As the title suggests, some assorted author news culled from the dangerous, nefarious reaches of the intarwebs.
Although Adrian Tchaikovsky's next book, Salute the Dark, is not released until February 2010, the author of the Shadows of the Apt series has already announced that the fifth book in the series - due for release in August 2010 - will be called The Scarab Path, and that he's currently working on book seven (I half-expect that if I go to dictionary.com and type in 'workaholic' it will pop up with a picture of Tchaikovsky). He's also revealed a full 'dramatis personae' has been posted online, due to requests from fans - be warned, if you've not read the first three books then it may contain spoilers.
Andy Remic, author of the highly enjoyable Kell's Legend, has revealed that he has finally received his first hatemail, which accused him of being a "dick-less ladyboy fagot" [sic]. Remic's posted the entire (highly amusing) message on his blog. Here's an entertaining snippet:
"HOW DO YOU GET PULBISHED? IS THE EDITOR OF YOUR PUBLISHING HOUSE RETARDED? DOES THE EDITOR KNOW HOW TO READ? I HAVE READ FORTUNE COOKIES WITH MORE WIT, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, AND PLOT THAN YOUR NOVEL."
Ah, God bless the interwebs - allowing anonymous, illiterate dickheads to vent their anger since 1989. In this particular case, I wonder whether the abuser actually knows anything about Andy Remic. I mean, calling a man who climbs mountains in extreme weather conditions a "dick-less ladyboy fagot" is really the height of stupidity.
In other news...
Alan Campbell, author of The Deepgate Codex, has a few choice words for the 'literary Taliban' (literary snobs, in other words):
"Of all the genres, fantasy seems to me to represent the greatest departure from reality. Yes, it requires the reader to suspend disbelief and use his imagination. And, yes, there's a lot of crap out there, just as there is in any other corner of the bookshop. But to dismiss fantasy outright is narrow minded and snobbish. What do we gain by restricting our literature to what we can perceive, rather than what we can imagine? Impossible worlds? Monsters and magic? Milton, Homer, and Shakespeare did not find them too ridiculous to write about. The Literary Taliban might look down on Fantasy with a vague air of contempt, but I think our culture would be so much poorer without Beowulf, without dragons, Titans, Oberon and Puck, vampires, hellfire and Quidditch."
Peter V. Brett, author of the hugely successful The Painted Man, is running a competition for ARCs of his highly anticipated sequel, The Desert Spear.