When I heard we were expected to make Hugo recommendations in this week’s columns, I thought, “Ummmm…okay. I wonder how I’m going to handle that? I’m reasonably smart. I’m sure I’ll come up with something.”
Well, I’m only unreasonably smart, and this is what I came up with: SQUAT. I just don’t read much contemporary fantasy, science fiction or horror. Since I passionately believe that people should only comment on books they’ve read — and I’ve expressed exactly that sentiment in a histrionic scream on more than one occasion — I can’t give you the name of a single Hugo-worthy book this year. The Graveyard Book, which I read this year and loved, already won last year. Morbid Curiosity Cures the Blues, a magnificent book that would have been eligible in the nonfiction category before 1998, was published in 2009 and in any event is not a “Related Work,” the category that replaced “Nonfiction Book.” READ THE REST OF THIS POST ON THE NIGHT BAZAAR.