The copyedited manuscript for The Android’s Dream, which comes out in October or November, and which is not related to the Old Man’s War universe. It does not appear to be as violently marked-up as The Ghost Brigades had been, which makes me feel better about myself as a writer. I like turning in work that doesn’t make a copyeditor cringe in fear.
I think I’ve mentioned before that I really enjoy this particular book, which is just fast-moving and fun and full of action. It may ruin my reputation as a purveyor of thoughtful science fiction, however. As I was saying to someone a few days ago, it’s good I got nominated for the Hugo and Campbell now, because once people read the first chapter here, devoted as it is to a rather extended fart joke, I will never get nominated for anything ever again. But you know what? I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that it’s the best-written chapter-long fart joke in the history of science fiction literature. Someone prove me wrong, here.