So, the Hugos, huh?
Every year I disagree with the inclusion of a good number of works or people on the Hugo (and Campbell) shortlists. And that’s fine – not everyone is supposed to have the same taste. If we did, the 5 works that make the shortlists would also be the only ones on the longlists. But tastes and opinions differ, and there will never be a year in which the Hugo Awards accurately represent my choices for the Best 5 of everything (and I doubt there will ever be a year in which the awards represent my choices for even a single category). But that’s the nature of democracy. Last year I was shortlisted for a Hugo for Best Editor (Long Form). Was I one of the best 5 novel editors in the genre across the English-speaking world? Hell, no. But enough people liked the work I did well enough to have nominated me. I may never get another Hugo nomination, but I will always know that the one I achieved was gained without trying to game the system. A few nominees (across multiple categories) last year were part of that year’s “sad puppy” slate. This year, the sad puppies (and their cohorts, the rabid puppies) managed to swamp the categories with works and individuals that might otherwise not have made the final ballots.
It’s a shame, because this year’s winners will win tainted awards. Those that appeared as part of the litters of puppies’ slates will always know that the puppies’ influence on the awards was at least partly responsible for their win (possibly majorly so) and that will surely devalue the award. Those that win who did not appear on the slates may well worry that their win was as a result of the members of the World Science Fiction Association voting against the puppies as a matter of principle. That will also devalue the award. This year, no matter who comes out on top, no-one wins.
The people I feel most sorry for this year are the ones who appeared on the slates, who might have made the list anyway, this year. Or next, or the year after. How awful to have your work tarnished by being associated with a bunch of political activists, who appear to be out solely to destroy the awards. Because, let’s be quite clear, here: that must surely be their endgame. If the works of the alpha puppies was good enough to appear on the ballots (or to be longlisted, even) they surely would be. Encouraging supporters to buy Associate Memberships purely to bloc vote not only goes against the spirit of the awards, it makes the awards worthless (some people believe that awards like this are worthless anyway, but that’s a discussion for another time).
After expressing my disappointment on Twitter and Facebook at the state of this year’s final ballot, I was contacted by someone who was on the ballot, and who was also listed as part of the puppies’ voting block. This person I know to be an extremely hard working person in his category, and he told me that my words had hurt him. I have no doubt that this person could have found himself nominated this year without the puppies’ involvement. If not this year, then at some point. How much more satisfying would it be though, to know for certain that your nomination came not as a result of political in-fighting, but as a result of the joy that your work has provided people over the years. If you’re reading this, Mystery Person X, I truly hope your work is allowed to speak for itself in years to come.
It’s important to remember, I think, that among the list of absolute dross that is listed on the puppies’ slates, there are also pearls. And not all of the people listed on the slates were aware of their inclusion (or what that inclusion meant).
So this year, as every year, I will be paying very close attention to the nominees, and will vote according to how I feel about each particular category.
If I feel a work does not merit inclusion on the final ballot, I will not include it in my vote. And if I feel that there are works (or people) on that ballot that do not deserve to be on there, I will be voting No Award.
But the system is broken. It’s always been open to abuse, of course. But this year the abusers came out in force and coordinated their abuse.
I have some further thoughts, but it’s Easter Sunday, and I’m going to go spend some time with my family. More later, no doubt.
I leave you with a few quotes from last night’s Twitter (unattributed by design):
2014 was a mixed year, for me. The year started well, work-wise, but after a short while, background issues at one of Angry Robot’s sister companies caused the investment company who owned the Group to re-evaluate its presence in publishing, and although Angry Robot was a profitable imprint, the owners decided to act like complete arseholes and thus a period of several months of anguish began. It’s worth noting that Osprey (the most senior of AR’s sister companies) behaved professionally, throughout, with the exception of one senior member of staff, who had been thrust into a situation beyond his ability to manage (the Peter Principle in full effect, here), and so he – along with the investors he reported to – made a number of very bizarre calls. That was a very bleak few months, as we were largely kept in the dark as to the overall plans for the group, and what little we were told, we were prevented from relaying to our authors and their agents. I’ve moved away from Angry Robot, but I still keep an eye on them, and I’m delighted by the fact that they were bought out by someone who actually has a love of publishing, and not a quorum of bankers looking for a quick buck, with no regard for the actual people involved. Long may Angry Robot sail the publishing oceans!
In May, Tor.com announced a new novella programme, and announced they were looking for a team to run it, including a Senior Editor. The job looked like it had been plucked directly from my subconscious, and so, despite the fact that they wanted someone based in New York, I decided to apply for it. Weeks of interviews commenced, and in early July I was offered the role. At one heartbreaking meeting with my friend and mentor, Marc Gascoigne, I handed in my notice at Angry Robot (the only company in my working life I have ever been sad to leave). It was a very difficult decision, but I couldn’t pass up what may well be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to found a new imprint with the best major genre publisher in the world! Naturally, the timing was unfortunate (Angry Robot was working through its issues at the time), and naturally, a bunch of people added 2 and 2 and reached 7.6, but the move was the right one for me, at this stage in my career.
I joined Tor.com in August, the day before the World Science Fiction Convention descended on London. It was a good WorldCon (see my report, here). What made it extra-special for me this year (apart from the exciting new gig) was my Hugo nomination. In 2014 I became the first ever British editor to be nominated for a Hugo. Which was kinda cool. From the instant I heard about the other nominees, I pegged Ginja Buchanan as the winner, and win she did. That I was convinced she would win took all of the stress away from the event, and I was able to enjoy the ceremony without any of those frustrating “what if I were to win?” concerns. I do hope that another Brit is nominated next year – there are so many that are way more deserving than I (though I won’t decline if I’m nominated, again). Odd to think that I’m still eligible for Best Editor (Long Form) this year and next, due to books I’ve already worked on, and next year I’ll move into the eligibility for the Short Form category, where the competition is just as scarily tough!
In September I Chaired my first convention – FantasyCon in York. There were a number of behind-the-scenes problems that were stressful, but dealt with (largely by the brilliant front-of-house Redcloak team). A significant number of people told me it was their favourite convention to date (or favourite FantasyCon), so that helped.
The only other major event of 2014 happened in December, when my Dad died. I won’t write of it, here, as I blogged about it, already.
So, what about 2015?
Well, I want to lose some weight (2 stone would be good – that’s about 12 kilos), and get fitter (I ran a lot in the second half of 2014, but it dropped off a bit). I’m also going to be at my first Guest of Honour gig at CONvergence in July (the single best convention I have ever attended, and easily my favourite).
And, of course, the first novellas I have acquired (with my brilliant assistant, Carl Engle-Laird) will come out (this coming summer).
It’s going to be an exciting 2015, folks!
It’s 10.45am on Monday the 18th of August as I write this – the last day of LonCon3 – the 72 World Science Fiction Convention. Every year I seem to find something that makes that particular WorldCon my favourite, so far –
Spokane 2015 has a lot to live up to!
I’m currently the Chair of this year’s FantasyCon, so I know the amount of work that goes into running a relatively small (400+) convention. This year, WorldCon had over 10,000 members, and I understand that around 7,500 of them attended the convention. With those numbers, it was pretty inevitable that there would be some hiccups.
I got to my hotel on Wednesday – the day before the event started – and decided to register for the convention early. I had a 2.30 meeting elsewhere, but there was just enough time to register, as registration was due to open at noon. I got there at 11.50, and was delighted to discover that I was one of the first 10 people in line! Woohoo! Unfortunately, Registration was not yet ready to open, and we were informed it would be open 30-45 minutes late. This would have made me late for my appointment, so I left, and returned at 6.30. The queue was a bit longer, but not too bad, and it didn’t take me long to register.
Unfortunately, there was an additional registration area for programme participants (those of us on panels) and this registration kept different opening hours. This meant I had to come back the following morning to continue my registration. I got back to Registration the following morning (around 10.00am) to find that the lines to register were about a mile long. Luckily, I only needed Programme Participation reg, but the people managing the main registration queue didn’t know where that was. So I queued for the Information Desk. They knew, and directed me. I went and picked up my pack (my third visit to Registration, so far) and walked away, a relatively happy bunny.
My pack contained information on which panels I was on (I knew these), instructions on how to moderate a panel (I know this, but it’s certainly useful for newbies) and a folded piece of card with my name on it (not needed, as every panel I was on had this on the table, already). What it didn’t have (and what I had been told it would) was my Hugo pin and ribbon. As a virgin Hugo nominee, these are very important to me. So I headed back to the Registration (for the fourth time) to query this. They handed me a second pack, which had been misfiled, and I checked it. There was a certificate, my pin (yay) and a couple of Hugo Party invitations (one for the pre-ceremony party, one for the post-). The ribbon was missing, and I was told they hadn’t been delivered, yet. I managed to pick mine up a couple of days later on my fifth visit, so all was finally resolved.
My hotel was the Ibis Styles (nicknamed the Abyss by Adrian Tchaikovsky) – the worst hotel I have ever stayed in (and I’ve stayed in Britannias!). Nice to see mock wooden flooring in carpet form, though – I’ve never experienced that. It was special.
Thursday night saw our first panel. I hosted a game of I’m Sorry I Haven’t a Clue, with Paul Cornell and Emma Newman playing against Catherynne M Valente and Seanan McGuire. It probably took me 16-20 hours worth of prep to get everything ready for this, and I was fully expecting an audience of 20-30 as it was on at 10.00 at night on a Thursday – the first night of the convention. Not only was it full (500? 600? 700 people?) the door staff were having to turn people away. And it worked! The audience laughed where they were supposed to, they anticipated the regular gags and cheered, and there were a few rows of Americans who had never heard the show, looking suitably mystified at Mornington Crescent. I predicted – correctly – that it would be the highlight of the convention for me. The panelists were all brilliant, and a special shout-out goes to Seanan, who had been pretty ill the previous couple of days, and who still made the panel (and was hilarious). Knowing she was poorly, she even lined up a replacement and rehearsed with him. He wasn’t needed, but thanks for being there, Heath!
A Literary Beer the following day went well, and I moderated a panel on what it’s like to be an editor – the audience were quieter than usual at this one, which worried me, but I had a few people come up to me afterwards to say how much they enjoyed it, so that was nice.
And all through the week/weekend, I had meeting after meeting after meeting, talking about the new novella imprint I’m setting up for Tor.com. There’s a lot of excitement around for this.
And then, on Sunday, we had the Hugos!
I always enjoy the Hugo ceremony. I go whenever I’m at a WorldCon. I love the pomp and pageantry, the celebration of our genre. And I called a lot of the winners, correctly, including the winner of the category in which I was nominated – Best Editor (Long Form). From the instant the nominees were announced, I’d named Ginjer Buchanan as the winner – the woman is a genuine legend in the industry, and anyone would have been foolish to bet against her. Because of my unwavering conviction that Ginjer would win, it really took the pressure off, and I found that I wasn’t nervous. I wondered if I would become a little nervous as they announced my category during the ceremony, but I wasn’t – not even a little. My wife (who had travelled down from York for the night to support me) found her heart beating that much faster as the nominees’ names were called out, but I surprised myself by being calm, even then. And who could possibly argue with the result? As we were walking back to the hotel I asked my wife if it was odd that I wasn’t even disappointed not to win. As it turned out, I came 5 out of the 5 nominees, but I’m the only British editor to ever be shortlisted in any Hugo editing category – that’s a big enough win for me! (And I’ll probably post my speech here, soon).
I was a little disappointed that neither of my Campbell-nominated authors (Wesley Chu and Ramez Naam) won their category, but the Campbell this year was the hardest category to call, and again – no-one could argue against the winner; any of the nominees would have been appropriate. I was delighted by Kameron Hurley winning 2 Hugos for her fan writing (Best Novel Nominee (at least) prediction for next year for The Mirror Empire) and I jumped to my feet when Ann Leckie was announced as the winner of Best Novel for Ancillary Justice. It was a fabulous year for diversity, and for the middle finger of justice to be presented to the small number of small-minded bigots who try to derail the ongoing progression that the genre is largely achieving.
It’s odd to think that – even though I no longer edit novels – because of the books I’ve worked on recently, I’ll still be eligible for the Long Form Editor award for the next 2 years, but I really hope that we’ll start to see some more Brits appear on this list in future – folk like Julie Crisp, Gillian Redfearn, Marc Gascoigne and Jo Fletcher (among many, many others).
The pre-ceremony party and the losers’ party were nice – folk had dressed up for them, and the writers of Game of Thrones and one of the Orphan Black writers had flown over. Doctors 5 and 10 (Davidson and Tennant) were there, too, which was nice, and I got to shake Tennant’s hand and tell him I enjoyed his work. Luckily, someone had informed the bar/restaurant staff at both parties, how dangerous we genre folk can be, and so they put away anything that would conceivably be used as a weapon – glasses, crockery, metal cutlery – and replaced it with flimsy plastic versions (including plastic wine bottles!). I don’t see that as being tacky and insulting to us, at all, no – it was no doubt a tragedy well-averted. And if it was all-but impossible to cut the cheese with a plastic knife the thickness of a paperback cover, well that’s just the price you have to pay to stay safe.
Looking forward to the next one (in Spokane, USA, next year), and to all the great cons in between, but most of all looking forward to getting home and seeing the kids after being away from them for 9 days.
So, it’s been a week and a half since I got the email telling me I’d been shortlisted for a Hugo, and 5 days since the official announcement at EasterCon. I’ve not had a follow-up email from the Hugo administrators that begins, “Sorry, there’s been a terrible mistake…”, so I guess it’s all still on.
I just wanted to thank everyone who Liked or Commented on my original Facebook message, or who sent messages of support through Twitter – there are far too may of you to thank individually. It’s been lovely to get so much support – especially as the only Brit to ever have been nominated in an Editing category at the Hugos.
Can’t wait to meet Jonathan Ross – that’ll be the highlight, I think!
I didn’t write about this last night, as I was too busy celebrating, but I thought I would mention a few Angry Robot folk who are also celebrating Hugo (and Not Hugo) nominations, this morning.
First of all, huge congratulations to Ramez Naam and Wesley Chu, who are both nominated for the John W Campbell Award for Best New Writer! Two Angry Robot authors on a shortlist of 6!
It’s also worth pointing out, that in the past 4 years (since Angry Robot has had eligible authors and works), 6 of our authors have been on the Campbell shortlist: Aliette de Bodard, Lauren Beukes, Chuck Wendig, Madeline Ashby (though nomination declined: http://madelineashby.com/?p=1556) as well as Mssrs Naam and Chu.
Kameron Hurley is on the ballot for Best Fan Writer.
Kameron is also on the shortlist for We Have Always Fought: Challenging the Women, Cattle and Slaves Narrative in the Best Related Work category.
Mike Underwood is shortlisted as part of the Skiffy and Fanty team in the Best Fancast category.
Emma Newman is on the same Best Fancast category for her Tea and Jeopardy podcast.
Aliette de Bodard is one of 5 authors shortlisted in the Best Novelette category (for The Waiting Stars)
The full list of nominees can be found here.
Eight Angry Robots across six categories.
Congratulations and good luck to all of the above, and to everyone else on the shortlists, but especially to these fine folk!
See you all in London!