On Friday it was announced that Ben Affleck has been cast in the role of Bruce Wayne/Batman for the forthcoming sequel to this year’s Man of Steel, and my first reaction to this news was something along the lines of, “WTF?”
One of the arguments I regularly hear from the literati is that science fiction doesn’t count as ‘serious’ literature, usually backed up by the claims that sci-fi is nothing more than a pot-boiling thriller set in space, or that sci-fi doesn’t carry some deep and meaningful message like serious literature does. I’ve even heard all science fiction referred to as “cheap trash with absolutely no literary merit whatsoever”, and when I’m exposed to such uninformed assertions I can’t help but be incensed. Now, given that I’m a sci-fi writer myself you could be forgiven for thinking this is just a knee-jerk reaction, but I truly believe that science fiction (or any other genre fiction, for that matter) can have a place alongside serious literature.
I’m one of those people who tends to worry about anything and everything at the drop of a hat. Most of the time I can rationalise the worry and push it to the back of my mind but since last night I’ve been in a very real panic about one thing in particular, so much so that I’ve not been able to think about anything else.
You may be forgiven for thinking that this site, as with so many of my previous sites, has been forgotten and abandoned. Well, I’m pleased to tell you that it hasn’t. So why the long period of silence and nothingness, I hear you ask. Simply put, I just didn’t feel I had much of anything to say. However, as I’ve been getting comments and e-mails asking for an update, here it is…
It’s been a mixed bag of ups and downs over the last couple of weeks, and not just where my writing is concerned. So, here’s a round-up of news and whatnot since my last post.
I seem to have pretty much gotten over my lost-data-what-am-I-going-do scare on Wednesday and as a result the last couple of days have been pretty good for writing. For a start the Faded Skies project is coming along nicely, with just under five thousand words in three days (and this achieved despite the presence of a full-time day job) and so far I’m quite pleased with what I’ve written. Of course, six months from now when I read it back for editing I’ll hate every word, but for now it’s the best writing ever in the history of ever and I am going to be bigger than JKR. Maybe.