Tonight I went to see Neal Stephenson at Barnes & Noble. He is the author of one of my favorite sci-fi books, Snow Crash. (I also liked The Diamond Age a lot.) I've never read anything of his that I didn't like. Instead of reading out loud from his new book (he said he chose not to do a reading because he figured we could all read to ourselves faster than he could speak the words out loud), he held a Q&A session with the audience. Among other interesting tidbits, I learned that he used to be obsessed with having the latest technology, but now does almost all of his writing with a fountain pen, and that he doesn't feel the need to stay long when he visits the locations he writes about, because all of his impressions of a place generally hit him within the first 24 hours of arriving.
And now for some robots.
The first one went to a stranger, and the second one went to my sister.
| starry robot | girly robot with briefcase and too much eyeliner |
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.