Hodderscape Review Project, part 2
By Anne Perry
Posted on July 23, 2013 in Books with tags Hodderscape Review Project
Last week we introduced you to several of our Hodderscape Review Project participants. Today we’re introducing you to a few more. Please join me in welcoming them!
Like last week, there’s a clue to the first Hodderscape Review Project title hidden in this post. Any guesses? (Fear not; all will be revealed on August 1st, when we finally unveil the mystery book!)
“What a different result one gets by changing the metaphor!”
After a long and successful career as a child actor, Paul Wiseall went on to achieve world-wide fame when he recorded everyone’s favourite party song, ‘Your Knees Are Getting Wet (Better Put ‘Em Behind Your Head)’. That song reached number #1 in 29 countries and ten years on, the royalties are still Paul’s primary source of income.
Paul lives and works in London. He was Features Editor for Fantasy-Faction before deciding jetpacks were more fun so started his own website, JForJetpack.com. He doesn’t like fish.
“And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days, —
I am determined to prove a villain,
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.”
Leila Abu el Hawa is the founder and organiser of the Post-Apocalyptic Book Club which started in 2009 and is still growing with nearly 700 members in London and more worldwide. Two splinter groups have also been started by ex-members in Manchester (UK) and Canada. In this endeavour, she has ploughed through a ridiculous number of ‘end of the world’ books and surprisingly remains optimistic. As well as the group, she also organises and chairs author panels and has even been invited to speak at the Natural History Museum about dystopia and apocalypse in pop culture. She’s an ex-classicist and regularly late for work having missed her stop by being too engrossed in a book. Unable to name just one favourite novel, it’s a tie between H Rider Haggard’s She and On The Beach by Nevil Shute. post-apocalypticbookclub.co.uk and www.meetup.com/post-apocalypticbookclub
“Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.”
Penny Schenk reviews books on a narrowboat in Oxford, and blogs at pschenk.wordpress.com. She spends far too much time on twitter as @galoot and is an activist IRL. She will happily bend your ear about SFF and The State of Things in General – how much time do you have?
“The privileges of the side-table included the small
prerogatives of sitting next to the toast,
and taking two cups of tea to other people’s one.”
Erik Lundqvist is a 36 year old mushy Swede who lives and works in London. He reads a lot of books to make up for his lack of superpowers, and occasionally writes about what he reads. Erik enjoys fantasy, SF and crime, but will sometimes be seen reading a techie book. Erik works as a developer for Google where he tries his best too not eat too much chocolate.
“Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.”
Max Edwards has always been an avid reader, so much so that he did an abrupt u-turn the August before going to university to do history, instead taking a year out and studying English Literature. When he’s allowed to get away from Shakespeare, Spencer and Sidney, he prefers the company of Silverberg, Scalzi and Sanderson – and regularly b̶o̶r̶e̶s̶ educates his peers on why SFF should be taken more seriously. A London native, he fell into the SF community by going to see his idol, China Mieville, at Blackwell’s Charing Cross in December 2011 and hasn’t looked back since. He blogs at One Chapter More and can be found on twitter @onechaptermore. He has also recently started a podcast, Rambling Through Genre in which he rambles with Lor Graham and Doug Smith on science fiction and fantasy.
“No sight so sad as that of a naughty child,” he began,
“especially a naughty little girl. Do you know where the wicked go after death?”
“They go to hell,” was my ready and orthodox answer.
“And what is hell? Can you tell me that?”
“A pit full of fire.”
“And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there for ever?”
“What must you do to avoid it?”
I deliberated a moment: my answer, when it did come was objectionable:
“I must keep in good health and not die.”