Once more the clock of
the year arrives at quarter to midnight... well, practically ten-to
now, but I’m doing the best I can here. It’s been a busy quarter
covering the summer holiday period, although I know I make that
excuse every time. My holidays were particularly great this year and
I’ve been enjoying the Indian summer culminating in an amazing,
albeit fleeting, literal trip to India for work.
So once again I find
myself being thankful for all the gifts that life has brought while
working hard to squander, ruin or debase them. Oh well, mustn’t
grumble!
In the meantime, I
distract myself with writing – the writing by others and writing of
my own. In this reading report I’ll mainly be talking about
Comixology, the gradual failure of my anti-gadget resolve and a bit
more about – perhaps my final word on – the death of science
fiction.















