Tales from Outer Suburbia

Shaun Tan's Tales from Outer SuburbiaIf you are reading this blog then you know all about Shaun Tan’s The Arrival. Well, it’s so yesterday. We’ve all marvelled at the genius of it, been stunned by its simplicity, and watched with pride as it won all of these awards.

But, that was then and this is now. What’s next? Well, funny you should ask. This June Allen & Unwin (1) is publishing Tales from Outer Suburbia, an illustrated collection of original short-short stories. There’s a wonderful sampler for the book here, which includes two shorts and ten pages of art work. Check it out, and send in your orders. There will be a US edition in October or so.

Tan has also done the internal illustrations for Kelly Link’s young adult collection, Pretty Monsters. It’s out later in the year, and is very cool.

(1) Corrected. The book is from Allen & Unwin, not Lothian as I originally posted.  Apologies to all for that.

swancon

Well, gang, the convention weekend is almost over.  The New Space Opera won a Tin Duck Award and tied for a Ditmar (go Russell!).  Many thanks to everyone who nominated and voted.  I am, in truth, tired and somewhat hung over, so I may not sound as happy as I could. I was also delighted with the congratulations I received about the Hugo nomination, and the recognition for the two other Western Australians who made the ballot.

There was much about Swancon that was good and fine.  I spent time talking and meeting friends old and new.  I did a panel or two, and heard about at least one that seemed hilariously misinformed.  I saw Stephanie from HarperCollins too briefly, had dinner with Theresa and Mitch and the gang, chatted with Glenda and Ken and Karl and Robert and Ju.  I spent time – a little – with the Last Short Story gang, who were fun and interesting and cool.

High points? Those were they.  It’s the people you go to conventions for, and not for anything else.  Marianne and the girls came in one morning, and we went to some of the kid’s programming. Yesterday we did Easter egg hunts and lunch. Today we saw Horton Hears a Who (which was terrific – wonderful work from Shaun Tan and a few others).

And now? A moment’s rest before tidying the house, picking up some friends from the convention, then chatting and dinner.  Another dinner tomorrow night, which should be lots of fun, then Swancon is done for another year.  I don’t know if we’ll go in 2009 — it seems awful hard  — but who knows?  Of course, between now and then there’s Denver and Calgary and Adelaide.

I’m only up thirty minutes and kinda tired.  Got the second and third non-Locus reviews in for The Starry Rift. So far we’re at a mediocre review in VOYA, a very good review in the Bulletin of the Children’s Review of Books, and very bad review in Kirkus (which I think actually affects book sales). Not a single one of the five reviews of seen seem to agree on everything, and many contradict one another.  That’s cool.  It’s always nice to get a good review and disappointing to get a bad one.  It probably hurts a little more on this project, though, bcecause I’m really invested in it. Such, as they say is life.  I remember in some film someone said something along the lines of if you hear good stuff and bad stuff, why is it always easier to believe the bad stuff? Don’t know why it’s true, but it seems to be.   Still, I like the book and my editor likes the book.  For the moment, I’ll be happy with that.