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Annals of Superhuman Persistence, Vol. III: Samantha Shannon

21-Year-Old Novelist Samantha Shannon on Her Debut, The Bone Season Samantha Shannon’s “inspiration for The Bone Season, the ambitious first novel in a projected seven-part series to be published by Bloomsbury, came from an internship with literary agent David Godwin the summer after her first year at Oxford.  

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Trailer

Fade in on an office building at sunset.  Mournful music plays.  Cut to interior of the building as the white collar workers leave.  One turns back on the threshold and calls, “See you in the morning, John.” Cut to John, late twenties, All-American looks, clean-shaven but with a lock of hair falling over his forehead, … Continue reading »

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Conceptual Art Thief

Today, I can confidently state that I am the greatest conceptual art thief in the world.  I have perpetrated dozens of elaborate heists, stealing many of the most valuable works of 20th century art, and not only have I never been caught, but nobody has ever even found out my crimes had ever taken place.  … Continue reading »

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Andre’s Law

ANDRE: “You see, I think that people today are so deeply asleep that unless, you know, you’re putting on those sort of superficial plays that just help your audience to sleep more comfortably, it’s very hard to know what to do in the theater. ‘Cause, you see, I think that if you put on serious … Continue reading »

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Pritchard’s Law (Updated Feb. 2, 2015 w/ Proof)

Pritchard’s Law says, in one (narrow) application, there will be an inverse relationship between the amount of plot per page in a novel and the quality of its prose.  The more plot, the worse prose. Below are passages from various novels quoted by James Wood in The New Yorker.  He specifically singled out these passages … Continue reading »

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Annals of Superhuman Persistence: Vol. II: Hugh Howey

Four years ago, he decided to give writing a shot. He and his wife were living in a 750-square foot house in Boone, N.C. He was unemployed; his wife was working as a psychologist. He had an idea for a story about a young spaceship pilot who travels across the galaxy in search of her … Continue reading »

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Objet Trouvé: Diminished Nerve House with a Assuredness Pool

Big Rock is an attribute of 140 acres two hours drive from Sydney. This has been set up next to Edward Szewczyk, an Australian designer Polska comply. That is, underestimated complicated complicated, knives home is the goal of any owner and their acquaintances rocking the city.

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Annals of Superhuman Persistence: Vol. I: Barry Malzberg

from Down Here in the Dream Quarter, Doubleday, New York, 1976 pp. xvi-xxi   My first piece, written in 12/65 My second written three months later My third SF piece, written in September My fourth was written in 11/66.  Campbell told my agent

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Reversed Polarities

When I was very young, the gravity inside our house was accidentally reversed.  Upon crossing the threshold a person, unless he was prepared, would immediately fall upwards, cracking his head on the ceiling.  On one occasional, this effect paralyzed a mailman.  Those of us who knew what to expect partially rotated our bodies so as … Continue reading »

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Nice Stories

The Mystery of the Locked Room Murder Inspector Ford tried the knob.  It didn’t budge.  The heavy wooden door was locked from the inside. “Lord Bromley always takes breakfast at half nine, sir,” the butler, Remington, pontificated.  “When he didn’t respond, that’s when we called the constabulary.” Inspector Ford knelt and looked through the keyhole.  … Continue reading »

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