Having survived my first night in the Bay Area, the next day dawned with a forecast of fog and 60°F temperatures for San Francisco and maybe slightly warmer inland. So I dressed accordingly and went for a stroll to the Hayward Park mall. As soon as I stepped outside the skies cleared and I started sweating from places I didn't even know I could ( Read more... )

Jose at Meme Therapy interviewed me the other day. He asked me and a number of other authors three questions.

What is the job of contemporary SF? Does it have a job?

In which I was concise and reasonably sensible (except for the picture:)

Is there a conspiracy?

In which I was loosening up.

And finally:

The forces of Fate have decided that ( Read more... )