Here's the first two pages of the Locus interview. The text in the large version should be more-or-less readable (probably a bit less than more). Read and puzzle with me over such questions as Why am I comparing writing short stories to making small misshapen clay pots in school?
And feel free to spread the special offer URL ( https://secure.locusmag.com/2005/Issues/02SubscribeGaiman.html ) around. I'm not sure how long it'll be valid for, but I expect they'll keep it up for at least a month.
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http://www.parkrecord.com/Stories/0,1413,122~8138~2680660,00.html is an article from Sundance, with a photo of Dave and me down by the pool area in the Marriott in which interviews were done. I see they've changed the wonderfully Cold-Comfort-Farmish phrase "Jim Henson's child" (which was in the headline of the original newspaper) to the rather less evocative "Jim Henson's daughter" in the headline. I took immense pleasure in addressing Lisa Henson as "Jim Henson's child" on the day that came out, sounding as Aunt Ada Doom as I possibly could ("Aye, ye would believe that the godforsaken shuttle bus would be here soon, Jim Henson's Child. I say we just get one of they taxis.")
I still wonder if I was the only person who, when watching the film of Cold Comfort Farm, actively missed the stuff I'd been hoping for, the 1930s videophones and autogyros which are in the book (because it is, as readers will recall, set "in the near future").
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Tomorrow this blog will celebrate its fourth birthday. I have no idea what to do to celebrate, or even if celebration is appropriate. I don't have to do this, you know. Dammit, I can stop whenever I like.
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Addendum: From Patrick Nielsen Hayden:
But, but, it wasn't the voice of Aunt Ada Doom you'd have been imitating, you wight. It was Mrs. Judith Starkadder who insisted on always addressing young Flora as "Robert Post's child." "There's a curse on the place, Robert Post's child! 'Tis the Starkadders' doom."
Notwithstanding which, the image of you croaking Starkadderishly at Lisa Henson is priceless. And no, you aren't the only person who missed the videophones in the 1994 adaptation of Cold Comfort Farm, almost perfectly wonderful though it was...-p.