Author Archives: Peter Darbyshire
More about that Sad Puppies thing….
I posted earlier about how I don’t really have an opinion about the Sad Puppies Hugo controversy. It’s bad enough my kids want puppies…. However, it is a good news story and I work for a newspaper, so I wrote up a column about it. The whole thing is starting to get a bit crazy, with George R.R. Martin weighing in on matters now at his Livejournal:
Perhaps most damaging to the Sad Puppies cause has been George R.R. Martin, author of the Game of Thrones series, speaking out against them in a series of ongoing Livejournal posts. “I think the Sad Puppies have broken the Hugo Awards, and I am not sure they can ever be repaired,” he said in the first post. In a second post, he added, “they seem to want to take the Hugos and turn them into their own awards.” This will no doubt enrage Martin fans who think he should be finishing his latest book rather than posting on Livejournal.
Hear me blather on about things I know nothing about
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My opinion on the Hugo Awards Sad Puppies controversy is…
Actually, I don’t have an opinion on the controversy.
To me, the idea of trying to determine the “best” book/story/whatever of the year is ridiculous. My best will be different from your best, and our favourite reads/games/shows will likely be different from Larry Correia’s and John Scalzi’s and every other person who weighs in with an opinion. Is Jim Butcher’s Skin Game a better Hugo nominee than, say, William Gibson’s The Peripheral? To some people yes, to some people no. It’s all a manner of opinion.
Or rather, it’s all a matter of a popularity contest. It’s no secret that awards of this sort that are judged by vote are usually just popularity contests — they’re generally about who can mobilize a fan base or at least voting bloc the best. This year, it was the Sad Puppies campaign run by Brad Torgersen. Or maybe it was the Rabid Puppies run by Vox Day. It’s still a little unclear as to which group was actually the one that managed the Hugos sweep. How successful they will be in the final awards depends on the level of organization of their opponents. Will the anti-Puppies bloc defeat the Sad Puppies bloc? The campaigns continue even as I write this.
I should point out that juried awards are little better, as they generally reward books which are most in line with the juries’ own aesthetic tastes or are simple compromises between warring jury members — hardly a way to determine the “best” of anything. I’ve been part of enough juries or known enough jurors in other contests to know how it works.
The sad thing is that awards such as the Hugos are meant to celebrate but far more often divide. Let’s face it: no one generally cares what other people are reading. I doubt John Scalzi gives much thought to what Larry Correia is reading and vice versa. Why would they? It doesn’t matter. But as soon as you try to decide what is “best,” then it suddenly becomes personal. Readers get upset when their favourites are seen as marginalized or unimportant — or worse, when something they don’t like is actively praised as being better than the works they do like. And suddenly an award that is meant to celebrate triggers an online war that spreads lot of divisiveness and hate.
Of course, much of this is caused by writers who either lobby to get their own works awarded prizes or who are pissed off because their own works never get awarded prizes. They mobilize their fan bases, and here we are.
Personally, I think we’d be better off without awards. Fandom would be a much calmer and likely healthier place. But that’s not going to happen. The Hugo will not be scrapped in our lifetime, although it may slip into irrelevance, like many other awards (some would say it went that way a long time ago). And the sad truth is awards sometimes come with a financial benefit to writers that matters very much. The Hugos don’t have much of a sales boost, but they do have a boost. And other awards, such as the Giller or the Booker or even the Governor General’s Award make a huge difference to artists’ ability to keep on creating. So awards matter even if we don’t want them to.
So what’s to be done? I think the only option is to not care about them. Or at least use the furor for entertainment value. I think the Hugo brouhaha is meaningless but it is a compelling soap opera. Read and view what you want and don’t worry about what’s best. Worry about what’s best for you.
And if you’re a creator and you win an award, great. Congratulations! Feel good about it and soak it for all it’s worth. But don’t let it get to your head, because it doesn’t mean anything.
In case anyone thinks this is a case of sour grapes, I’ll point out I’ve won a few nice awards, some that come with money, others with honour. I’ve been delighted to win in each case, but I’ve always said all they mean is a certain group of people in a certain block of time happened to like my works a little more than the other works they’d read recently. I’m thankful for that, because it means my writing connected with readers. And that’s what it’s all really about.
Just finished the fine Shakespeare’s Rebel by CC Humphreys and now I’m off to interview him about what it was like to write the character of Shakespeare into his book. It’s a challenge, as I know all too well….
Coffee Break: The Out of Cream edition
It’s Thursday. Are we there yet?
- Aftermath of a Kindle Daily Deal – Jim Hines discusses the boost to sales the KDD gave one of his books.
- For Sale, Baby Shoes, Never Worn – The (urban) legend of a Hemingway six-word story
- Authors of reddit/fantasy, how do you work? – Probably not by checking reddit
We get by with a little help from our friends
Artist Myke Amend is going through a tough time. His father has been diagnosed with liver cancer and Myke wants to move closer to his parents to help out. Funds are tight, though, and Myke could use a little financial assistance to make the move happen. He’s created a GoFundMe campaign, and I’d encourage people to check it out.
Myke’s one of my favourite artists — I’ve got three pieces of his art hanging in my office. You could always buy one of his reasonably priced works of art if you want something for your money. Your office will thank you.
While you’re at it, check out fellow artist Eric Adam’s Lackluster World Kickstarter. It’s to fund the “director’s cut” version of Adams’ comic books, which feature “an albino man trying to change his world through a combination of journalism and street art all the while fighting off his brother and sister, Kelvin and Celsius, and their extreme attempts to convert him to Christianity.” Or, as the movie pitch puts it, “Fight Club meets Office Space in Pleasantville.” Pledged.
Coffee Break – the video edition
It’s Monday — time to slack off at work!
- Superhero Soccer – Why, I guess Gandalf is a superhero.
- Jack White and Robert Plant? – Don’t mind if I do.
- Monica Lewinsky and the price of shame – Worth a watch if you ever laughed at the whole Clinton/Lewinsky situation.
The most-read thing I’ve ever written
The other day I stumbled across a photo on reddit that showed a doctor allegedly grieving outside a hospital after losing a young patient. The photo affected me deeply, as I’ve spent a lot of time in hospitals lately with my sons, who have health problems. Health care workers have become an important part of my life, and I’ve sometimes wondered how they cope with everything they see. The reddit thread shows they clearly struggle with it, as they’re only human, too.
I wrote a personal column in response for The Province, the paper where I work. It spread like crazy, with people offering stories of their own medical experiences. It’s now the most-read thing I’ve ever written — The Province’s Facebook post about the story was seen by more than 50,000 people in a single day, and the paper’s Twitter page was a stream of retweets for a while.
I’m glad the column reached so many people, and I hope it helps readers find ways to say thanks to those health care workers who have changed their lives, just as they changed mine.
I’ll never forget the words a nurse said to me one day when things looked particularly dire: “It makes you realize how much of a miracle life is.”
Now imagine how they must feel when they see that miracle taken away in front of them on a routine basis.
Ebooks back online, self-destruct sequence terminated
In a celebration of spring, the ebook versions of my Cross books, The Mona Lisa Sacrifice and The Dead Hamlets, have returned. The books disappeared a few days back as my publisher, ChiZine, switched distribution providers. But now the Kindle and Kobo versions are back, and the other formats will be online again shortly.
And the flowers did bloom and the clouds did part, and the angels did sing their glorious song. And then Cross murdered them for their grace.











