Check Out the 1/8/07 Issue of the New Yorker
Posted on January 3, 2007 Posted by John Scalzi 10 Comments
The cover is by Ivan Brunetti, who was a friend of mine in college. I saw it while I was looking for magazines in the airport. I bought it and showed it off to the cashier. She said, “It’s nice when people we know do well.” Yes. Yes it is.
I’m still at the airport, incidentally. But this was cool enough to note to the rest of you. Now I’m off to my gate. Later.
The cover, for those of us not working in a magazine store, can be seen here:
It’s called ‘On Thin Ice’ and the author lives in Chicago with his wife and three cats.
Gate? Gate… (flips through his paperback Necronomicon) Ah. Here it is.
Mr. Scalzi: I demand a post from you about the awfulness of Eragon, either the movie, the book, or both. Chris Paolini pretty much got away with ignoring all of your various rules-for-young-writers and yet he made a half-million dollars on this turkey.
I don’t know if you read the book or saw the movie but let me just channel Michael J. Nelson by saying, “It isn’t the the worst movie ever. No, no: It is the worst thing ever.”
So you knew Ivan Brunetti… tell me, was he as much of a depressed misanthrope as his cartoons suggest?
You obviously haven’t read this.
“was he as much of a depressed misanthrope as his cartoons suggest?”
Yes. But he’s also a really sweet guy.
I thought that, according to Morrissey, “we hate it when our friends become successful”.
I’m almost certain Morrissey hates everyone who is successful, whether or not they’re a friend.
“I thought that, according to Morrissey, ‘we hate it when our friends become successful’.”
Well, you know. It’s helpful I feel reasonably successful myself.