Hey, quick side-message before I carry on with the reviews.
The ten judging teams for the SPSFC have each selected ten covers from their batches, and are voting on the resulting one hundred covers to decide upon the little bonus contest within a contest that is – well, the SPSFCC, I guess.
It was also decided, in the true spirit of Eurovision (that’s probably not what it was, but I’m gonna pretend it was), that we would also have a People’s Choice version to see how they aligned in the end.
So go here and cast your vote for the SPSFCC!
I noticed over the weekend that there were a few teething problems with the site, as is customary for the first time through.
– There is no submit button, the votes just save up as you go.
– You don’t see, as far as I know, how many votes each cover has gotten so as to not find yourself being biased or otherwise affected. Winner will be announced in September, as voting is open until September 11.
– The voting page will ask for your name (and maybe e-mail address? At least the judges’ one did) to prevent fake voters, it’s not a perfect system but it’s pretty secure and shouldn’t ask for any other information. I voted as Edpool and wasn’t challenged.
Anyway, have fun!
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.