Google is Cronus (Saturn) and he's eating his children but they don't mind because they haven't realized what it's like being Cronus(Saturn) shit yet

oh wow. now there is a story idea - i was the shit of saturn. starts thinking, watch the write something now thread!

Regarding His Blog,

Is that supposed to be like that famous post modern sculptor (or photographer or something? Duchamp?) who's final work broke during shipping to/from the UK, and upon learning the news declared, "It's finished."

I wish I remembered that guy's name.

P.S. I was talking about this midget dancing post.

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[IwillnotlookattheotherpostshereIwillnotlookattheotherpostshere]

Ironically, "Spook" has been my pet name for Mrs. Primate for lo these 18 years.

[stillnotlookingstillnotlooking]

So does this mean a publication date is due to arrive soon?

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Originally posted by Ben Donley:
Regarding His Blog,

Is that supposed to be like that famous post modern sculptor (or photographer or something? Duchamp?) who's final work broke during shipping to/from the UK, and upon learning the news declared, "It's finished."

I wish I remembered that guy's name.

Duchamp is correct. The piece is titled "The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even,", aka ' the Large Glass'.

Large Glass ala Wiki

Nice catch, Ben! The Large Glass appears in Villa Straylight in Neuromancer.

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"There had been a room filled with shelves of books, a million flat leaves of yellowing paper pressed between bindings of cloth or leather, the shelves marked at intervals by labels that followed a code of letters and numbers; a crowded gallery where Case had stared, through Molly's incurious eyes, at a shattered, dust-stenciled sheet of glass, a thing labeled -- her gaze had tracked the brass plaque automatically -- _`La marie mise nu par ses clibataires, mme.'_ She'd reached out and touched this, her artificial nails clicking against the Lexan sandwich protecting the broken glass."

Chapter 17, Neuromancer

I love this board thanks for that Ben and FP!

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Well, we have ourselves a Wiki entry for Spook Country:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spook_country

I do wonder about the discrepancy between the announced date of completion (Oct. 06) and the suggested date of publication (August 07). Is the pub. date simply a tentative one?

Or is there going to be a (perish the thought) year-long hype-athon of some kind, getting us all pent up for the adventures of Cuban cyberninjas?

the completion of a novel is a process as much as writing it is. given that we have been seeing works in progress that would suggest that we could think of what has been finished as being "first draft".

no doubt, in that case, he will give it a read through, his publishers will give it a read through. there may be some scope for revision.

with it having reached conclusion of the current version, gaining a title, they now need to talk about design, covers, stuff like that - one would hope that no one started on that kind of thing until the title was known.

publishers often publish 100s of books, so they then also need to schedule everything. i'm more conscious of how that works in the comics industry, if one issue slips its window it can take months before it will actually be published, even if it has actually been ready that entire time. thats why you often know so far in advance that a novel by someone should be out on a certain date.

not that i know that any of that for certain in this instance, but there are definitely factors that are taken into account. besides, we can take it, no problems.

takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath.

Was this the same situation with Pattern Recognition?

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Originally posted by Shevchyk:
Was this the same situation with Pattern Recognition?

the board didn't really exist much before pattern recognition. just a few months really. and i don't recall us really getting much insight into what was going on - just an idea that pattern recognition was going to appear.

Damn.

A potential source for comparison tossed right out the window!

If you take a look at Pattern Recognition's acknowledgements, you will see it was dated August 17, 2002 (which of course could be the date after it went through the editor). It was published 6 months later in February 2003.

So theoretically we could be looking at a publishing date of April 2007 rather than August 2007.

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Originally posted by remotespook:
takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath.

You're trying to hyperventilate? It's breathe in. Breathe out...

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they now need to talk about design, covers, stuff like that -

Product placement & endorsement, etc. etc...
Wonder if Buzz Rickson will have these in gray? : )

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Originally posted by fuldog:

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Originally posted by remotespook:
takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath. takes deep breath.

You're trying to hyperventilate? It's breathe in. Breathe out...

Don't hyperventilate remote! [looking back and forth frantically]Where's the paper bag! Where's the paper bag![/looking back and forth frantically]...doh...wait that's hyperventilation too

of course the only known solution for hyperventilating is to be handed a copy of spook country. hint. hint.

It looks interesting and of course I will have to buy it. I have a few tangential thoughts from the pieces. These thoughts aren't deep or literary.

But it's funny it spawns a side thought about NYC. I'm a transplant from NYC so it's all very familiar and semi-nostalgic.

East 118th – My wife's friend lives on 117thish on the West side sorta near Columbia. We went to visit and it reminded me of the Lower East Side in an earlier stage. The yuppies are slowly pushing out the locals. For now my friend is in a new building with some rent controls so the possibility of locals moving there is still there, but knowing the political trends of NYC right now, rent control will eventually be eliminated and all of Manhattan will become for the uber rich.

Below Canal St – reminded me of the Lower East Side of Manhattan – It's south of Houston and north of Canal way on the East side near the bridge. I think it was the Williamsburg. It was an interesting mix. I was in a one bedroom early 1900s slum building.

[digression - My friend, who was the mailroom guy at my office and also a punk rocker UXA from back in the day hooked me up subletting the apartment after me and the ex split. He had moved to Greenpoint, in the neighborhood he'd grown up in.]

The floors were wood but uneven. The heat was a bizarre contraption that looked like an old small air conditioner, but was actually connected to gas heat. You could see the flame through the brown plastic slats. The cold just escaped through the windows like they were cellophane. The bathroom had a deep small window that couldn't be shut as it only had a screen. It let in black soot that you couldn't see except as it slowly coated the toilet, sink and bathtub. It had a brown painted steel door with steel pole wedged to keep intruders out on top of the locks. A lightbulb hung from wires in the ceiling in the bedroom without any ornamentation. There was a pullup bar in the arced door between bedroom & middle room with a purple cloth divider. Needless to say I liked the place. I was there for a year or so.

I was across the street from the Projects, but never had any trouble. We had the Asian run liquor store with plates of bulletproof glass about 2" thick. There was Tasty Munchies a pizzeria run by this Dominican guy. He was pretty cool. We never exchanged names, just the usual customer type of conversations. Then there was the artsyuppie invasion paying high ass rents (way higher than mine at the time) driving out the locals. Security guard having punks. There's a certain breed of rich artsy MF in NYC, the pseudobohemian. They are here in Nashville too. They're artsy and rebellious for now but will later cut their hair, clean up, and become good little Republican aristocrats. For the bizarre modern archaelogist - 67 Pitt St, Apt 4D was my abode.

Sunset Park – I lived in Sunset Park from 1996-2000 or thereabouts with my ex-gf/wife. I liked it. I was on 46th st between 7th & 8th avenue in a 2 story attached brick building. My landlord was a skinny Chinese lady who blew all her money on the stock market even though she owned a couple buildings. She would walk around the apartment in a winter coat rather than put the heat on. For the bizarre modern archaelogist - 758 46th st btwn 7th & 8th, front upstairs apartment. We paid cash so it ain't kosher, if you know what I'm saying.

Anyways...

I used her daughter as my dentist, she was nice and a good dentist, but had a lot of debt to pay back with dental school, her office, and her new $100K+ mortgaged studio apartment in mid-town.

8th avenue was the dividing line. 8th avenue was Chinese. As you went down the avenues it became Latino, in particular Dominican dominated, but there were others. As you went up the avenues it turned into a Hasidic neighborhood. Although there was leftover hints of migrations past. The Polish butcher, the Russian video rental spot, the Scandinavian mortuary. Up near 60th st & 8th Ave was the next N/R train station and the Hong Kong Supermarket. I enjoyed white rabbit milk candies and salted plums from them. Ocean Palace was the dim sum spot of choice. The tea houses with tapioca balls were cool as well. Oh to hear the sounds of old Chinese women hocking up a good loogie or literally fighting for a seat on the B train.

5th Avenue was the central shopping ave for the latino community. It was real live on Saturdays and would always have a preacher with a megaphone on Sundays, preaching in a light gray suit in Spanish of course.

Down below 2nd Ave, beneath the high way was Costco (like BJ's wholesale or Sam's club if you are unfamiliar. It was in the old abandoned warehouse district. Besides that Costco it was dominated by porn stores and strip clubs. Right across the train tracks from Costco was Wild Wild West which was the cleanest of the strip clubs. It also had the highest percentage of boob jobs in the area. A block away was Sweet Cherry, which was grimier, had less skinny chicks and less boob jobs. And then there was The Foxy Den which was 5 blocks away and was the grimiest and in which much more than lap dances happened (from what I heard) until Mayor Giuliani had a crackdown on all things licentious.

Cold war in America – I think this is a somewhat accurate thought. It's pretty much Christian theocrats allied with one block of the rich vs. everyone else.