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Barkers, Freaks, and Amazon...
Dec. 1st, 2004 03:50 pmWow, what craptacular weather we are having today. Nothing says "you're gonna be soaked and miserable" like a nor'easter.
One of the things that happens when you finally get around to putting your previously crated books up on shelves, is that you happen across books that you love that you haven't read in ages. I finished rereading one such book last night, Circus World, Barry B. Longyear's first collection of short stories set on the planet Momus. Momus was first settled when a starship crashlanded on the previously uninhabited planet, leaving the survivors out of contact with the rest of the universe for some two hundred years. The ship was carrying a circus, and all the survivors were circus folk. What kind of society would they build?
( The natives are restless. When the time is ripe, I must try to convince them that I am a god. )
I first read these stories in SF magazines in the late seventies, and later bought the collection. It's an odd thing, because I've never really been a fan of the circus, but I still enjoy these a lot. Longyear also wrote Enemy Mine, which I read in a magazine back in the day, too. Thanks to the interbunny, I now know that Longyear wrote two more books about Momus, one of which I ordered from Amazon, which is a story in itself... ( Amazin' Amazon... )
And in the time it's taken me to write this, the storm has passed, and the sun is shining. huh.
One of the things that happens when you finally get around to putting your previously crated books up on shelves, is that you happen across books that you love that you haven't read in ages. I finished rereading one such book last night, Circus World, Barry B. Longyear's first collection of short stories set on the planet Momus. Momus was first settled when a starship crashlanded on the previously uninhabited planet, leaving the survivors out of contact with the rest of the universe for some two hundred years. The ship was carrying a circus, and all the survivors were circus folk. What kind of society would they build?
( The natives are restless. When the time is ripe, I must try to convince them that I am a god. )
I first read these stories in SF magazines in the late seventies, and later bought the collection. It's an odd thing, because I've never really been a fan of the circus, but I still enjoy these a lot. Longyear also wrote Enemy Mine, which I read in a magazine back in the day, too. Thanks to the interbunny, I now know that Longyear wrote two more books about Momus, one of which I ordered from Amazon, which is a story in itself... ( Amazin' Amazon... )
And in the time it's taken me to write this, the storm has passed, and the sun is shining. huh.
