Sunday, July 01, 2007

Bookmeme: Answers To 'Ten Ends'

Here are the answers to my version of Hierophant's bookmeme, with some commentary and useful links.

1. The Tactics of Mistake by Gordon R Dickson

This book can be classed together with A E van Vogt's Null-A series and Frank Herbert's Bureau of Sabotage series (e.g. The Dosadi Experiment). All of these use philosophy as the driving force behind their interesting and strategically well-developed plots. The Tactics of Mistake tracks the career of young strategist Cletus Grahame and the mercenaries of the Dorsai. While drawing heavily on the lore of medieval warrior brotherhoods (without you noticing), it is also excellent preparation for working life. Read it, and watch your enemies fall into their own traps.

2. Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman

The story of Richard Mayhew, one-time dweller in London Above, is one which resonates creepily well with anyone who has lived in London. London, of all cities in the world, has one of the most chilling atmospheres for a person attuned to city culture in general. There is the subliminal threat of ancient and mysterious violence everywhere, and yet also great beauty and wonder. This makes Gaiman's little excursus rather too believable.

3.The City of Dreaming Books by Walter Moers

If you like odd occasions, cryptic creatures, peculiar pirates, nimble ninjas, that sort of thing – and Atlantean adventure too! – you should read Walter Moers. He writes like Susanna Clarke infiltrated by the worst childhood dreams of J K Rowling.

4. Bridge of Birds by Barry Hughart

This is indeed how Chinese legend should be written. It's either this style or Louis Cha's style. Apart from Wu Cheng'en and his amazing Hou or Monkey, I have read very little else which lures me back to my mythical heritage as much. And what a rip-roaring potboiler! Indiana Jones is nothing compared to Number Ten Ox and the scholar with the defect of character, Li Kao. Truly, ancient China as she never was, but ought to have been.

5. The Final Solution by Michael Chabon

This was my Book of the Year for 2005. It is the saddest, most powerful and moving, most incisive crime novel I have ever read. For students of history, it is likely to be even more gripping, as the age of the Great Detective gives way to the most horrific years of the 20th century. No more quiet beekeepers in pleasant Sussex downs, but barbed wire and torment.

6. Colonel Butler's Wolf by Anthony Price

The espionage thrillers of Oxford historian Anthony Price are vastly underrated. He has written 19 novels, all extremely clever, about secret historian Dr David Audley (acted ably by Terence Stamp, at least once!) One suspects that the reason he is not often reprinted (only about five of his books are still in print) despite his excellence is that his books are all like chess games – subtle little moves and dramatic moves leading to a simple result: win, lose or draw. And sometimes, the reader cannot tell which was which.

7. The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks

Iain Banks is Scotland's greatest writer. Like most of the authors represented on this list, I will buy any book that has been written by him. (That includes Raw Spirit, his adventure into the lore of Scotch whisky.) The Wasp Factory was his first novel, and when I first encountered it in 1984, I quite logically reasoned that all his subsequent novels would be worth buying. I was right.

8. The True Game by Sheri S Tepper

It is always hard for me to decide between Sheri Tepper and Julian May. The two write an awful lot of good fiction on the themes of human genetics, development and the eventual destiny of humankind. The True Game's first lines appear here, as one of the best con-jobs of all time. You think you're reading fantasy. And then it's not.

9. The Man Who Was Thursday by G K Chesterton

Herr Hierophant got the author right, but how could he not have located this book? It is a mystery to me... for this book is arguably Chesterton's best known. It has often been described as a metaphysical thriller. It is that, and more. It is also a call to arms, and a powerful argument about the true values of anarchy, democracy and theocracy.

10. The Prisoner of Zenda by Anthony Hope

This is the only traditional classic in the list, having been reprinted many times as such. It follows in the grand tradition of the fictional European kingdom school of writing, and is perhaps one of its best-loved exemplars. After reading Dumas' The Count of Monte Cristo and Baroness Orczy's The Scarlet Pimpernel, I am perhaps a bit spoilt. But I still think Prisoner is deft, adept, and dangerous to read.

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Sunday, June 03, 2007

Stardust

Everyone has to watch Stardust. Claire Danes, Michelle Pfeiffer, Peter O'Toole and Robert De Niro. For any one of them, I'd think of watching it. Especially for Robert 'Godfather' De Niro. But this one's based on the novel by Neil Gaiman (illustrated by Charles Vess). That, in my book, makes it compulsory viewing.

Will you join me? It's out August 10th! A very special day!

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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Spare Time

Time is a spare thing, an old stickman, a skeletal reaper with a rusty scythe. And yet, as spare as time is, we waste it further. This was my somewhat morbid reflection today. I hear from many parents that their children spend time in a profligate and perhaps rather heedless manner. They seek my advice. Yet, in the background what I hear is my own past – a past filled with joyful memories of computer games and endless trashy novels, slowly being refined towards an education in computer science and the ability to distinguish good writing from bad.

But I didn't set out to make this a long post (pointless, pointed or disappointing). I set out merely to provide links to a series of articles which my filters somehow missed. Here they are. Welcome to The History of Computer Role-Playing Games:

The Early Years (1980-1983)
Yes, I actually played Akallabeth by Lord British. These were my secondary school years.

The Golden Age (1985-1993)
This was the heyday of piracy, and weird computer exploits and other lovely things.

The Platinum & Modern Age (1994-2004)
The age that most of my students grew up in – an age of heresy mixed with iron, blood and innocence.

...like every other age of humanity.

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And on quite another note, here is a brilliant story which deserves to win more than one award.

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Wednesday, April 04, 2007

April Frauds' Day

The fourth of April is the day conventionally dedicated to St Isidore of Seville, bishop, philosopher, and encyclopaedist. He is the saint assigned to the exposure of frauds (presumably especially those perpetrated three days earlier).

It is exceptionally fitting, then, that I dedicate this post, containing this Gaiman link, to the memory of St Isidore. I think the holy Bishop would have enjoyed that particular jest.

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Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Interesting Convo...

Besides the fact that Neil Gaiman's new movie Stardust is out on a particularly auspicious day, I have had a very good day today. On this equinoctial day, the Butterfly hit eighteen in the shade and the Godfather to his everlasting regret missed the moment. He has been forgiven but will have to stump out for a Bentley by the twenty-first (birthday, not day of March) - this something that he contemplates in silence and possibly vows of poverty.

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Then again, listening to favourite group Mannheim Steamroller, I ignored the Godfather for a while when I came across a very appropriate (considering I was on MSN) track. Here it is.

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Convoy - by C W McCall

[on the CB]
Uh, breaker one-nine. This here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me Pig-Pen, c'mon?
...
Uh, yeah 10-4 Pig-Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly it's clean clear to Flag-town, c'mon?
...
Aw yeah, that's a big 10-4 there Pig-Pen, yeah
we definitely got the front door good buddy,
Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy.

Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June
In a Kenworth pullin' logs
Cabover Pete with a reefer on
An' a Jimmy haulin' hogs

We's headin' fer bear on I-one-oh
'Bout a mile out a' Shaky-town
I sez Pig-Pen, this here's th' Rubber Duck
An' I'm about to put the hammer on down

Cause we got a little ol' convoy, rockin' through the night
Yeah, we got a little ol' convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight?
Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna git in our way
We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'cross the U.S.A.
Convoy, convoy…

Uh, breaker Pig-Pen, this here's th' Duck
an' a-you wanna back off with them hogs?
...
10-4, 'bout five mile or so, 10 roger
Them hogs is gittin' in-tense up here.

By the time we got into Tulsa town
We had eighty-five trucks in all
But they's a road-block up on the clover-leaf
An' them bears was wall to wall

Yeah, them smokies as thick as bugs on a bumper
They even had a bear in the air
I sez, callin' all trucks, this here's the Duck
We about to go a-huntin' some bear

Cause we got a great big convoy, rockin' through the night
Yeah, we got a great big convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight?
Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna get in our way
We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'cross the U.S.A.
Convoy, convoy…

Uh, you wanna gimme a 10-9 on that Pig-Pen?
...
Uh, nega-tory Pig-Pen, yer still too close
Yeah, them hogs is startin' to close up my sinuses
Mercy sakes you better back off another ten

Well we rolled up Interstate forty-four
Like a rocket sled on rails
We tore up all our swindle sheets
And left 'em settin' on the scales

By the time we hit that Chi-town
Them bears was a-gittin' smart
They'd brought up some reinforcements
From the Illinois National Guard

There was armored cars and tanks and jeeps
An' rigs of every size
Them chicken coops was full o' bears
And choppers filled the skies

Well we shot the line and we went for broke
With a thousand screamin' trucks
And eleven long-haired Friends o' Jesus
In a chartreuse micro-bus

Uh, Rubber Duck to Sod Buster
Come on there, yeah, 10-4 Sod Buster
Listen, you wanna put that micro-bus in
behind that suicide jockey?
Yeah, he's haulin' dynamite and he
needs all the help he can git

Well we laid a strip for the Jersey shore
And prepared to cross the line
I could see the bridge was lined with bears
But I didn't have a doggone dime

I sez Pig-Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck
We just ain't-a gonna pay no toll
So we crashed the gate doin' ninety-eight
I sez let them truckers roll, 10-4

Cause we got a mighty convoy, rockin' through the night
Yeah, we got a mighty convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight?
Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna git in our way
We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'cross the U.S.A.
Convoy, convoy…

Uh, 10-4 Pig-Pen, what's yer 20? …Omaha?
Well they ought know what to do
with them hogs out there fer sure
Well, mercy sakes, good buddy, we gonna back on outta here
so keep the bugs off your glass
and the bears off your… tail
and we'll catch you on the flip-flop
This here's the Rubber Duck on the side…
we gone...
bye-bye…

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Heh. We ain't gonna pay no toll! Great stuff.

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Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Labels

I am beginning to think that labelling or tagging is one of those fun practices which is just no good for me. My master in this regard is Gaiman, who tags with definitive accuracy and cataloguing inutility. A quick look at the tags I've used in the last hundred posts or so reveals a list of 230 different labels.

Now you know why I don't display the subject list at the side of my blog. There wouldn't be space for anything else.

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Monday, February 19, 2007

Lux Ab Nihilo

I was just reading Mike Carey's fantastic adaptation of Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere, when it came to me what an apt juxtaposition it is, that levitas and lux should be so similar in English.

For this is the reason that laughter is invincible. In the face of crime, poverty, tyranny, and bad judgement, we must in the end come back to the beginning of things. For God made light of the anarchy of nothingness, and that light of creation is the spark of the Eternal City and the benediction of the Divine.

Humour is a signature of the power of God. It is the wry mockery of human pretense (yes, even of what you are reading right now) that is also found in the last verse of the Book of Jonah, where He laughs sympathetically at Jonah's confusion by throwing in a message on animal rights. It is found when Sarah laughs and He replies.

As it was in the beginning, so it will be at the end. And the unbearable lightness of being will be replaced by the unutterable light of Being.

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Friday, December 29, 2006

Unread

I have, courtesy of Neil Gaiman, become hooked on this nefarious webpage. Key in a book title. Identify your book from the list of things that could be your book (or not), and it will return a list of books you probably don't have.

Of course, there's a normal recommendation page. But where's the fun in that?

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