In the last two Friday Notes posts [one and two] I mentioned spending March and April in getting stuff done mode (a change from my lazy retirement) but, other than a picture of my new couch, haven’t written much about it.
In part because I keep boundaries between online and Real Life™; in part because much of it is trivial (except to me); and in part because I didn’t have room in those Notes posts. (I am a man of many parts.)
However, one new thing is the opposite of trivial.
Neal Asher is one-third of the British triumvirate of science fiction authors who write stories that take place in a post-abundance distant future. The other two are Iain M. Banks and Alastair Reynolds. While they aren’t collaborators, their future realities have notable similarities.
I generally like their work and have written about all three [tags: Asher, Banks, & Reynolds]. Coincidentally, my preference for their work follows the alphabetical order of their last names. I’ve even said, contra Banks and Reynolds, that Asher has never disappointed me.
Until I read his Rise of the Jain trilogy.
Apparently, I’ve been on my own form of spring break. It has been over a month since my last post here (or anywhere). And there was a three-week stretch between previous posts and the single gap-filling Friday Notes post on May 15th.
Getting from the last paragraph to this one took over an hour due to a number of self-induced distractions. For a variety of reasons, I’m just not feeling it lately. Some of it is blog blahs, but most of it is… I just don’t want to.
Yet there is much to write about…
Posts pertaining to programming!
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