Unsung Heroes

Sorry I haven't been around here much lately. It's getting down to the wire for this damn York address and I've gotta shave half an hour off of it. (It's tough — I mean, you try argueing that pedophiles and suicide bombers will be the ones setting the ground rules for any post-singularity society. In less than 30 minutes. You gotta take it in small steps.) Also, I'm trying to find an agent, and I gotta do it quick; I've only got street cred as long as I'm a "finalist" for these awards. The moment they go to someone else, I'm just an also-ran. (And in the course of that search, might I just point out that Deanna Hoak is absurdly gracious, classy, and helpful to people she barely even knows. A few more like her would make a complete hash of the rules of Darwinian natural selection.)

Oh, and while I'm in hat-tipping mode: I usually e-mail thankyous to those who've contributed to the Niblet Memorial Kibble Fund, but sometimes I can't get through. So if John Packer from Australia, and/or Terry Doyle from the UK happen by, thank you both for your generosity. And your e-mail addresses are broken. For months.