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Sunday, January 01, 2006

pricise information

I only ever met Ian Dury once, in a French radio station, a few months before he died in 2000. I was awestruck, and I don't awestrike easily. "You used the word contumely in a song," I told him. "You're my hero." "I just pulled it out of a thesaurus, mate," he said, with a smile. Over at http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/ there's a retrospective of interviews with Dury (http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio/aod/networks/radio4/aod.shtml?radio4/ian_dury_bbc is the direct link, and as with most BBC radio links, it won't be up for more than a week).

Dear Mr. Gaiman,I recently read Good Omens and really enjoyed it. It has a very large fandom, and some of your fans have been wondering: do you read the fanfiction that's written of your work? Even more under speculation: do you write fanfiction and post it under other names?Karla Rubinstein

No, I'm afraid that I don't read any of the fanfiction based on my stuff. I'm sure it's better for everyone if I don't. And no, I don't write fanfiction and post it under other names (what on earth would be the point of that? If I'm going to write a story, I want to be able to put it in my next short story collection).

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Over at The Dreaming -- http://www.holycow.com/dreaming/ -- Lucy Anne has collected a gargantuan pile of recent stuff, roundups, newspaper articles and bits and such, saving me the trouble of listing it all here. You should go and look.

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Please give me pricise information about you.thankyou

I am precisely in my mid forties and I write things. I still have all my own hair and fingernails. I do not have all my own pens, because I absent-mindedly leave them places and never see them again. I speak fluent English but cannot juggle. My eye-colour is hazel which is not a very precise sort of eye colour at all, I'm afraid, wandering from green to brown to grey and even to blue depending mostly on the lighting.

Mr. Gaiman,I just wanted to share that Neverwhere was listed by Frommer's as one of their favorite books that make them see the world.
Here's the link to the site.
Nat K.

Thanks, Nat.
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Last year, someone asked about the Ottakar's boxed edition of the UK ANANSI BOYS, querying mostly whether it would be worth the money -- there's a review in at http://www.thealienonline.net/blog/2005_12_01_tao_ed_archive.asp#113510436109289132, and not only are they very nice about it, but the price is described as actually very reasonable for this sort of thing, which will I trust put everybody's mind at rest.

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To clarify, for the befuddled who have written to me requesting an explanation, Good Omens is being reissued in the US in February, in hardcover for the first time since 1990 and with a new introduction, Frequently Asked Questions, a piece on Terry by me and a piece on me by Terry. It will be coming out in an edition with two different covers, to ensure that people who can only find the G shelves in bookshops have an equal chance of finding it to the ones who only know about the Ps.

The covers will look more or less like this:



Hullo Neil,

Happy Holidays and a Splendiferous New Year to you and yours. IGN, in their End-of-Year madness has posted a Top 25 of DC Vertigo comics and you managed to get four hits, with Black Orchid at #25, The Books of Magic at #14, Death: The High Cost of Living at #11 and Sandman as the #1 Vertigo series. So congrats to that and the link to the list is here:

http://comics.ign.com/articles/677/677353p1.html
Congrats on that and hope all goes well.

Matt from Chicago, IL.


and also

Look, another wonderful and deserving recognition....
http://citypages.com/databank/26/1308/article13990.asp

You will need to scroll down a bit to your mention...

-Amanda

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I forgot to mention that while I was on holiday I read Angela Carter's lovely Nights at the Circus, and Garry Kilworth's not-yet-published Attica, a fantasy quest (sort of) set in an attic. Or perhaps in all attics. It's an excellent book, good and original and, in all the best ways, strange. It kept transporting me back to the attic of the house I lived in as a boy, in which we would find peculiar things left by the house's former owners, cardboard boxes filled with large glass bulbs, like light-bulbs, each containing several tablespoons of dusty liquid mercury, or round bricks of glittering white marble, and suchlike forgotten magical objects...