it is sunday. it is beautiful here in new york. so many things to do, so many clashing impulses, so many projects awaiting attention… i am having a hard time focusing and a harder time finding anything interesting to share with you, so i have decided to offer up a big heaping pile of writings for you to peruse. i don’t know how many sci-fi readers we have among us here, but i have been enjoying the genre thoroughly of late, coalescent, illium, giles goat-boy… so with that bias in mind here is great big bunch of sunday reading for you in all shapes and sizes.
dradin, in love & in the hours after death by jeff vandermeer
being an account of the life and death of the emperor heliogabolus by neil gaiman
the private life of genghis khan by douglas adams
jury service by charles stross & cory doctorow
the principa discordia by robert anton wilson
breakfast in the ruins by michael moorcock
the braille encyclopedia by grant morrison
the seventh voyage & automathew’s friend by stanislaw lem
the scabs progress by paul di filippo and bruce sterling
under hill by gene wolfe
brave new world by aldous huxley
consider her ways by john wyndham
the horla by guy de maupassant
how beautiful with banners by james blish
good news & the gravity mine by stephen baxter
creatures that once were by maxim gorky
a history of the twentieth century with illustrations by kim stanley robinson
the pope of the chimps by robert silverberg
the picture of dorian gray by oscar wilde
high weir & corona by samuel delaney
diaspora by robert egan
the seasons of ansarac by ursula k. le guin
the other world or the society and government of the moon by cyrano de bergerac
down and out in the magic kingdom & eastern standard tribe full novels, or 0wnz0red novella, by cory doctorow
breathmoss by ian r. macleod
he built a crooked house by robert a. heinlein
so there you are. enough to keep me off the entertaining hook for a good long while i’d think. i haven’t read all of these by any stretch of the imagination, but what the hell. enjoy.