"Kings and corporations scribbled IOUs on the backs of napkins and promised to sort everything out once the heat was off."

Back to reading BLINDSIGHT by Peter Watts--it's lunch break, ok?--and enjoying the hell out of it. Tracking the POV changes, or the changes that turn out not to be, is proving a bit of a challenge, but I still like it a lot and frankly, I usually don't go in for harder SF.

Funny how you can come to care for characters. Putting someone in a vulnerable position doesn't always do it--I've read crying and wailing and death in the wings and set the book aside after a few chapters. Niceness is not, Not, NOT a prerequisite. Don't need to want to have a beer with them. Need to want to *read* about them. Two completely different things.

Maybe it's the internal tension, and the hint of frustration. Resignation. Anger. It's inexplicable as any other sort of attraction, when you come right down to it, and why shouldn't it be.

Must go read now...

I can't read Rupert Everett's autobio while I'm working on Endgame. He has A Style and I'm an awful mimic and it's kind of like the time I watched All About Eve, then afterwards wrote about three pages of dialogue, all of which I wound up pitching. Because I pick up the beat and the language and Rupe on the Loose in Paris is not the flavor for which we are looking. Not now. Maybe later.

Still revising. In a way, I hope these next few weeks last forever, but in another way, the end can't come soon enough. I like this book, but I want it done. It's dragged on like the raising of the Titanic, and it's time to move on. To what, I have no clue. But on, in any case.

Everyone's talking about 2007 reading, so lemming that I am...

Reading duties for the PKD are over, so I can go back to reading-not-as-homework again. Started Blindsight, and was grabbed pretty firmly by the Prologue. Reading will be spotty until I get the Endgame revisions finished, but I think I'm going to like this one. I usually hate jumping on book bandwagons--I'm always fighting the feeling that something is being shoved down my throat--but, well, if this continues the way of the Prologue...

Also received Rupert Everett's autobiography, which looks like it will be fun.