Here’s today’s haul. You’ll note I’ve been Infected by Scott Sigler, identified in his bio note as having occupied “the number one audiobook position on all podcast aggregators, including iTunes.” I think that means he’s a Terminator, but I’m not sure.
The press materials keep coming on strong, with statements from the author like “I think that hard science puts a fantastic framework on a horror story…also precludes me from whipping up some supernatural solution out of nowhere: no magic bullets, no sudden discovery your character can teleport, no guardian angel…I can’t get lazy and write myself out of a corner.” So…you just stay in the corner? Like Blair Witch.
The author photo makes me really hate this guy. I get the feeling he’s actually about five-two and wears thick-rimmed glasses. But in the photo he looks like he’s gonna come in the window and beat the living shit out of me and my family, steal our stuff, and piss on the welcome mat:
I blame Scalzi and Mieville for this cross-arm, dumb-ass t-shirt look. Of course, I wasn’t really fond of this effete dickhead, either:
And I’m sure I’m crossing my arms in this photo:
Regardless, I have this odd feeling that this book is the antidote to being Infected, and that the author, not pictured, is probably a six-four lumberjack with anger issues.