They were all browsing while they talked and Graham had edged away to the back of the store by himself. In his hands he had a browned, but clean-edged bound. He turned it in his hands, it was odd, but he felt no thrill in that. Bringing it to his nose… there was nothing, the […]
19/09/2011
A bit different to last week’s entry, the Song of Dalsarion comes from two interests of mine: Dungeons & Dragons and writing verse. Dalsarion was one of those poor characters you roll up, make a back story for and get all excited about… which you never play. The idea for writing a verse novel started about […]
16/09/2011
Oh so much fun! … No really, I love this stuff! ~~~~~ While what I really wish to examine is the new balance of power between (hitherto) producers and consumers, firstly let us (again) visit the topic of piracy. There are a great number of studies on the topic, and I only want to briefly […]
15/09/2011
“I didn’t mean to…” Started Robert. But didn’t seem to know how to finish. Emlen narrowed his eyes. “They’d send me to the Library, Robert, and you know what that means. For both of us.” Robert looked back at him desperately. As if with no way out. Emlen continued. “You wanted into this, and I […]
14/09/2011
With all the talk of Amazon becoming a ‘Netflix of books’ it seems the perfect chance to jump ahead a little with Bibliotek (not too much! Just by one chapter / nanograph.) This section gets right into the meat of a post-book world, ebooks for free and about the ‘social.’ I am quite ambiguous about this […]
12/09/2011
I’m going to be blurbing a few of my other (far-off!) projects over the next month. It’s a bit of fun, a bit of a break to think of non-Bibliotek, non-PhD stuff. For a little bit of background on this one, it was just an idea floating round my head until Kandace started talking about […]
10/09/2011
Mary. I am an old man who remembers. I can see it clearly. From horizon to horizon there is the gold of swaying stalks; the land is flat like the sky, their edges never to meet and stretching away. The smell of grit and earth rubs into my skin and clothing. Then there is the […]
06/09/2011
Hi all. You may have noticed that I missed last Friday’s scheduled Icky Theory post (or not). That was actually because I was out of the state visiting a fine un-conference BookCamp hosted by IF:Book Australia (as a part of the Melbourne Writer’s Festival. May I also note that IF:Book and founder Bob Stein have been very […]
06/09/2011
<— Previous ~~~~~ They were moving again. They’d returned to the Tube. “Cute.” Graham muttered. “They own an illegal print-job for the intrinsic flaw that it’s been Auteured. That it isn’t an auto-correcting text. That bound’s only ever been valuable to them for once having been ‘right.’ That it’s become a part of their own […]
29/08/2011
<— Previous ~~~~~ “How do you know, Man’?” Graham figured looking at the little guy was the thing to do: the other two men had turned to him. “Because they’ve logged in to the damn club under one of my own pseudonyms!” He turned his mobile around for them all to see. There was no […]
20/09/2011
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