29 thoughts on “Back to Work

  1. It had to happen, eventually. I’m glad you had a fun escape from “reality” for a while. What are those cute other animals on the bottom shelf?

    1. Alebrijes. Mexican folk art. I’m very big on Mexican folk art, although I destroyed some of it running after a dog, and Krissie (Anne Stuart) and Mollie have a lot of mine because I moved. I love the stuff.

  2. This photo was a wonderful thing to wake up to on a gloomy Friday morning!

    (Despite the crazy staring eyes of those wacko little birds…)

  3. Off topic, but I wanted to get this into the most recent topic while the news is valid:
    At Kindle and probably elsewhere, Poul Anderson ebooks including at least Starfarers, Orion Shall Rise , Harvest of Stars, and Fire Time are temporarily $1.99. I don’t know for how long.

    1. I always thought Poul Anderson wrote the best “future history” series of any of the big SF&F writers out there. Starting with STAR FOX and including FIRE TIME, working through Van Rijn and Falkayn to Flandry and beyond. Better than Asimov. Better than Heinlein.

      1. I enjoyed The Star Fox, but according to various lists and my own recollection, it’s a stand-alone.

        Anderson actually had several future histories, but the most developed is his Technic History. This reportedly starts by internal chronology with The Saturn Game, a late work I don’t remember well. For a long time including my heaviest Anderson-reading period, the start was the van Rijn short novel The Man Who Counts, aka War of the Wing-Men. Anderson went to a LOT of trouble to make this internally consistent, and I’m not aware of any slip-ups like those afflicting most writers, although there are probably some minor ones somewhere. Not all of the works are of equal quality, but only a few are total busts, and the cumulative effect of the whole enterprise is forceful. For starters, see the Wikipedia bibliography:


        1. On rereading I see an ambiguity. What is internally consistent is the future history written over many decades, not The Man Who Counts. Also, The Saturn Game is the title of both a novella, which is what I meant, and of a collection that is one of several places to find the novella.

        2. My recollection differs. Star Fox and Fire Time take place before the Poleosotechnic League when there was an Earth Government. No matter. It’s like insisting you have to read DREAMWEAVER’S DILEMMA as the start of Bujold’s Vorkosigan saga. Or FALLING FREE.

  4. *On* topic, I was interested in the books on the shelves, since the titles are readable. The top shelf seems to hold some but not all Crusie or Crusie-Mayer works, fiction except for the essays in the Buffy and Angel collections, which if memory serves have contributions from multiple authors. The bottom shelf seems to have books on art dealing and art crimes. I’m guessing that is a reference collection for fiction, not necessarily for Very Nice Funerals. And both shelves have way more open space than one will find on any bookshelf in my place! Probably evidence of my inadequate book-weeding.

    1. Top shelf is all Crusie and Crusie/Mayer. I edited some of the collections and had essays in others. Second shelf is art crime for the series we’re thinking for next year. Most of those books are strewn across my bed. At the bottom of the bookcase is a box labeled “books.” I’m afraid to open it. And then there are the boxes I the garage . . .

  5. Those shelves are the ideal combination of reinforcement (I made these!), motivation (we see you and judge you!) and resource (get yer background right here!).

  6. I need a library where the books are chained, somewhat like medieval ones (to keep people from stealing the books), but even more like Pratchett’s DiscWorld library (to keep the books from getting loose). Books constantly move around in my house. Some hide, like a collection of Bruno short stories that went AWOL 2 years ago, probably not to be found until we move to another house. Another has become a doorstop, probably to avoid being dropped again. Most of them like to tease me by appearing in odd places: a history of Poland that I saw in the midst of the Diana Wynne Jones books. Right now I’m searching for a Nick Herron novel from the Slough House series. I’m positive that my husband initially bought Slow Horses and another in the series; then I bought him 2 more books, one with lions and one with tigers. Currently, we can find the Horses, the Lions, and the Tigers. But whichever book he bought along with Slow Horses has disappeared. Perhaps into his train room with three walls of railroad books. Who knows — it occurs to me that we have bookcases in every room except the bathrooms, and they have piles of books and magazines. Needless to say, we live with books and they live with us.

  7. I envy you the degree of organization on your shelves. I did laundry on Wednesday and put away a half full very large jug of liquid detergent. For some reason I decided to look for it last night and tore apart the 2 closets where I might have stashed it. I even went down to the laundry room to check if I had left the bottle there (although if I had left it there it would definitely be gone by now). As I was straightening up from pawing through my coat closet yet again, I thought. “Oh, yeah, I put it in the laundry hamper.” I have no idea why I started fretting about it when I have plenty of clean clothes and the place I moved it is where I have kept it in the past, but for some reason I had to reassure myself. So enjoy the clarity and order of your shelves because I am sure it is hard won.

    1. After I have racked and wracked my brain trying to remember where I left something, I usually grab the dotter. Generally when she is in the basement to do laundry, as it happens. Most recent lost item was a remote, not for a TV but for lights and heaters plugged into controllers. It never surprises me when she walks once around the room, then reaches for the McGuffin. In the case of the remote, I found it when I changed the sheets on my bed.

  8. As a result of Patrick M.’s reminim… remberince… mentioning Poul Anderson, I mentally flashed on searching for “Truckers in Space.” It’s a trilogy by John DeChancie: STARRIGGER, RED LIMIT FREEWAY, and PARADOX ALLEY, each of which I just bought (again) for $1.99 each for Kindle on Amazon.

    Locus Award Finalist: On a mysterious road built by aliens, a space trucker tries to outrun dangerous pursuers.

    Independent space trucker Jake McGraw, accompanied by his father, Sam, who inhabits the body of the truck itself, his “starrig,” picks up a beautiful hitchhiker, Darla, and a trailer-load of trouble. One of the best of the indies, Jake knows a few tricks about following the Skyway, which connects dozens, or maybe hundreds, of planets—nobody knows how many and nobody really knows the full extent of the Skyway, and much of it remains unexplored. But somehow, a rumor gets started that Jake has a map for the whole thing, and suddenly everybody wants a piece of him: an alien race called the Reticulans; the human government known as the Colonial Assembly; and a nasty piece of work called Corey Wilkes, head of the wildcat trucker union TATOO. No matter what Jake does, no matter how many twists and turns he makes, he cannot shake any of the menaces on his tail. The Starrigger series continues with Red Limit Freeway and concludes with Paradox Alley. Starrigger was a nominee for the Locus Award for best first novel in 1984.

  9. One of my favorite senior moments was piling my phone in with the books. If I hadn’t had an iPad with a find my phone in it, I never would’ve found it wasn’t the shelf. I went too often. I’m not doing much at the moment I need to do two auditions, but I crashed my car two days ago and I am so sore, on the other hand I am alive and so is everybody else. My car however, is dead. I will need a new car. It was a great car too. It had pink turtles all over it. I’ve had it for 10 years but it did its job. It kept me safe And aside from seatbelt bruising unharmed RIP 2014 Honda CRV. I know I have to get back to work but not tonight.

    1. Oh, I loved my old CRV, that was a great car. But mostly, GLAD YOU’RE ALL RIGHT. I got rear-ended once and I hurt for what seemed like weeks. Take care of yourself.

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