Distinguished science fiction. Screw winning (although naturally I'd like to win; I am only human, and pretending I don't dream of winning the things I'm nominated for seems needlessly coy and a little idiotic): I have been nominated for an award because I wrote something that's regarded as distinguished science fiction.
Dude. What.
Orbit, which has three books in the list of seven, has already posted a gleeful post of gleeful congratulations, which made me feel very loved. I'm seriously over the moon about this.
The full ballot for this year:
The Company Man, Robert Jackson Bennett (Orbit)
Deadline, Mira Grant (Orbit)
The Other, Matthew Hughes (Underland)
A Soldier’s Duty, Jean Johnson (Ace)
The Postmortal, Drew Magary (Penguin)
After the Apocalypse, Maureen F. McHugh (Small Beer)
The Samuel Petrovich Trilogy, Simon Morden (Orbit)
I am very excited, and very flattered, and yeah, a little hopeful, because who wouldn't be? This is amazing.
Yay.
Lemme Guess
January 12 2012, 03:01:57 UTC 5 years ago
You were the cute looking chick that was dancing along the side of that building at about the fifth floor, high heels clicking on the bricks. You didn't even notice that your skirt was hanging away from your waist at ninety degrees, and you were flashing your panties at the crowd.
We could tell it was you because of the Maine Coon hanging from your shoulder crying "But Mommy, it's a longggggggg way to the ground!"
Wayne
January 18 2012, 00:32:36 UTC 5 years ago
January 19 2012, 00:38:04 UTC 5 years ago
Most cats are smarter than their humans. You'll never see a cat die of overwork.
Wayne