Here are three Charles Stross “Laundry Files” I found at a Half Price Books in the DFW area.


Here are three Charles Stross “Laundry Files” I found at a Half Price Books in the DFW area.


The final three Easton Press library additions from that big purchase.
It looks like we have another massive book piracy site, https://full-english-books.net.
Here’s the WhoIs information:
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DNSSEC: unsigned
Among the writers they appear to have ripped off are:
Among many, many others.
I’m no longer a member of SFWA, but those who are may want to pass this on to the legal committee…
Here it is, the giant roundup of all books I bought during the first half of the year. Some, but not all, of these have been covered here before.

Now you can produce your own performance of Cigar Box Faust. Dragonstairs Press is offering everything you need to mount your own production! The theater (a cigar box), the cast (a cigar in the title role and a cigar cutter as Mephistopheles, the sun, moon, and stars– well, cutouts and glitter), an mp3 file of Swanwick reading the text, and a chapbook of the script (a limited edition, signed by Michael Swanwick and numbered)!
And here’s Part 2 of those London Worldcon pics.
Note that some pictures are labeled “…and company.” This is code for “I’m slightly less embarrassed about not remembering your name a year later than I would be about getting it wrong.”
The lovely and talented Gail Garriger contemplates her next cup of tea.
It’s only a matter of time until leopard-skin gloves are all the rage…
Tobias Buckell, straight from his performance in Hipsters of the Caribbean.
I’m 99% sure this is Martin Hoare with David Langford. After all, it’s Worldcon. How many bearded, gray-haired men with glasses could there be?
Apropos of nothing in particular, here’s Mike Walsh.
John Kessel.
John Kessel in jacket.
John Kessel in jacket and the shoes he stole from Lew Shiner.
Michael Bulmlein.
Jo Walton contemplates the five kilometer hike to her next panel.
Your Humble Narrator and Ian McDonald.
Stephen Baxter, taking a short break from 100,000 words of galaxy smashing.
The ageless Ben Yalow. He stays the same while the original painting for Confessions of a Crap Artist gets older.
Signs of the horrific mental degeneration that comes from being a science fiction bookseller…
Just ask George Locke!
Charlie Stross, caught in the middle of a very geeky plan for world domination.
Ben Bova.
Ben Bova and Your Humble Narrator.
Lawrence Watt-Evans.
Lawrence Watt-Evans and company.
Lawrence and Lawrence, coming this fall to Fox!
Matthew Hughes
Ann VanderMeer
Jeff and Ann VanderMeer.
Stephen Jones.
Joe Haldeman, Gay Haldeman and Jim Burns.
John Douglas.
Michael Swanwick, yet again.
“Come, Mrs. Peel, we’re needed!”
Henry Wessels, rocking the seersucker.
John Clute and company.
Teddy Harvia fooling around with a married woman known only as “Mrs. Thayer.”
Robert Jackson Bennett, who I somehow had to travel 5,000 miles to see.
Andrew Porter.
Scott Edelman.
Jeff Orth, one of the three chairs of the 2016 Kansas City Worldcon. Expect him to look approximately 30 years older 380 days from now.
James Patrick Kelly, of the Gets-photographed-a-lot-at-Worldcons Patrick Kellys.
Has anyone seen Jack Dann and Russell Blackford in the same room at the same time?
Janeen Webb.
Betsy Mitchell.
Here’s the comprehensive roundup of all the books I’ve added to my professional library between July 1, 2014 and December 31, 2014. Some of these I’ve blogged about before, but not all of them. All books are Fine/Fine first edition hardbacks, unless otherwise marked.
Copies of most of the small press books from Subterranean, Hippocampus, etc. listed above will be available through the next Lame Excuse Books catalog.
And here’s the final set of picture from the Chicago Worldcon, taken on Monday before I left, including some book dealers.
Willis Siros, bookdealer and next year’s Worldcon Fan Guest of Honor:

Mike Walsh, owner of Old Earth Books (and if you’re looking for any of his Howard Waldrop books signed by Howard, I can hook you up).

Greg Ketter of Dreamhaven Books, along with a big of the dealer’s room. For some reason pictures that include large interior spaces always seem to come out orange on my camera.

Larry Hallock of Ygor’s Books.

Sheila Williams, holding her Hugo.

Stephen Haffner, of Haffner Press.

Mel Korshak, founder of Shasta Publishers and someone who attended the first Worldcon in 1939!

I’ve put up two crappy pictures of Charlie Stross, so finally here’s a good one, after he came over to join me, Pat Cadigan and Gardner Dozois for drinks.

And that’s all she wrote for the 2012 Worldcon! See you in San Antonio!
Yes, more Worldcon photos. I’ve broken them up across multiple posts so the page didn’t load so slowly readers would think they were back in the Geocities era.
Dantzel Cherry and her friends charge up their eye lasers.

Legendary fan David Kyle, who attended the first Worldcon in New York City in 1939!

How many legends can you spot in this photo? David Hartwell, Robert Silverberg, and Joe and Gay Haldeman all talk to David Kyle.

Connie Willis, enjoying the first Worldcon where she wasn’t required to present an award since she was six years old.

With Mary Robinette Kowal, who survived the ordeal of being a SFWA officer.

Michael Cassutt, just minutes before he was tragically bored to death at the Robert A. Heinlein Society annual meeting.

Adam-Troy Castro. “I said sell Greek bonds! SELL!”

Steve Jackson, who was there with his Chaos Machine setup. “What’s that? I can’t hear you over the sound of all that money my Ogre Kickstarter made.”

Not-so-secret master of Fandom Ben Yalow.

John Picacio, in the last known photo of him before he won the freaking Hugo Award.

James Patrick Kelly and Robert Silverberg.

Saturday night I dined with Scott Bobo, Kurt Baty, Sarah Felix, Ed Scarborough, and Spike and Tom at Everest, a 7 course meal that took three and a half hours and cost $200. Sunday, before the Hugos? I ate at Chipolte with Dantzel and some of her friends.

Remember, pictures of attractive women are your best blog-visit drivers!

David Brin is the Belle of the Ball:

Molly Nixon, ready for the Hugos.

As is Mary Robinette Kowal.

Jim Minz and Mike Resnick at the door of the Baen party.

Scott Edelman and Robert Reed, in a diagonally framed shot to get both of them in.

Jay Lake, embossed by rocketship.

You go, I go, for podcasting Hugos:

Neil Gaiman, after the Hugos.

John Scalzi in Murder by Hugo (Neil’s, as it happens).

Scott Edelman’s fashion approaches David Hartwell levels of taste.

And now, for the full effect: With the shoes.

A better picture of Sue Burke, with 85% less “about to be eaten by zombies” grimness.

Texas Worldcon Chairman Bill Parker looking sharp.

Jim Mann, proving that some moose ties kan be pretty nasti.

Another crappy picture of Charlie Stross, this one wearing his “Christopher Priest yells at a cloud” inspired t-shirt.

It’s not my fault! She kept changing her outfit!
