

The novel is very clearly set in North Belfast (I was not surprised to see that Burns grew up in the Ardoyne) during the Troubles, in the late 1970s or early 1980s; the author would have been 18, the age of her narrator, in 1980, the year of the first hunger strike and the Dunmurry train bombing. It’s certainly set before the emergence of Sinn Féin as an overt political force in 1982.

And at the same time, it’s a novel without names – the city is not named, none of the characters are named, no organisation or country or religion is named. Often I like books that are set in well-researched locations, but this authorial tactic actually woke me up to the fact that really when I judge other writers by Irish authenticity (and I’ve got a review coming in a couple of days where I will be very judgey on that score) I’m really judging them about their sharing of my own imagination about my homeland. Similarly, the unnamed characters are if anything easier to visualise; I’ve read plenty of books where the protagonist’s named siblings are far less three-dimensional than ‘oldest sister’ and ‘second sister’ here.

The story is about a local paramilitary leader, nicknamed ‘Milkman’, who takes an interest in the narrator, stalking her and becoming an unwanted but unavoidable presence in her life. In conservative Catholic Belfast, of course, these situations are always the girl’s fault, and the closed mindset of her elders provides no support. You are who you are only because of who you are related to, your own identity doesn’t matter. In a sense this is a story of almost forty years ago in dialogue with the #MeToo movement.

At the same time, our narrator escapes through literature (she becomes notorious for walking down the street reading) and has many hilarious observations to make about the day-to-day craziness of the society she is growing up in (the local poisoner is particularly memorable). I see from reviews of Burns’ first book, No Bones, that she took a very similar starting point and slightly lost the run of herself towards the end. Here, everything is under control.

I had a lot to write about this. Even so, I don’t think it will be one of my own top books of 2019; a bit too downbeat and dense for my tastes. But well worth the read. You can get it here.

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Three Fourth Doctor audios: Destroy the Infinite, The Abandoned, Zygon Hunt

I am realising that my Big Finish listening dropped off in 2014 in the wake of the first Worldcon that I was heavily involved with. Now that I am on my third, I'm hoping to catch up by dint of managing my time a bit better and also using the iPhone app more efficiently.

These three audios feature Tom Baker and Louise Jameson as the Fourth Doctor and Leela, following on from Last of the Colophon.. I'm noting them quickly here so as to move on to better stuff – none of them quite hit the mark for me.

Destroy the Infinite, by Nicholas Briggs, is quite important in Big Finish continuity in that it introduces an enemy entity, the Eminence, which had already featured in Sixth Doctor and Eighth Doctor stories, here having nefariously taken over a human space colony by means of the Infinite Warriors (who, per the title, must be destroyed). A stellar cast, who I won’t list here, but somehow the whole thing falls rather flat, and writing a month or so after I listened to it I find I cannot remember much about it. You can get it here.

The Abandoned, by Louise Jameson and Nigel Fairs, was the best and most ambitious of these three. It’s set entirely in the Tardis, and foregrounds Leela much more than usual (hardly surprising given who wrote it); I very much liked her getting drawn into an ancient mystery concealed in the depths of the Tardis, and some of the soundscape and mindscape concepts that the story contained (including a great guest performance by Stephanie Cole (who co-starred with Louise Jameson in Tenko may years ago). My biggest problem with it is that I was not entirely sure what was going on, even after listening to it twice. but ambition is not a bad thing. You can get it here.

Zygon Hunt, again by Nicholas Briggs, is a bit more memorable than Destroy the Infinite, but again rather pulls its punches; since you know that at least one of the cast must be a Zygon, it’s fairly easy to work out who it is, and the plot unwinds without a lot of help from the Doctor or Leela. The plot itself concerns the loathsome hunting practices of the Knight Defenders of Earth, killing big things for the fun of it, and the crucial dynamic is supplied by the commander, played by Michael Maloney (who I must have first encountered in Earthsearch back in the day), and his adjutant, played by Gillian Kearney who I absolutely loved in Sex, Chips & Rock n’ Roll. You can get it here.

Next up: some Seventh Doctor stories.

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BSFA Long List – Goodreads/LibraryThing stats

The BSFA long list is out. As I'm this year's Hugo Administrator, I will make no comment here beyond posting the stats. Books listed by (geometric) average of GR/LT rating. The top ten in each column are in bold.

Goodreads LibraryThing
owners av rating owners av rating
Naomi Novik Spinning Silver 105622 4.31 700 4.27
Stuart Turton The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle 108267 4.03 552 3.87
Pierce Brown Iron Gold 88775 4.25 286 3.94
RF Kuang The Poppy War 69835 4.06 339 3.96
Becky Chambers Record of a Spaceborn Few 27709 4.2 312 4.21
Ling Ma Severance 37440 3.9 201 3.97
Mary Robinette Kowal The Calculating Stars 24374 4.24 263 4.12
Tade Thompson Rosewater 18267 3.89 168 3.88
Sam J Miller Blackfish City 17201 3.61 170 3.37
Tasha Suri Empire of Sand 15979 3.93 105 3.87
Patrick Ness And the Ocean Was Our Sky 13513 3.68 115 3.45
Peter Watts The Freeze-Frame Revolution 9556 4.04 110 3.98
Yoon Ha Lee Revenant Gun 6624 4.22 136 4.16
Alastair Reynolds Elysium Fire 7101 4.06 110 3.72
Sam Hawke City of Lies 7656 3.9 69 3.88
Gareth L Powell Embers of War 4205 4.02 61 3.62
Emma Newman Before Mars 3265 4.09 69 4.08
T Kingfisher The Wonder Engine 2359 4.37 54 4.18
Audrey Schulman Theory of Bastards 2824 4.11 36 4
Aliette de Bodard In the Vanishers’ Palace 2187 4.02 37 4.08
Roger Levy The Rig 1626 3.84 27 4.25
Rich Larson Annex 1795 3.71 24 3.67
Ed McDonald Ravencry 1936 4.31 21 3.83
EJ Swift Paris Adrift 1754 3.55 23 3.1
Derek Künsken The Quantum Magician 1372 4.15 28 3.9
James Smythe I Still Dream 1550 4.01 21 4.5
Malka Older State Tectonics 993 4.15 24 3.63
RJ Barker Blood of Assassins 1531 4.17 13 3.75
Juno Dawson Doctor Who: The Good Doctor 591 4.01 20 5
Jen Williams The Bitter Twins 913 4.32 10 4.88
Dave Hutchinson Europe at Dawn 261 4.25 30 4.17
Anna Stephens Darksoul 640 4.42 10
Rachel Armstrong Origamy 187 3.68 28 1.9
EM Brown Buying Time 423 3.77 12 3.5
Christopher Priest An American Story 323 3.65 14 3.75
Simon Ings The Smoke 429 3.89 10 3.5
Daniel Godfrey The Synapse Sequence 318 3.73 7 3
Adam Roberts By the Pricking of Her Thumb 195 3.9 11 4.5
Dominic Dulley Shattermoon 175 3.9 7
Rachel Fellman The Breath of the Sun 115 4.45 5
Andrew Crumey The Great Chain Of Unbeing 52 3.77 5 4.5
Aliya Whiteley The Loosening Skin 136 4.3 1
Andrew Bannister Stone Clock 34 4.1 2 4
Berit Ellingsen Now We Can See the Moon 39 4.63 1
Elizabeth Priest Concrete Faery 16 4 1

Last year's finalists were 3rd, 9th, 27th and 35th out of 48finalists similarly ranked 9th, 23rd, 26th, 28th and 29th out of 34., and the 2015 finalists were 18th, 21st, 26th, 40th and 43rd out of 56. So this isn't a very good guide to who will get shortlisted or win, but it is an indication of wider reading tastes.

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New year, so new day for my weekly reading blog.

Current
The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition, ed. Rich Horton
Heartspell, by Blaine Anderson
The Time Lord Letters, by Justin Richards
From Here To Eternity, by James Jones

Last books finished
Milkman, by Anna Burns

Next books
Saga Volume 9, by Brian K Vaughan and Fiona Staples
"The Queen of Air and Darkness", by Poul Anderson

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Social media hygiene: a Twitter unblocking amnesty (with thanks to @luca)

The New Year is a time to look at things you are doing and assess whether or not they have worked. Over the last few years, particularly when the culture wars around Gamergate and the Hugos were at their peak in 2014-15, I subscribed to several of the various Twitter block lists, assuming that it would keep malevolent types off my time line. I very much defend the right of anyone to block whoever they want – as someone else said on Twitter recently:

However, I've been noticing that I am finding interesting material in accounts that I had somehow blocked, and have no memory of blocking. Perhaps the block lists are too big and all-embracing to be useful for me. I therefore decided that I would do a New Year amnesty and unblock absolutely everyone, and anyone who is very annoying to me in future can be muted (and anyone who is really very annoying can still be blocked).

So I went to the list of Twitter accounts I have blocked, and spent an idle hour or so clicking on the "unblock" button beside each name. But it became uneasily clear to me that this was not having a terribly rapid effect. There seemed no end in sight. Eventually I clicked on the "Advanced options – export your list" option on the page. It downloaded a surprisingly large number of files listing accounts that I had blocked. I was astonished when I looked at the files and realised that each of them contained 5000 blocked Twitter accounts. 5000 times a surprisingly large number is a very large number indeed.

Well, I'm glad to say that I found this page explaining how to deal with the problem. Basically you have to go to the list of blocked Twitter accounts, open up the developer tools consolde by pressing F12, open up the browser console by pressing Esc, and then enter the following three commands:

var autoScroll = setInterval(() => window.scrollTo(0, document.body.scrollHeight),1000);

This starts scrolling automatically through the list of blocked accounts – and if you have many thousands, as I did, you'll probably want to take several runs at this process. The tab need to be the active one in your browser window (you can have other browser windows open, and it still works). When you think you have enough blocked accounts on the screen, then enter this:

clearInterval(autoScroll)

That stops the scrolling. Then, to click the "Unblock" button on on each of the displayed accounts, enter:

$('.user-actions-follow-button').click()

And it takes a while – not as long as the first phase – but you get all of the displayed accounts unblocked. (Be careful not to enter that command twice – if you do, you end up following them!)

It's going to take me several days to go through the process, and no doubt I will have to do some tidying up if people who I had blocked for cause try and interact with me again. But I was astonished to realise that several big media outlets, and some fairly innocuous political figures and commentators, had ended up on my block list. In the end I can choose how to engage, and I choose to go for a bit more openness. (Though firmly operating a one-strike-and-you're-blocked policy.)

Incidentally I discovered that I am on seven blocklists myself

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The Fate of Rome: Climate, Disease and the End of an Empire, by Kyle Harper

Second paragraph of third chapter:

Aristides had come to Rome, much as Galen would a generation later, an aspiring young provincial ready to try his fortunes on the grandest stage. He had been preparing his entire life. A son of the gentry, Aristides had been tutored throughout his youth by a celebrity cast of rhetorical teachers. After his father’s death, Aristides had cruised the Nile, the ultimate Grand Tour. He failed to discover its exotic headwaters, but acquired a stock of colorful experiences he could recycle for a lifetime. Shortly after, he ventured to the capital. He journeyed west by land, along the Via Egnatia, the great Roman highway cutting through the Balkans. On the way, he contracted a nagging cold that turned violent, worsened by the dreary weather and the swampy landscape. He struggled to eat, and breathing became laborious. “I was very worried about my teeth falling out, so that I was always holding up my hands to catch them.” The fevers struck, and by the time he reached Rome, “there was not any hope even for my survival.” When Aristides delivered the “Roman Oration”, he lifted himself off what he thought was his deathbed.¹
¹ Nile: Aelius Aristides, Or. 36. Sickness: 48.62-63, tr. Behr. On Aristides in general: Downie 2013; Israelowitch 2012; the essays in Harris and Holmes 2008; Bowerstock 1969; Behr 1968.

As it turned out, this was the last book I finished in 2018; a very thought-provoking study of the natural causes behind the collapse of the Roman Empire, which he describes as the biggest economic reverse suffered by any region of the world in human history (though surely the destruction of the pre-colonisation Americas must come pretty close).

Harper goes in detail into the two big factors to which he attributes the fall of Rome: climate change and pandemic. The initial growth of the Roman Empire took place at a moment when the Mediterranean was unusually warm and wet by the standards of the last few thousand years. When the climate started shifting – not for anthropogenic reasons, just from the natural shift of orbits and sunspots – crops optimised for the previous situation did not do as well, and also shifting populations (both of humans and of animals) meant that new diseases had new populations to devastate.

He identifies three big pandemics which devastated the Roman Empire – the Antonine plague of 165, the plague of Cyprian in 249, and Justinian’s plague in 541. The first of these was probably related to smallpox, the second is uncertain and the third was definitely bubonic plague in its first major European manifestation. Unhealthy Roman urbanisation made it all worse. So did a major volcanic eruption in 536, the “year without a summer” – the volcano in question has not been identified, but the effects are clear. The 6th century plague was proportionally at least as bad as the Black Death of the 14th century. He pulls in lots of contemporary observations, notably from Galen and Procopius.

It’s a good read, though slightly oddly organised in places, and marked down for poor monochrome maps which don’t always illustrate the points being made and also for GRRRRRRR endnotes. In particular, though Harper doesn’t put it in these terms, it’s an important corrective to Gibbon, who very much wanted to find a human political cause of the Decline and Fall. The human factor is not absent from Harper’s account, but the key point is that the most developed society is still vulnerable to the vicissitudes of climate change and disease – a lesson for us all. You can get it here.

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The War of the Worlds (1953)

This won the Retro Hugo for Best Dramatic Presentation for 1954 (awarded in 2004), beating “Duck Dodgers in the 24½th Century”, It Came from Outer Space, The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms and Invaders from Mars. It performs pretty respectably in the IMDB rankings, 8th and 11th on the two systems, with Roman Holiday and Peter Pan competing for the top two slots. I have not yet watched From Here To Eternity, that year's Oscar winner; oddly enough the only two 1953 films which I am sure that I previously seen are both French, Les Vacances de Monsieur Hulot / Mr Hulot's Holiday and Le Salaire de la Peur / The Wages of Fear, which blew me away, so to speak. (On reflection, I must have seen Calamity Jane too.) The War of the Worlds was given a Special Achievement Oscar for Best Special Effects, but lost two competitive nominations (Best Film Editing and Best Sound Recording, both won by From Here To Eternity). Here is a trailer.

Well, this film is many things, but inclusive it ain't – the only non-white character who we see is the unfortunate Salvatore, supposedly Hispanic yet with a somewhat differentaccent, played by Jack Kruschen, who is one of the first three victims of the aliens:
And Ann Robinson's role as the female lead Sylvia van Buren is basically peril monkey to be rescued by our hero, with whom she is in lurve.
The actors are not required to do much more than demonstrate dismay and consternation.
The plot is somewhat adapted from H.G. Wells' novel. Most obviously, the action is in Southern California, not Surrey; and the aliens have sinister floating machines rather than tripods, this being cinematically easier to do (though you can still see the wires sometimes if you look). We also actually see one of the aliens.

But the desperate failure of humanity to do much that is effective in the face of the alien invader, and the aliens' eventual defeat by the bathos of ordinary bacteria, are true to Wells.

And look, this film is about spectacle and threat, and it does those very well indeed. The alien machines are particularly effective, both when they slowly emerge from their spaceships and when they start to lay waste to Los Angeles.

And the breakdown of organised humanity is very effectively portrayed, includnig the desperate seeking of hope in religion:

There's an effective early scene with Sylvia's minister uncle (played by Lewis Martin) attempting to communicate with the aliens (and getting exterminated for his pains):

And I must give fair props to Gene Barry as scientist-hero Clayton Forrester, clearly the inspiration for future geeky heroes in the first part of the film before becoming rugged man of action at the end.

So much of this fed into Doctor Who – the soldiers being disintegrated en masse very reminiscent of Robot, and there's a full-skeleton Dalek-style extermination as well.

Anyway, this was great fun to watch, and while nothing can ever quite have the impact of the Orson Welles radio version from fifteen years earlier, it fairly catches the spirit of the original novel, updated to Fifties California. You can get it here.
Next up is the first actual Hugo for Best Dramatic Presentation, The Incredible Shrinking Man (1958).

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