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It starts with:

The third of a well-regarded series (that inspired a poorly regarded film) is essentially Teleporting: The Next Generation, as Davy and Millie Rice’s daughter Cent discovers that she, too, can “jump.”

And ends with:

Readers will cheer for sympathetic Cent, but she’s a bit too perfect; despite her extraordinarily isolated upbringing and claims of social awkwardness, her insightfulness about people is incredibly high, and she’s unreasonably able at negotiating the dating scene. Ultimately, though, this is a great romp with a little social conscience–raising mixed in.

Mr. Gould, please write faster.

I am content.

I have an interview with Catherine Schaff-Stump (who I first met when she was a student at Viable Paradise XIII.) I talk about my process. I’ve always hated that phrase, as it calls up images of pretentious people who often inhabit the role of artist without inhabiting the activity of art.

Nonetheless, process, in an industrial sense, is about how one does something, from assembling automobiles to distilling fractions of petrochemicals. So, try to imagine I’m talking more about how I do it and less about my delusions of artistry.

Steven Gould, new book coming out early next year, was kind enough to talk to us about his writing process. Another unique style, Steven writes and revises AT THE SAME TIME!

Read the interview.

Read some of IMPULSE

Tor.Com has put up two chapters (one is very short)  from the beginning of Impulse.  I love the tag line they used on twitter to announce it:

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It’s totally unfair if your parents can teleport and you can’t. Check out @StevenGould’s IMPULSE: http://t.co/kH992Jq2
11/30/12 12:09 PM

Check it out!

Goodreads First Reads: Impulse by Steven Gould 

Cent has a secret. She lives in isolation, with her parents, hiding from the people who took her father captive and tortured him to gain control over his ability to teleport, and from the government agencies who want to use his talent. Cent has seen the world, but only from the safety of her parents’ arms. She’s teleported more than anyone on Earth, except for her mother and father, but she’s never been able to do it herself. Her life has never been in danger.

Until the day when she went snowboarding without permission and triggered an avalanche. When the snow and ice thundered down on her, she suddenly found herself in her own bedroom. That was the first time.

Enter for a chance to win here!

Thanks to Tor Books for this contest!

Room With A View

I already posted this picture on Twitter but I’m staying in this building and this is my view.

And this is the view at night:

In the above quote, Abu Hayyan al-Tawdihi, 10th century philosopher, is talking about arabic calligraphy particularly as used to convey the word of Allah, but I love the quote as it refers to the work of the intellect in general.  I saw the quote at this place:

This is the National Museum of Islamic Art in Doha.  It was designed by I. M. Pei, one of the most famous architects in the world. (Think the pyramid at the Musee de Lourve, or the John F. Kennedy Library, or the Jacob Davits Convention Center, or just go look here.)

The collection is worth hundreds of words but the building itself is one of the amazing things I’ve seen.

I’m staying in a building that is barely visible across the bay in this picture.

Fun fact: I.M. Pei, when deciding to choose between an education in England and one in America chose America because he’d always been fond of the movies of Bing Crosby.

Great Circle

http://www.greatcirclemapper.net/en/great-circle-mapper/route/KIAH-OTBD/aircraft/244/range/ho.html

Check out my route!

6993 nautical miles
12951 kilometers
13 hours 58 minutes

My arms are gonna be WASTED!

I’m at the airport tightly clenching my passport and a visa document in Arabic that I can’t read. I’m going here:

This is Doha, Qatar, a peninsula sticking out of Saudi Arabia into the Persian Gulf.  It is the richest country (per capita) in the world.

I’m going to talk to students at the Texas A&M Qatar Campus at Education City as well as a local American High School.

I hope to blog daily with pictures. I took the good camera though the picture above is not mine, hopefully, all the rest will.

Just got back from two weeks in New England. Most of that was my annual stint teaching with the other great instructors at Viable Paradise which is held every fall on Martha’s Vineyard.  Here’s this year’s class with instructors.

 

Shortly after this picture they administered the VP OATH!!!!

There are some great accounts (by the students) of their experiences. If you are one of them, please link to your account in the comments!

EDITED:

Arun Jiwa’s Account

At the end of it all though, I can’t help but feel that the instructors have turned us all into Things with our new and secret knowledge of the writing process.

Gary Henderson’s write-up.

Eric Gern’s posts.

Theresa Bazelli’s blog.

Lauren Roy’s Thoughts.

Dawn Bonnano’s reflections.

Casey Blair’s Horror.

Nicole Lisa’s Post VP

Aliza Greenblatt’s Gift for the Reader

Chris Bauer on all the books he has to read

“Rust With Wings”

I have a story that is set in the early days of the bug infestation in my book 7th Sigma. It’s coming out in the anthology After, edited by Ellen Datlow and Terry Windling.

The book is out in October but they are giving away 20 copies over at Goodreads so go sign up!

Here’s a bit from my story:

Jeremy lay flat on his stomach in the backyard grass watching three bugs crawl across a flattened soda can. They were larger than June bugs, with that beetle shape. One was copper-colored, one was silver, and one rusty. Every so often their wing cases would lift slightly and reveal iridescent crystal blue beneath. The rusty one was almost twice as long as the others, with extra legs and a junction point where the new head would be after it split. Everywhere the bugs crawled, holes appeared in the metal.

Jeremy’s dad rounded the corner and said, “Get your butt in the car right now. We’re outta here!”

Jeremy scrambled up, brushing off his jeans. Ever since the power went off three days before, Dad’s temper went from easy-going to better-watch-out and he wasn’t going to do anything that might trigger it.

When they rounded the house, Mom and Laurie were putting laundry baskets full of clothes into the trunk. Laurie was saying, “But why can’t I go over to Sarah’s instead? You said I could last week!”

Dad and Mom exchanged glances. Dad’s eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth and Mom said quickly, “You’re going to have to trust me on this one, honey. Sometimes plans change.”

Dad shut his mouth and moved to the driver’s door. He muttered, “We should’ve left last week.” He paused and took a look at the house, head tilted back. Jeremy swiveled to see what he was looking at but Dad barked, “In the car. Now!”

Jeremy got in the back and tried to look up through the rear window. He couldn’t tell what Dad had been looking at but he didn’t get a good look ‘cause Dad peeled out of the driveway and he was thrown across the seat and into Laurie.

She shrieked and shoved Jeremy back. “Put your seatbelt on, idiot!”

He did, his eyes wide. The few times Dad’s ever driven like that, Mom screamed at him and made him stop the car, but now she was just looking back at Jeremy, to make sure he got the seat belt fastened.

The tires screeched as they made the left at the subdivision entrance and Jeremy felt himself sink into the seat back as Dad accelerated toward the interstate.

 

I’m giving away 5 Advance Reading Copies Impulse the third book in the Jumper series which won’t be out until January of 2013.  Tweet a link to this post with the hashtag #ImpulseGiveaway.   (Or retweet my announcement on Twitter which does the same thing.)  I will be capturing all those tweets after midnight September 30th and announcing 5 winners on October first. For more information on Impulse, look here. If you don’t have a twitter account, I will also accept entries in the comments section to this post (with a contact email.)

I can haz 3.14159

This morning I got up early and picked all the apples off the tree in the front yard, cut out the wormy bits and made…

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That is all.

More on IMPULSE and…

I previously said that Impulse (the sequel to Jumper and Reflex) would be published on 8 Jan 2013 but my source, Amazon, has changed it to 15 Jan 2013, a week later.  I also obtained a higher resolution image of the cover, at the bottom of this post.

What I haven’t previously said is that we have just concluded a deal for Exo, the sequel to Impulse, to be delivered in the middle of 2013.

Cover of Impulse by Steven Gould

Release Date 15 Jan 2013

Off to Denver

 

Have a signing at Broadway Bookmall with Carrie Vaughn and mystery writer Rebecca Hale on Sunday at 3pm in Denver. Come say hi if you’re in the area.  I’ll be signing anything I can get my hands on. Okay, not those.

 

 

IMPULSE Cover and Synopsis

Seen at SF Signal who got it from Amazon.

They also spotted a synopsis over at Goodreads:

Cent is the teenaged daughter of two very special people, Davy and Millie, the world’s only teleports, but her life is far from ideal. Kept in isolation to protect her from her parents’ enemies, she wants a normal life, a life with friends and, perhaps, romance. She wants to go to school like any other normal child.

If only she were normal…

 

Edited: As it says at Amazon, pub date is 8 Jan 2013.

 

Recently attended Conquest in Kansas City. At just a little over half-way there, my sister has an off-the-grid ranch in Western Oklahoma.  On the way I helped install some solar panels and on the way back I helped install an 800 watt wind generator. Oh the fun!

You have unit June 15th to submit to the one week genre writing workshops on Martha’s Vineyard. If you don’t know why you should go, read this.

 

 

At that book place. On my way to my agent’s.

Currently in Manhattan. About to go to breakfast with Ellen Datlow. Later to Tor Books and tonight to a book launch for Alethea Kontis‘s Enchanted. Ah, the exciting life of a SF author.

Now where the heck did I put my limo?  You take your eye off the entourage for one minute and everything goes to heck.

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