Several months ago I signed up to receive
Google Alerts of any new mentions on the web of
Greg Egan, who as you know is
my favorite author of all time. Unfortunately, there are at least two other Greg Egans who get more press than the Australian science fiction master, so I've had to modify the parameters of the persistent search to exclude the words "hockey" and "wrestler".
Also, it kind of upsets me that
www.gregegan.com leads to a placeholder page for a defunct website that has nothing to do with him, while Mr. Egan himself uses
gregegan.customer.netspace.net.au. If I wrote to Mr. Egan and offered to buy that domain for him and pay for it to be maintained, I wonder if the reclusive and invisible author would even respond?
While on a panel at
ConFusion 2004,
Karl Schroeder once said that Greg Egan doesn't go to conventions, hardly anybody even knows what he looks like, and it is humorously rumored that he may actually be an artificial intelligence. Later, this hypothesis was repeated near the end of
a hilarious article by Paul di Filippo in Locus Online.
Well you know what? The way my luck has been going lately I bet he would respond to me! I'll try it!