I was getting dressed for yoga the other day and a science fiction novel fell out of my bag. One of the guys in the dressing room saw it and asked if I liked science fiction and we got to talking. He told me that he was going to leave a bag of books for me but I honestly forgot about it.
This morning I picked up the shopping bag full of books but barely got a chance to glance at them. It is interesting to me how many pockets of geekdom there are and how often they are kind of isolated.
I finished 2010 last night and am making my way through Accelerando, which has grabbed me.
The first thirty or so pages of Accelerando is making me think about science fiction and sex acts. There is something there, something about how science fiction novels comment on their own fictional worlds and how they are different from our own through sexuality and good ole (or brand new kinds of) fuckin’.
More on that later…
For now, NASA Image of the Day, Saturn: