BECAUSE WE ARE WORTH IT! yes. YES. HELLS BELLS yes we are. This must the one of the Best Days Ever!
Now read that again, but this time, imagine it being shouted with helium? Thats how it felt to write it. Like either helium or sugar O.D. I don’t think you could notice in that short row of words that I’m a fan of sci-fi? Not a fan like “I can’t breath if I don’t get my daily dosage of sci-fi”, but big enough to know my Dr Who, Star Wars, Stargate, Firefly, and a bunch of other series I’ve watched that goes in the sign of sci-fi.If my days involve someting sci-fi, I’m happy, but if not I will survive. Promise.
When I was younger I was a strict Fantasy reader (after I abandoned Nancy Drew to a honor-shelf in my room and started on a new shelf and a halfdussin libraries. Got through them all. No more shelfspace at home, and no more books at the library made me, 2 years ago, to start look in the other direction. Not that I hadn’t been watching sci-fi for a very long time at this point in my personal history. I’ve long been of the mind to READ fantasy, and to WATCH sci-fi. But two years ago.. Wow. I can ACTUALLY still remembering going over to that side of the bookstore and pick up something from the sci-fi shelf. How wierd it felt. I think it was Cobley’s Humanitys Fire and Reynold’s Terminal World that I bought that day. Loved them both for different reasons and since then I’ve been very graciously abusing my local library for sci-fi, and even cleaning out a shelf at home for new additions. Now, I wouldn’t say that wasn’t my FIRST sci-fi books, I’ve been dipping my toes in that literary waters for some time, even got a few favourit authors and books that can claim sci-fi status. But it was the First Time that I chose delibratly to read someting from the other side. And since then I’m happy as a clam in a Chicago chowder!
Enough of my personal shit. This is about something bigger than me. It’s Sci-Fi day and we should celebrate it! It’s also the birthdate that Mr Asimov himself took after not knowing when between october and january he was born. It’s because of HIM that sci-fi is also celebrated today. They go together like someting that goes great together (was going to write penutbutter and jelly, but then remembered, I havn’t actually tried it so can’t say for sure that it’s awesome).. I’ve been wanting to read something of his for quite some time now, but I’ve been waiting for that perfect moment, and that perfect book (mostly the library only stock his books in Swedish, and I am of the mind to read an authors work in the language he wrote them in, especially if I can actually read that language). The one at the top of my to-read list by Asimov is ofcours I,Robot.
But today I’ll just have to gobble down Oryx and Crake by M. Atwood instead. It’s the one from this month bookclub (yes, I’m in a bookclub and it’s awesome, even though it mainly is about Fantasy, there is one in every few that does go for the sci-fi genre instead just to keep it freash), and I’ve been keeping it for a rainy day. Today is that rainy day (expect it doesn’t rain, but it’s kinda gray and soggy outside, this winter just ain’t getting it done) and since it’s also a day to try out that futuristic bathtub I’m going to bring the book in there and have a really splendid time reading in the tub. More people should do that. But only with books that they love and only with books they aren’t afraid of hurting. There have been more than one incident of dropping the book down in the water, and since I’m of the mind to like warm baths, there has always been the problem of steam. And not the good kind of steam, as in steampunk, the daughter of sci-fi, but the bad kind that makes the book all wonky.