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The 2025 Hugo, Lodestar, and Astounding Awards Winners are as follows

Best Novel: The Tainted Cup, Robert Jackson Bennett

Best Novella: The Tusks of Extinction, Ray Nayler

Best Novelette:"The Four Sisters Overlooking the Sea”, Naomi Kritzer

Best Short Story: “Stitched to Skin Like Family Is”, Nghi Vo

Best Series: Between Earth and Sky, Rebecca Roanhorse

Best Graphic Story or Comic: Star Trek: Lower Decks: Warp Your Own Way, written by Ryan North, art by Chris Fenoglio

Best Related Work: Speculative Whiteness: Science Fiction and the Alt-Right, Jordan S. Carroll

Best Dramatic Presentation, Long Form: Dune: Part Two, screenplay by Denis Villeneuve & Jon Spaihts, directed by Denis Villeneuve

Best Dramatic Presentation, Short Form: Star Trek: Lower Decks: “The New Next Generation”, created and written by Mike McMahan, based on Star Trek created by Gene Roddenberry, directed by Megan Lloyd

Best Game or Interactive Work: Caves of Qud, co-creators Brian Bucklew & Jason Grinblat; contributors Nick DeCapua, Corey Frang, Craig Hamilton, Autumn McDonell, Bastia Rosen, Caelyn Sandel, Samuel Wilson (Freehold Games); sound design A Shell in the Pit

Best Editor, Short Form:Neil Clarke

Best Editor, Long Form: Diana M. Pho

Best Professional Artist: Alyssa Winans

Best Semiprozine: Uncanny, publishers and editors-in-chief Lynne M. Thomas & Michael Damian Thomas; managing editor Monte Lin; poetry editor Betsy Aoki, podcast producers Erika Ensign & Steven Schapansky

Best Fanzine: Black Nerd Problems, editors William Evans & Omar Holmon

Best Fancast: Eight Days of Diana Wynne Jones, presented by Emily Tesh & Rebecca Fraimow

Best Fan Writer: Abigail Nussbaum

Best Fan Artist: Sara Felix

Best Poem: “A War of Words”, Marie Brennan

Lodestar Award for Best Young Adult Book: Sheine Lende, Darcie Little Badger

Astounding Award for Best New Writer: Moniquill Blackgoose

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Aug. 17th, 2025 11:27 am
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The Flying Bubble Show was great fun. Kids thoroughly entertained.
Original is here on Pixelfed.scot.

Grumpy Sunday

Aug. 17th, 2025 11:16 am
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What went before: About half-done with entering the corrections/rewrites/removing scenes/shifting scenes. Hope to be done with that part tomorrow.

It is very nice in my office with the curtains open and the breeze coming through.

I need to go wash some dishes before Happy Hour descends. I've got some mail to tend to, after Happy Hour, then finding something to eat. I'm tending toward grilled cheese to tell the truth. Grilled cheese is always in order.

Everybody stay safe; I'll see you tomorrow.

Sunday. Sunny and not as cool as I'd like, but nor too hot. Windows are open. Heat pumps are on "fan."

Really lousy night. Finally got to sleep around 4am and woke on my own a little after 8. This has put me behind schedule, and, also? I'm cranky.

Breakfast was hummus and naan, with grapes. Tea brewing now for second breakfast of half a blueberry muffin, because I'm still losing weight, and that's .... disquieting.

I don't know what lunch will be. Ice cream, maybe.

Cat fountains have been changed out. After Second Breakfast, I'll cope with my other duty to the cats and take a walk, then I will be free to get with the WIP.

How's Sunday at your place?

Tali, enjoying yesterday's free-flowing air:


a first ball of yarn

Aug. 16th, 2025 01:00 pm
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It's wildly inconsistent (wool/sari silk waste blend, about 30 g / 1.2 oz) and I struggled with the learning curve for plying (first on a Turkish spindle that was too small for plying, then on the wheel once I figured out how to adjust the takeup; mine uses scotch tension) but hey, it exists!

I remain desperately curious about the mordant because I soaked yarn in hot water for an hour and the water ran completely clear, and it's a red dye!

But as therapeutic activities (quite literally this doubles as physical therapy for my wrecked ankles, and I'm still sick), this is very satisfying.

Play-Watching in London I

Aug. 16th, 2025 05:13 pm
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I can spend a few days in London right now, and that already meant two plays.

Globe Theatre: The Merry Wives of Windsor

Rarely performed these days, and actually one I never read, which is one of the reasons why I used the chance to watch it in an afternoon performance, that and the way watching plays at the Globe, in a perfectly reconstructed Elizabethan theatre, has yet to cease being special to me.

Shakespearean Spoilers have mixed feelings )

The Garrick: Mrs Warren’s Profession

One of George Bernard Shaw’s early “problem plays” and scandals. (He wrote it in the early 1890s, and except for a club performance in 1902, it would take two decades to make it to the London stage. By contrast, it was already performed in Germany in the 1890s as well. Legendary producer Max Reinhardt was a big Shaw fan and so were a lot of Wilhelmians.) This production is starring Imelda Staunton as the titular Mrs. Warren, and her real life daughter Bessie Carter (known to the general audience probably best as Prudence Featherington in Bridgerton) as Vivie Warren; the director is Dominic Cooke.

Shavian Spoilers argue about the ways of making money )

Having thus watched Shakespeare and Shaw, I have on my schedule next: Robert Bolt, and then a new play, which from the sound of it is Shakespeare/Marlowe slash, starring Ncuti Gatwa as Kit M. Stay tuned!

The tyranny of small things

Aug. 16th, 2025 09:31 am
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What went before ONE: Duty to the cats performed. Walk walked. Reading of WIP done.

Very pleased to see that it's nowhere as awful as I of course assumed it would be. Needs work, but who among us does not?

Next steps are adding corrections and moving pages as noted on the hardcopy, making Yet Another Chapter-by-chapter, and then as a reward for the Long Clerical Schlepp, I get to write new words.

Have an appointment for a potential cleaner to come by next Tuesday, take a look around, and give me an estimate, so *that's* in train.

Right now, I need to do some kitchen-y things, like getting honey into the syrup dispenser, and cutting up the yam for skillet yam-onion-and-garlic. After which, it's back to work.

The day remains very pleasant, and the windows remain open, which is so very nice. I get tired of Station Air, even though some days it's for the best . . .

What went before TWO: Summing up: Yesterday afternoon, someone shot a motorcyclist dead on the Roosevelt Trail at the Windham Shopping Center, subsequently taking off in his car.

The Windham police hit the FEMA all-call, which hit Every Cell Phone In Maine, and a bunch in New Hamphire, too, with a godawful shriek, to let us know that there was a shooter on the run, and instructing everybody everywhere to shelter in place, lock doors and windows.

As of 7pm the suspect was reported "located" and the shelter-in-place lifted. The Windham police apologized for hitting the Big Red Button instead of the Smaller Red Button to the right.

What went before THREE: Tools down now, I think, rather than get sucked in to going all night. Tomorrow, I have more (LOL . . . yeah) correx to enter. I've already deleted +/-3,000 words, so there's that.

Coon Cat Happy Hour is up in a few minutes. I will, regretfully, be closing the windows and going on to Station Air before I draw a glass of wine and do a little bit of reading before dinner.

Everybody stay safe; I'll see you tomorrow.

Saturday. Sunny and still cool. Windows are open; Station Air is off.

Trooper has had his gravy, whined for and received a bowl of gooshy food, which he proceeded to ignore.

I? Have already been to and come back from the walk-in clinic, and I was honestly embarrassed to be there. I had gotten an earring stuck in my ear, and since I can't see the back of my own ear, there we are. Long story short, the post had bent down, and since it wasn't straight, it couldn't come back out the hole in my ear. So, now I have a pair of earrings I probably shouldn't wear, which is kind of too bad because I liked them.

The nurse was extremely good-natured, and told me they see lots of earring problems, which -- almost 60 years of wearing earrings and this has never happened to me.

Anyhoots, back home now, tea to hand (breakfast was a Kodiak blueberry breakfast bar on my way to the clinic), and it's time to get with the WIP.

And how's Saturday treating you?


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Ten books new to me: five fantasy, two mysteries, and three science fiction novels. Four are series books and the other six seem to be stand-alone.

Books Received, August 9 — August 15


Poll #33494 Books Received, August 9 - August 15
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 47


Which of these look interesting?

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Love Binds by Cynthia St. Aubin (December 2024
4 (8.5%)

Druid Cursed by C. J. Burright (October 2025)
2 (4.3%)

Hell’s Heart by Alexis Hall (March 2026)
8 (17.0%)

The Quiet Mother by Arnaldur Indridason (December 2025)
9 (19.1%)

Dark Matter by Kathe Koja (December 2025)
10 (21.3%)

Butterfly Effects by Seanan McGuire (March 2026)
13 (27.7%)

How to Get Away With Murder by Rebecca Philipson (February 2026)
7 (14.9%)

Cabaret in Flames by Hache Pueyo (March 2026)
5 (10.6%)

The Entanglement of Rival Wizards by Sara Raasch (August 2025)
10 (21.3%)

What We Are Seeking by Cameron Reed (April 2026)
22 (46.8%)

Some other option (see comments)
0 (0.0%)

Cats!
30 (63.8%)

Interesting Links for 16-08-2025

Aug. 16th, 2025 12:00 pm

unhinged spinning

Aug. 15th, 2025 10:48 pm
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Unhinged spinning experiment: Immolation Fox prototype #1 (WIP)



Close-up:



(This is a WIP single, which I'd plan to ply, so that's active twist right now.)

I'm resigned at this point to destroying fiber in the service of something I find personally delightful to spin but Shinjo only knows how I'm going to get rid of the resulting yarn since I don't knit or crochet and don't plan to start. I took it up as an extremely backhanded way of additional physical therapy for my ankles.

If I am scarce right now, I'm physically ill, sorry! Spinning is at least a different sickness distraction from Balatro, which eats my device batteries.
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will feature an idealistic would-be knight, an idealistic but extremely cynical town watch member, a 600-year-old wood elf who has a little magic and is terrible keen on progress as it applies to firearms, and an artisan who adheres to most dwarven stereotypes but is in fact a short human.

The knight is the only one who can read, and the elf is their best medic, in the sense they have a 50% chance of binding wounds, rather than under 40%.

After one session:

The knight is a killing machine, with poor social graces in his current context. Well, that isn't quite true: he knows courtly manners. He just doesn't think they apply in the Empire and is very irritated that the peasants keep making eye contact.

The artisan is a relentless engine of effort, quite good at hitting things with a hammer but not so good at dodging. However, unlike the knight, he didn't stay in melee range to get bit.

The elf has almost supernatural reflexes and situational awareness and is a crack shot... but the dice were not on their side.

The town watchman is oddly crap in combat to the point they wanted to sell their sword for something where if they missed, at least they weren't next to whatever they missed. They are, however, keen-eyed and socially adept.

Amusingly enough, had the elf examined the adorable girl who accosted them, their tiny knack for magic would have revealed the revenant was somehow magical... but they were the one person who didn't side-eye the dead girl as she led them into an ambush.

Aggro Goose #2

Aug. 15th, 2025 09:47 am
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Aggro Goose #2: mimesis is a vector quantity (worldbuilding, "fictive complaints")

(I think the one cuss word this time is...assholes? Badasses?)

My real agenda is to refine my vocal plugin chain, with sf/f discussion as a side-effect. That said, Aggro Goose is happy to take topic suggestions in comments or to yoon at yoonhalee dot com.

(FYI, I'm scarce right now thanks to orchestration homework &c.)

August update

Aug. 15th, 2025 02:33 pm
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One of the things I've found out the hard way over the past year is that slowly going blind has subtle but negative effects on my productivity.

Cataracts are pretty much the commonest cause of blindness, they can be fixed permanently by surgically replacing the lens of the eye—I gather the op takes 15-20 minutes and can be carried out with only local anaesthesia: I'm having my first eye done next Tuesday—but it creeps up on you slowly. Even fast-developing cataracts take months.

In my case what I noticed first was the stars going out, then the headlights of oncoming vehicles at night twinkling annoyingly. Cataracts diffuse the light entering your eye, so that starlight (which is pretty dim to begin with) is spread across too wide an area of your retina to register. Similarly, the car headlights had the same blurring but remained bright enough to be annoying.

The next thing I noticed (or didn't) was my reading throughput diminishing. I read a lot and I read fast, eye problems aside: but last spring and summer I noticed I'd dropped from reading about 5 novels a week to fewer than 3. And for some reason, I wasn't as productive at writing. The ideas were still there, but staring at a computer screen was curiously fatiguing, so I found myself demotivated, and unconsciously taking any excuse to do something else.

Then I went for my regular annual ophthalmology check-up and was diagnosed with cataracts in both eyes.

In the short term, I got a new prescription: this focussed things slightly better, but there are limits to what you can do with glass, even very expensive glass. My diagnosis came at the worst time; the eye hospital that handles cataracts for pretty much the whole of south-east Scotland, the Queen Alexandria Eye Pavilion, closed suddenly at the end of last October: a cracked drainpipe had revealed asbestos cement in the building structure and emergency repairs were needed. It's a key hospital, but even so taking the asbestos out of a five story high hospital block takes time—it only re-opened at the start of July. Opthalmological surgery was spread out to other hospitals in the region but everything got a bit logjammed, hence the delays.

I considered paying for private private surgery. It's available, at a price: because this is a civilized country where healthcare is free at the point of delivery, I don't have health insurance, and I decided to wait a bit rather than pay £7000 or so to get both eyes done immediately. It turned out that, in the event, going private would have been foolish: the Eye Pavilion is open again, and it's only in the past month—since the beginning of July or thereabouts—that I've noticed my output slowing down significantly again.

Anyway, I'm getting my eyes fixed, but not at the same time: they like to leave a couple of weeks between them. So I might not be updating the blog much between now and the end of September.

Also contributing to the slow updates: I hit "pause" on my long-overdue space opera Ghost Engine on April first, with the final draft at the 80% point (with about 20,000 words left to re-write). The proximate reason for stopping was not my eyesight deteriorating but me being unable to shut up my goddamn muse, who was absolutely insistent that I had to drop everything and write a different novel right now. (That novel, Starter Pack, is an exploration of a throwaway idea from the very first sentence of Ghost Engine: they share a space operatic universe but absolutely no characters, planets, or starships with silly names: they're set thousands of years apart.) Anyway, I have ground to a halt on the new novel as well, but I've got a solid 95,000 words in hand, and only about 20,000 words left to write before my agent can kick the tires and tell me if it's something she can sell.

I am pretty sure you would rather see two new space operas from me than five or six extra blog entries between now and the end of the year, right?

(NB: thematically, Ghost Engine is my spin on a Banksian-scale space opera that's putting the boot in on the embryonic TESCREAL religion and the sort of half-baked AI/mind uploading singularitarianism I explored in Accelerando). Hopefully it has the "mouth feel" of a Culture novel without being in any way imitative. And Starter Pack is three heist capers in a trench-coat trying to escape from a rabid crapsack galactic empire, and a homage to Harry Harrison's The Stainless Steel Rat—with a side-order of exploring the political implications of lossy mind-uploading.)

All my energy is going into writing these two novels despite deteriorating vision right now, so I have mostly been ignoring the news (it's too depressing and distracting) and being a boring shut-in. It will be a huge relief to reset the text zoom in Scrivener back from 220% down to 100% once I have working eyeballs again! At which point I expect to get even less visible for a few frenzied weeks. Last time I was unable to write because of vision loss (caused by Bell's Palsy) back in 2013, I squirted out the first draft of The Annihilation Score in 18 days when I recovered: I'm hoping for a similar productivity rebound in September/October—although they can't be published before 2027 at the earliest (assuming they sell).

Anyway: see you on the other side!

PS: Amazon is now listing The Regicide Report as going on sale on January 27th, 2026: as far as I know that's a firm date.

Obligatory blurb:

An occult assassin, an elderly royal and a living god face off in The Regicide Report, the thrilling final novel in Charles Stross' epic, Hugo Award-winning Laundry Files series.

When the Elder God recently installed as Prime Minister identifies the monarchy as a threat to his growing power, Bob Howard and Mo O'Brien - recently of the supernatural espionage service known as the Laundry Files - are reluctantly pressed into service.

Fighting vampirism, scheming American agents and their own better instincts, Bob and Mo will join their allies for the very last time. God save the Queen― because someone has to.

See the fish?

Aug. 15th, 2025 09:24 am
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What went before ONE: M'sieur Rookie critiques the hair taming.

What went before TWO: Just gettin' done for the day. I am pleased that the WIP has a definite shape. There are holes, but now I can see where they are.

Nothing planned for tomorrow, except sticking with the WIP.

Everybody stay safe; I'll see you tomorrow.

Friday. Sunny and gonna be warm, only it's not yet, so I've opened the windows to get some air moving around the house.

Trooper has had his gravy-and-meds and is currently chowing down on Fancy Feast cod, sole, and shrimp.

My breakfast was a peach cut up into plain yogurt. Kettle's on for my second mug of tea. Lunch is looking like The Last Yam.

Today is for writing and I'm ready to go in my Childless Cat Lady tshirt.

I do have a letter to write and a phone call to make -- oh! Whoever mentioned "Nextdoor"? Thank you! I downloaded it this morning. The feed is a MESS, but I found one post of interest -- a cleaner in the area who is accepting clients, so I'll be calling her.

Otherwise, as previously mentioned -- writing, one's duty to the cats, a short walk, and, oh, how about writing?

Friday brought me a surprise video from Lake Wesserunsett on July 31 2019.  "See the fish?"

https://sharonleewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/08/VID_20190731_103823251.mp4

What's Friday bringing to you?

 


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Aug. 15th, 2025 08:54 am
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Lucky St. James is offered a dream job: save the world or die trying.

VenCo by Cherie Dimaline

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