I am fickle. I often want something desperately, right up until the moment anyone can have it. Then I lose interest. This is not a good thing, but I am a weak, fallible person and this is not the worst failing a person could have. Right now I’m craving Elizabeth Bear’s new novel, which a nice publicist could send me a copy of (hint hint ), and will probably crave it right up until the release date, at which point it will immediately be too late to read the book. I don’t understand it either. It has something to do with chasing reviewing deadlines of one stripe or another for eight years, and spending too much time reading Forthcoming Books. Who wants this year’s books? I want next years! That said, I should add a thank you to Jason. I’ll be reading those books over the next week or so.