Plotonium
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PLOTONIUM

          To date, science fiction consistently manages to find it way into the top ranking box office films – but why doesn’t it gain the respect? There are certain aspects of films produced that tend to stop audiences and critics from serious consideration. Science fiction is often defined as a story where the science is integral to the story; remove the science and it does not work. Yet there are a number of films where the science is bad enough that the film doesn’t work. Stereotypes are another issue. The thought that a film cannot succeed without blondes, bombs and the boy genius is used ad nauseum. Then there is plotonium. When the film starts to founder science fiction filmmakers love to prop up the whole with plotonium, a made up element that allows the impossible to occur.

          From the recent reboot of Star Trek, an easy obvious example: red matter. There are many strange and new forms of matter that are being discovered and theorized about that might be able to create some of the effects that are attributed to ‘red matter’. But the filmmakers here took the low road. Instead of positing anti-solitons or finding a way to use strangelets or quark matter they decided to slap a band-aid on the situation. The creators stepped outside of the science of the situation and pulled a piece of plotonium out of the box as a cure all solution. Now everything in the movie is made up, so conceivably one could defend the thought of just making up the necessary missing element. But this defeats the purpose of using science effectively in the film. Was it done to ensure that the film was accessible to more audiences? It is the Star Trek franchise here; there has been plenty of technobabble in the past, why change now? Pure plotonium must be accepted at face value without explanation to be effective. Consider a unit of plotonium as a ‘nimoy’ – since this is science. Red matter is at least three quarters of a full nimoy since the film does not work without it. The two climactic scenes of movie do not occur without the presence of red matter.

          Avatar at least gave a humorous wink at its plotonium deposit by naming it “unobtainium”. Certainly only a fraction of a nimoy, since the desire for the element causes the action, but it in no way aids the action in the film. Conversely, the spice in Dune, while integral to the film is explained away in a believable fashion. Hyperspace is a commonly used piece of plotonium that goes both ways. Sometimes it’s explained, some times it’s a given and forged of pure plotonium. But in Event Horizon it takes on a whole new level of abuse, because here without any explanation hyperspace makes space ships evil. It doesn’t possess the crew or the ship, it simply makes it evil all thanks to the auspices of plotonium. For a full nimoy of plotonium look at the Blob, it’s never explained what it is and the film is completely lost without its central element.

Certain plotonium elements have spread the way a virus does. Insidiously infiltrating most space opera is the concept of “shields”. This is so familiar that the “force” has been dropped as a prefix. What is at issue here is that the science behind what makes the shield work is never mentioned nor hinted at. It becomes the sufficiently advanced technology indistinguishable from magic – in fact it becomes magic. Not unlike magic that simply works, without a cost or backing system; the shield simply deflects whatever is thrown at it and is therefore plotonium. The issue is not whether or not the element in question is completely explained but rather whether or not it has value as a scientific element. If the plotonium does not, then it might as well be magic and therefore the film has become fantasy, rather than science fiction.

Jeff Young

MilSciFi.Com Interview
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 I was fortunate enough to get another interview, this time with the producers of the Defending the Future series, the latest of which contains my short story "Blankets".  The third book, By Other Means will be launched this Sunday at the Balticon Convention in Hunt Valley, Maryland.  The interview is available here - http://www.milscifi.com/files/inter-JY-BOM.htm.  After tomorrow the fun starts.  I should have several panels, as well as an autograph session with the Drunken Comic Book Monkeys from Fortress Publications and even a reading.  Right now I'm still putting last minutes bits together and considering what to choose for the reading.  Looking forward to seeing good friends like Bill DeSmedt, Maria Snyder, Danielle Ackley-McPhail and Mike McPhail, James Daniel Ross and many more as well as trading tales in the bar.

Heidi Ruby Miller's Quick 6 Interview
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Heidi was kind enough to do an interview with me -

http://heidirubymiller.blogspot.com/2011/04/heidis-pick-six-jeff-young.html


I will probably be doing the longer Paths to Publication interview with her after the summer.
You can also find Pick Six interviews for my friends:

Robert Waters
http://heidirubymiller.blogspot.com/2011/03/heidis-pick-six-robert-e-waters.html

Jagi Lamplighter-Wright
http://heidirubymiller.blogspot.com/2011/03/heidis-pick-six-l-jagi-lamplighter.html

John C. Wright
http://heidirubymiller.blogspot.com/2011/03/heidis-pick-six-john-c-wright.html

Jordan Lapp
http://heidirubymiller.blogspot.com/2007/08/heidis-pick-six-jordan-lapp.html

Maria Snyder
http://heidirubymiller.blogspot.com/2007/03/heidis-pick-six-maria-v-snyder.html

Danielle Ackley-McPhail
http://heidirubymiller.blogspot.com/2007/03/heidis-pick-six-maria-v-snyder.html

Jeri Smith-Ready
http://heidirubymiller.blogspot.com/2007/03/heidis-pick-six-maria-v-snyder.html

Eric James Stone
http://sixquestionsfor.blogspot.com/2011/03/six-questions-for-eric-james-stone.html





Thanks again, Heidi!

Occasionally Someone Notices
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Writing is a lonely venture - for most of us.  I've never really hit the "let's sit in Starbucks and write" groove, because it reminds me too much of work, where someone inevitably would have me doing returns or getting them change.  You do tend to work in a vacuum  with regards to whether or not what you've produced is worthy.  So it is nice to occasionally have someone notice.  Now I don't mean your friends (gang, your opinions count, absolutely).  Instead I am referring to the stranger who finds something to like in what you've done.  Right now, until the writing starts paying the bills, like the heating oil one, I'll be happy with the warm fuzzy from someone who liked the story. So today was a pleasurable experience when the first review that actually mentions my story turned out to be positive.  Thanks to Frank Dutkiewicz for the review of Writers of the Future 26 on Diabolical Plots - http://www.diabolicalplots.com/?p=2026.  

 

"Writing from the perspective of an alien species is always difficult. The author couldn’t have made it more so with such a novel idea like the wickurn. Mr Young developed not only one freakishly alien species but two, a butterfly like hive mentality called the chenditi. The author created a galaxy with an unusual concept of inter-species cooperation through a settlement program meant to include galactic community at large. In this tale a background model of radically different races existing side-by-side for the common good is presented. Zoi’ahmets uncovers a conspiracy to undermine this grand goal, and the wickurns sense of justice becomes the focus of the tale.

The story is a work of wonder. Mr Young’s ability to bring such an alien species to life makes him very deserving a spot in this anthology.

Grade A-"    Frank Dutkiewicz

Thanks Frank! It was a long day today and that was just what I needed when I checked my email before leaving work.  Glad you enjoyed the story,
         cheers!



BY OTHER MEANS book launch and cake
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       By Other Means, a the third collection of military science fiction in the Defending the Future series, edited by Mike McPhail is out and available now and I'm damn proud to be in it.  In fact I'm damn lucky to be where I am in it, being the "new guy" here.  With names like Jack Campbell, James Chambers, Bud Sparhawk and Andy Remic there's no shortage of talent of the contents page.  Of course, none of this would have happened for me if my friend the editor, Mike McPhail hadn't offered me the opportunity to submit a proposal.  It certainly didn't hurt either that his wife, editorial wiz Danielle Ackley-McPhail went over the submission and helped punch it into shape.  <you can find out more about the whole series here - http://www.defendingthefuture.com/index.html > 
      So Dani, Mike and I took advantage of an opportunity and put together a launch for the book with the SF&F reading group that I started awhile ago called Watch The Skies.  So after a good deal of preparation on February 19th we set up center stage on the Midtown Scholar bookstore and got the party started.  Also in attendance were contributors Robert Waters and Peter Prellwitz who added not only to the prestige but the snack table as well.  We took turns doing readings from our stories and gave away several door prizes.  My reading from the nook ereader I'd borrowed from work went off without a hitch and Dani and Peter even went back to read a second time.  Afterwards we retired to one of the group members homes for an evening of games, fun and fantastic fettucine alfredo.  It felt really good to have Dani assure me that she felt things went very well.
     By then there's the cake.  I made a point of saying that I wanted to make sure that we had food for folks, but it was never my intention to feed Harrisburg- I think I ignored that comment when it came to the cake.  Now I've been to at least 4 book launches that Dani & Mike have done and besides helping as "minion" to get things set up, I've been trying to pay attention to the "do's and don'ts".  Somewhere along the line in ordering the cake I didn't call to mind the size of other event cakes I've seen.  I looked at the board and was more concerned about getting the book's image on the cake and in the correct orientation than with the size.  "Full" apparently came out of me in the discussion and I ended up with a full sheet cake.  Now that Saturday central PA was experiencing 30-45 mph winds.  I was lucky to get the cake into the car, into the bookstore and yes, the cake followed us everywhere- then it followed me home.  With about half a cake left, I'd like to believe I'm learning my lesson.  But no matter, signing books again - that was pretty sweet too.
   

What Inspires You?
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What makes you write?

Listening to a cd on the way home tonight I realized that two of the songs had inspired me to write a piece of poetry that was published in a small press magazine called the Poetic Knight.  Thinking about what to listen to tomorrow, I remembered a group called October Project.  Two of their songs inspired poems.  So here is "Ariel" by October Project and the accompanying work,  "Liakko". 

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LIAKKO

 

 

Night wind kicks through

Teu's long and curling tresses

Singing for the sea gods

In the voice of the conch

Rolling cloud banks across the moon.

Her voice hitches and falters

She dares to need the storm

Though the father of the sea kind

Might yet find her out.

She teases the weather with guile

Then chokes as the thrashing waters

Roll back from the black stone

Wreathed in moonlit white foam

A birthing ring made into a trap

One of the false liakko

That snared her on such a night.

Where they caught her thrashing

In the receding tide waters

Forcing the rough iron ring

On to her slim finger

Marrying her to the land

To the harsh fisherman

Who lifted her up to feet

That had not existed seconds before.

In the moments of her struggles

Her newly born daughter swims off

Leaving her more alone

Than she has ever been.

Her hair whips round

Striking her bare shoulders

Gathering in twisted strands

About her tender throat

Bringing her back to herself.

Her voice deepens with her song

As she reaches far down

Into the depths of the sea

Calling for the powers

Of the very tide itself

Finding that mighty swell

Of waters drug about

By the errant moon above.

On her kinship she calls

Making her unavoidable demand

As the waters begin to well

Upwards from the depths

Killing the waves in their

White swirling foaming graves

Overwhelming them, consuming them

Sucking away the beach's sand

Unseating the cold black rocks  

Of the liakkos themselves.

Never again shall this shore

Welcome the folk of the sea

In their desperate pangs

And contractions of birth.

Only rock remains shining

Slickly wet and scoured clean

As Teu continues to retreat.

Never will her own daughter

Come to these perilous shores.

She turns her back now

On the place of her birth
The mother provider, ocean

Once her home now lost forever

Down the plunging steep and sheer

Newly revealed cliff sides.

Teu slowly returns to her rustic hut

To comfort her other daughter

On the two feet she is now

Cursed forever to wear

In the hopes Liat's small arms

Will fill the void inside her.


<J. Young 2004>

Of Mice and Men
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So awhile back friends and I were starting an acting company.  We of course wanted to get paid.  The caveat to that is that only professionals get paid and of course the definition of being professional was you got paid.  Chicken the egg, writer needs an agent- you see where I'm going here.  So of course I found it amusing when tonight my sister-in-law called me a fight choreographer because I took some time to help at Dreamwrights Youth and Family Theater with their production of The Nutcracker.  Because you obviously couldn't be called a fight choreographer unless you choreographed a fight.  I was being cautious, because the next thing you know some one will really expect something from you.  Now I walked in there tonight and with the help of a good friend, we designed an uncomplicated sequence that we taught to kids ranging from 12-8 that actually looked pretty good.  What amazed me was how much the kids put into it, listened and really gave their all to the performance.  They were great little troopers and even did very well adapting to the changes that we made to increase the length of the their scene.  So in the end, there were twelve mice and soldiers whirling around wooden swords clacking them together and yelling their battle cries at their opponents/parteners.  When I see the show in December, that little 5 minutes is probably really going to make my day and today somebody called me a fight choreographer - think I kinda' like that.

Sunday - August 30th
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<So this is only months late....>   Sunday morning and too much excitement gets me up somewhere around 8AM even though I only went to bed around 3 or so.  I walk around LA a little and then plunk myself down in the lobby to read the Anthology.  There's a pleasant lack of rush on things now since the big events of Saturday and it's really cool to just dive into the headspaces of my fellow writers.  We're due for pick up to go to the Borders in Pasadena at 1:00PM so after and hour and a half's worth of reading I finish off the chicken foccacia sandwich I'd bought earlier in the day and gear up.  I grab my copy of the 25th Anniversary book figuring that there should be some down time to get some autographs.  Loaded up and on the move, we head to Pasadena.  We circle the block, we circle the block - the bus is like a hungry shark looking for its opportunity and finally we find the back entrance and are dropped off.  Inside the folks at Borders have set up a large "U" of tables.  Nameplates are set up so we find our seats easily.  Happily in most cases we're seated next to our illustrators so when the fun begins, I can flip open the page to Rachael's Illustration for her making the process easier.  But before things get really rolling, I looked down the line and realized that next to my "twin" <writing/critique partner> Paula is Tim Powers.  It doesn't take much instigation to get him to sign the Anniversary book and he plunks it down in front of Jerry Pournelle, who then passes it on to Larry Niven - nice folks, they made the work easy.  Once again we're signing and meeting new folks just like the night before.  It's lots of fun to watch the folks come up to Larry and Jerry with their big stacks of books.  Something for us all to aspire to, perhaps.  The Borders folks are very nice to us and treat us to a round of coffees and drinks.  Then too quickly, we're back on the bus and headed for Hollywood.  In a short bit we're off to Author Services for an awesome dinner spread served in the L.Ron Hubbard library area.  Shortly after that we go downstairs for a performance in the Golden Age Theater of one of Hubbard's works.  Now I wasn't sure what exactly to expect and was pleasantly surprised at cool mix of live dramatization and old style radio delivery by the three men who performed "Tough Old Man".  Afterwards there was a brief reception in the library once again.  After all that you'd think the day might just be winding down, but now the group of the writers set off for the bar looking for another opportunity to glean some wisdom from prior winners Steve Savile and Jordan Lapp.  We sat outside beside the pool talking shop until it got cool enough that we moved around one of the fire pits and started telling humorous but true tales.  At last the security guard gave us a final send off which we took as the perfect cue to move to the hotel lobby, where we continued until the clock found its way passed two.  One by one we said goodnight, knowing that all of us were leaving on morrow at different times, heading back to home and bringing this unique chapter to a close.  It was a bittersweet moment, knowing that what we had this past week would never come again in such as fashion, but that we all together were damn lucky for the opportunity.

Monday - was travel, oh, yes it was.  Some how I went from the afternoon straight into evening.  Lift of was cool because we curved out over the ocean and the view was amazing.  The prior flight's excitement made this one seem longer but I still spent a great deal of it looking out the window listening to the mp3 player- although I did break that up by reading more of the anthology.  Coming in over Baltimore at night kept reminding me of Bladerunner.  On the ride home, talking to my brother, I realized that no matter how much I spoke about it, I was never really going to be able to get across to someone else just what the past week was really like. 


<now> Fortunately I am still in contact with the amazing people that I met in August.  Everyday we drop emails or post on facebook or the like.  Most of us have received our trophies and artwork and they will serve as constant reminders of an amazing experience. We are the 26th band of Writers of the Future - guess its time to write that future....

Saturday - the Big Event
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           So how do you start the big day? Walk the Canyon Park again for starters and finally get some pictures.  Today though the weather is not as pretty as it was with clouds covering the horizon.  Someone's packed LA in velvety grey overnight.  Then on to Author Services with no time to spare. Next is a nonstop series of sessions with the successful.  Steve Savile and Ken Scholes took the stage and gave us a good look at what it means to be winners who make it work.  Next was Yoji Kando who talked about keeping the science in the science fiction as well as reminiscing about Robert Heinlein. Robert Sawyer gave us his views on keying your work to success- focus on an important timely theme of large scale.  Dave Wolverton had us thinking about all sorts of things even changing our names, well with "Young" do you blame me?  I'll be down with the dustbunnies. <Sorry folks at home, just kidding for now>.Next Eric Flint brought us some solid advice on collaboration and what keeps you going as a writer.   
           Make up? Really? Rescued briefly from that fate, by Maggie Linton of XM radio, who sits me down and asks me about the contest, who influenced me and my story.  After the interview, we chat briefly about radio.  There's no escape from the make up and after at little pat down, I'm told not to mess with what they've done, which is tone down the bits that might shine.  So then it's hurry up and wait until 4:15.  When we're up on stage in full regalia doing pictures.  At this point they hand out the awards - cool we don't have to wait!  But this is only a photo op so after we turn to the right, turn to the left, stand on chairs <calf muscles are hating me now> the awards go back into their hiding place off stage.  But all of us at some point have caught a glimpse of the illusive Golden Pen award award which will go to the best of the first prize winners.  Brent suggests that perhaps the big award should go to whomever can hold their award longest.  I look at his award, twice the size of mine since he was a first place winner, grin evilly and say "Sure."  From pictures to dinner of filet mignon and dessert of creme brule.  A short break to meet my presenting judge Eric Flint <happy noise!> and get pictures.  
           Then there's no more waiting, its time for the award ceremony.  We file in and get seated.  There's a brief moment of surprise when my roommate Brad Torgersen notices 4 figures in strange robes with covered faces.  The entertainment has started and these characters are based on his story.  In Circ De Soleil style the dance and presentation continues - but wait there are figures in a sling like hammock swinging over the stage, could it be? <One of the performers did later confirm that this was taken from Written in Light.>  After the entertainment we are introduced to the celebrities and the judges and received a very inspiring and moving speech from June Scobee Rodgers about the Challenger Centers who invite young children to experience the possibilities of space exploration.   After a presentation of recognition to Galaxy press from a representative of the Arab Emirates, the big moment arrives.  There is a very cool video presentation in which the art work for our stories, which we've all pretty much fallen in love with, is given another dimension through a brief animation and the it's time to start handing out the awards.  One by one the pay off comes and we give our acceptance speeches.  My moment arrives and I trundle up the steps.  I state my piece, totally forget to thank all of my former English teachers like I planned, do remember to thank Yesterday's Dreamers and finally point at the sky and thank Watch the Skies WRITING GROUP - oops, sorry folks, that's reading group.  Blame it on the moment.  But then its back to reality - right?  Wrong.  Next Seth recieves the artist Gold award for his work.  The picture that he created for Jason's story is amazing to say the least and Laurie wins the big award for her story "Living Rooms".  She's just overwhelmed but in the best way.  Great ceremony, great time, got my award - I'm set right? But wait there's more!
         Now we're wisked into the the lobby of the hotel for a mass signing.  Suddenly, I have a line waiting on me- how did that happen?  Well some of the other folks hadn't made it out as quickly as I did.  Nina Hoffman gives me some very much appreciated advice on the right way to do a signing and I lay on.  I make sure that I mark my first signed book as "First signed book ever" and give it back to the young man with the dark curly hair.  He laughs and tells me I need to come back again, but this time as a judge.  After that it's a blur. My name goes down again and again with my tag line for the story "DIVERSIFY!".  I get pulled over for yet another interview this time with Galaxy Press.  Rachel, who's done the artwork that goes with my story is across the table for a little and I start funneling people over to her.  I meet Sherry Robb who is restarting her agency and collect a card as well as Dr. Harry Kloor of Jupiter 9 productions and so many other people.  Chat, sign and sign again.  In a quiet moment I grab a book and start my fellow authors going on a copy for me.  I swear in the mayhem I sign a book to someone else by accident - I hope they get the Lovecraft reference.  The pile of books is getting smaller.  Sarah from author service stops by with Marisol Nichol.  Sarah says Marisol brought a water for me, I jokingly tell her I'll save it forever and quickly admit I will drink it since she's done the hard work of carrying it around.  And signing again, then another interview.  I talk to two folks who've won and will be back for next year's awards as well as people who've entered but are waiting for their chance and others who are having me sign books for hopefuls.  Somebody needs to tie me down before I float off.  What an evening.  When its all winding down, we find out that there is an after party and cheeseburgers.  So it's relax take it easy and enjoy some good food until 3:30AM with the other winners as well as some of the authors and the organizer of all of this Joni Labaqui.  Had a great conversation with Eric James Stone about Orson Scott Card's Intergalactic Medicine Show and other cool stuff.  Finally fall over - tomorrow another signing!

Writers of the Future - Friday
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Friday - so in the morning we all piled into a bus with all of the illustrator winners and headed to The Valley and Delta press where the anthology is being produced.  We got a very nice tour of the facility and some tantalizing looks at the books.  We were given signatures which are essentially newspaper sized sheet that contains the pages for two books.  Wouldn't you know it, the last page of my story was on top.  This of course means that I couldn't get a sneak peak at the art work for my story.  Yes, I am like a bad kid in the candy shop.  I got caught trying to pick up one of the copies off of a pile of finished books and had to put it back unopened.  Now the secrecy is there for a reason which we'll come to later.  I'd like to thank Jordan, one of last year's winners who spent some time talking to me about writing, screen writing and whatever.  He's a firm believer in the contest and is definitely paying it forward.  So we got back on the bus and headed back to LA.  Meliva, who was involved in the layout and design of the anthology went to each one of the illustrators and talked to them about how their design turned out.  All the while not letting any of us writer folk get a look at the artwork.  So we adjourned to the Author Services building after lunch and heard from Jerry Pournelle about the state of the publishing industry and writerly advice.  Jerry really put it to us that things are changing rapidly and we are the generation of writers that will see a great deal of change.  After Jerry, Kevin J. Anderson and Rebecca Moesta took the stage to review Heinlein's rules of writing and then launch into a great presentation of writerly advice that finished out with the Dirty Secrets of Writing.  All of this has so much value because it is the practical and the common sense all packaged together to keep us on the path to a continuing career.  So late in the afternoon we were all shuttled down to the theater which was guarded by the watchful eye of KD Wentworth to keep us from sneaking in early.  You see they were finally going to show us the art associated with our stories.  The trick was they weren't going to tell us which art was ours, we had to find it.  So after a wait they let us in and like kids on Christmas we all scattered throughout the theater peering at all the pictures.  So I looked at one after another and by the time I got to the end of the line I began to get worried.  I hadn't recognized any of them.  Had my artist chosen to do something abstract?  How was I going to admit that I couldn't even recognize their work?  Then I realized that the artist's name was on their piece.  Now I knew that Rachel Jade Sweeney had been tasked with illustrating "Written in Light" so all I had to do was find her name.  It was about that time that I realized there was one piece of artwork that I hadn't seen.  It was behind a pillar, so that when you entered the theater it wasn't immediately visible.  I think poor Rachel was wandering around wondering what had happened to me when I walked up to her picture.  I must admit I just stared at it for at least a minute.  She'd done such a fantastic job of encapsulating the moment that really sets the events in motion that I was stunned.  I looked up and found her there looking at me and she asked, "Do you like it?" I think I scared her a little, because I didn't say anything immediately.  I just walked over and gave her a big hug and then of course I couldn't shut up about the picture.  We talked for awhile and she showed me portfolio which was rather astonishing.  I was really lucky that she was assigned my story,  This girl has a lot of talent is definitely going places.  Then she dropped the bombshell - we get to take the art home.  I'm still stunned by that.  Going to have to find a wall to hang that on.  So how does it get better than that?  We after dinner, we went through rehearsal for Saturday night, practiced acceptance speeches, figured out how to get on and off stage without causing a catastrophe and practiced handling the award with a stand in pencil jar that looked like an oversized oil filter.  From there time to grab the tuxedo, then back down stairs where my writing class partner interviewed me for for the Innsmouth Press, the magazine she edits.  After that I was snagged for an interview with the Los Angeles Science Fiction Society's Neverending Panel <will post when these become available>.  Finally all the hard work done, I joined the Locus party in room 428 for cool beverages, outrageous stories and good advice from such pundits as Mike Resnick, Tim Powers, Steve Savile, Doug Besson and Kevin J. Anderson.  As a matter of fact, the Horton Hears Cthulhu shirt was a hit.  One full day - and tomorrow are the awards.
PS: I have determined the source of the nasty viral stuff that attacked the lap top was the new MP3 player - so folks scan those as soon as you plug them in to avoid this type of situation!

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