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I have been plugging “At the Edge” recently, but I should give a mention to another anthology I am in, because it contains a story I was really very happy to see make its way out into the world, ‘The Boulevardier’. (The Boulevardier, he’s really quite a disgusting … man.) If you like dark stories, you may be interested in Love Hurts, which also contains stories by Charlie Jane Anders, Jeff VanderMeer, Hugh Howey and many others.
In Australia the ABC is reporting, as though it is an outrageous discovery, that Australia Post is unable to screen for drugs and explosives in the post. The Australian Broadcasting Corporation made this purported scoop by writing to Australia Post under Freedom of Information legislation.
The problem is, they wrote to the wrong people. They did not think about the division of duties within bureaucracies. It is true, Posties don’t screen. Its not their job. They deliver the post. However, Police and Customs (and Quarantine) officers do screen. And unlike the situation described by Australia Post, they certainly have the technology and capacity to do so. At the federal level alone, leaving aside random and targetted checks, and the use of informants and high tech, every single item of post that enters Australia, for example, is checked by sniffer dogs. They have dogs running all day and all night over letters and packages sent by mail, dogs trained to respond to a wide variety of dangerous and contraband material.
And as for Reddit commentators telling recipients to deny all if they are caught, just keep following that advice. In the absence of admissions, do you think a prosecution would be based on that one inference alone? You think if narcotics are detected, the authorities don’t have their eyes on you in all sorts of ways?
So the day after the ABC does great work in exposing the national disgrace of ill treatment of minors in detention, they publish this. If only they had checked with the right people.
And there is an interview with me at Angela Slatter’s blog (left click here! left click here!) regarding my story in At the Edge. (Oh gosh, I’m all overcome with … self-importance.)
I can do no better than to just direct you here, to Lee Murray spruiking ‘At the Edge’ on Greg Chapman’s blog. And thanks very much Lee for “And if farming news bores the pants off you, then you haven’t read David Steven’s horror gem, Crop Rotation”.
Award-winning author and editor Lee Murray has hijacked my blog to talk about the killer cross-Tasman anthology she edited with Dan Rabarts, At the Edge.
Down here in the Antipodes, we’re all immigrants of sorts. Either pushed or jumped from other lands, our ancestors ‒ some very recently ‒ decided to make the arse-end of the world their home. And that migration has an effect on the way we see things, slightly skew-whiff, because we’re examining the world from its underbelly. We’re not ashamed of our outlook. Not at all. In fact, we’re proud of our quirky perspective. So, when Dan Rabarts and I were contemplating the craziness of another anthology project to follow Baby Teeth, it made sense to us to explore that viewpoint, to look at what it is that makes Australian and New Zealand stories stand out and also stand together. We hoped that the anthology’s…
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Damn fine news.
My story, ‘The Penultimate Report of Sergeant Burns’ appeared in the inaugural edition of The Grapple Annual, by which I was rather chuffed. Now my ‘The Golden Age of Science Fiction’ has been included in their second volume (along with 41 other pieces), entitled The Grapple Annual No.2, presently under preparation.
Once again, I grapple with all of the big issues of the day: is it socially acceptable to hobble your child, if it is done to prepare them for a job? Is it ever ok just to buy a magazine for the pictures? Why is it best not to know what other people are thinking? Is there a difference in the empathy appropriate for a horrible little man, and a horrible little man with no arms? And I ask these big questions in a journal which is a follow up to an official under rated book of the year award winner. Who could ask for more?