China Mieville, author of two of my top ten candidates for Coolest! Novel! Ever! (PERDIDO STREET STATION and THE SCAR), was at a Burbank bookshop tonight signing his latest book, IRON COUNCIL. I heard about this late, dashed out, and showed up just as things were winding down.
I did catch him saying something that I filed away for future writing reference, which was that to get a feeling of culture shock and that the world of the book is huge and real and unexplored, he'll mention things but not explain them, and sometimes he knows what they are and sometimes he doesn't. In PERDIDO STREET STATION he refers to "the Malarial Queendom." At that time, he had no idea what that was, but he thought it sounded cool, and it ended up giving him the idea for the mosquito people in THE SCAR.
He also said that "The New Weird" had been intended as a framework to explore certain ideas, but that as soon as people started talking about it as a literary movement which some people were in and some people weren't, it had passed its time of usefulness. Or something like that-- I only caught the end of that bit.
I had met China at the World Fantasy Convention at Montreal a few years ago, and we chatted for a while about politics and my novel, which involves an alternate version of the Indian mutiny where the mutineers are the protagonists (that's not the alternate part.) He's a socialist who once ran for office as one in England while I'm more of a a social democrat, but my politics are closer to his than they are to those of most Americans I meet. So we had a nice chat. He's a charming, funny, unpretentious person, quite unlike the stereotyped image of a radical leftist.
The author photos, which are accurate about the shaved head, tons of silver rings in one ear, and impressive biceps, are nevertheless misleading in that, although he's a big guy, he doesn't come across as menacing or cooler-than-thou in person, and actually fits in smoothly with the usual array of geeks (I include myself) at conventions-- a writing, gaming, politics geek with a better idea than most of how to dress to suit one's particular looks.
I used to think that people who meet me once, briefly, years ago, when I'm the fan and they're the pro, wouldn't remember me, but eventually noticed that they always did remember me as a person, even if they didn't recall my name or where we met, so I was not surprised that China remembered me. (He recalled my last name but not my first, which struck me as odd.)
I told him about the sale of my other book, which was not even a notion when last we met, and that I would let him know when it was out. He congratulated me and said that his parents were also hippies and had run a head shop somewhere in England. Then he wrote me a marvelous pair of inscriptions.
On IRON COUNCIL: "Here is to mutinies everywhere, Indian and others. From one mutineer to another,"
On THE SCAR, which concerns the voyage of a fantastical ship-city and the hunting of an immense interdimensional godly fish-creature: "Here are the _other_ fishes coming home to roost. Congratulations on the book.
'The sea is a continuous miracle.' -Whitman. Take care,"
China is one of my top ten candidates for Coolest! Author! Ever!
(Anyone who knows what the subject line refers to, other than Mr. Mieville, gets a free coffee if you're in the neighborhood.)
I did catch him saying something that I filed away for future writing reference, which was that to get a feeling of culture shock and that the world of the book is huge and real and unexplored, he'll mention things but not explain them, and sometimes he knows what they are and sometimes he doesn't. In PERDIDO STREET STATION he refers to "the Malarial Queendom." At that time, he had no idea what that was, but he thought it sounded cool, and it ended up giving him the idea for the mosquito people in THE SCAR.
He also said that "The New Weird" had been intended as a framework to explore certain ideas, but that as soon as people started talking about it as a literary movement which some people were in and some people weren't, it had passed its time of usefulness. Or something like that-- I only caught the end of that bit.
I had met China at the World Fantasy Convention at Montreal a few years ago, and we chatted for a while about politics and my novel, which involves an alternate version of the Indian mutiny where the mutineers are the protagonists (that's not the alternate part.) He's a socialist who once ran for office as one in England while I'm more of a a social democrat, but my politics are closer to his than they are to those of most Americans I meet. So we had a nice chat. He's a charming, funny, unpretentious person, quite unlike the stereotyped image of a radical leftist.
The author photos, which are accurate about the shaved head, tons of silver rings in one ear, and impressive biceps, are nevertheless misleading in that, although he's a big guy, he doesn't come across as menacing or cooler-than-thou in person, and actually fits in smoothly with the usual array of geeks (I include myself) at conventions-- a writing, gaming, politics geek with a better idea than most of how to dress to suit one's particular looks.
I used to think that people who meet me once, briefly, years ago, when I'm the fan and they're the pro, wouldn't remember me, but eventually noticed that they always did remember me as a person, even if they didn't recall my name or where we met, so I was not surprised that China remembered me. (He recalled my last name but not my first, which struck me as odd.)
I told him about the sale of my other book, which was not even a notion when last we met, and that I would let him know when it was out. He congratulated me and said that his parents were also hippies and had run a head shop somewhere in England. Then he wrote me a marvelous pair of inscriptions.
On IRON COUNCIL: "Here is to mutinies everywhere, Indian and others. From one mutineer to another,"
On THE SCAR, which concerns the voyage of a fantastical ship-city and the hunting of an immense interdimensional godly fish-creature: "Here are the _other_ fishes coming home to roost. Congratulations on the book.
'The sea is a continuous miracle.' -Whitman. Take care,"
China is one of my top ten candidates for Coolest! Author! Ever!
(Anyone who knows what the subject line refers to, other than Mr. Mieville, gets a free coffee if you're in the neighborhood.)
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You guys should go!
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((dies of the coolness))
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