Poll results and Roads to Moscow cover

I’ve closed the poll from the last post, which was overwhelmingly in favor of keeping this site Everything Wingrove. As Brad suggested, I’ll keep the site name the same but possibly change the subtitle… when the time comes.

I also have an update from the Man himself, with some good news and some not so good news. I’ll be posting it shortly, but to wrap up this post, I’ll leave you with this: the official cover for Roads to Moscow: Book 1 – The Empire of Time. Click the image for full size.

A note from David forthcoming in a moment…

More Roads to Moscow news

Friend of Of Gifts and Stones, Goonda, reports in:

It looks like book 2 of Roads to Moscow will be called “The Language Of The Blood”.  Both books are listed on Amazon.co.uk (both have prices, book 1 also has description and release date) and book 1 is listed on Amazon.com (no info at all, just a title)

http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Empire-Time-Roads-Moscow/dp/0091956153
http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Language-Of-Blood-Moscow/dp/009195617X/ref=pd_sim_sbs_b_1
http://www.amazon.com/The-Empire-Time-Roads-Moscow/dp/1448177561

Thanks for sending that in. This is starting to look exciting!

Review round-up and big news

Big thanks to commenter Antonio for bringing all these items to my attention.

First up, a slew of reviews on other sites worth checking out:

Next up, and this is huge news: big-time publisher Random House seems to have officially picked up David Wingrove’s new series, Roads to Moscow, with Book 1: The Empire of Time listed with a release date of April 3, 2014. Mark your calendars, people!

Lastly, if you’re in the area and have no plans two days from now, David will be hosting a workshop on Writing Science Fiction. Lunch is included – what more could you ask for?

More news as it comes in, and if you happen to find anything worthwhile, like Antonio did, please feel free to send it along.

Site outage and news bit

You may have noticed (but hopefully didn’t) some downtime with this site. Without going into needless detail, let’s just say that web host GoDaddy doesn’t receive high marks from me as a client. However, all’s resolved now, and you can rest assured that this site isn’t going anywhere, at least until the Chinese take over and build a city of ice over my house. The staff here at Of Gifts and Stones (read: me) remain committed to bringing you all things Chung Kuo and Wingrove.

In better news, David reports that he reported to the Corvus offices last Monday to sign and date the special editions of The Broken Wheel.

One Moment Of Bright Intensity

David has been (again) incredibly kind by allowing me to post another short story from the Expanded Universe on this site. This story is One Moment Of Bright Intensity, which takes place in the year 2196 at a point in The Middle Kingdom on pages 24-26 (Chapter 26, “Fire And Ice”). This is my favorite story among this, Paperhouse, and Black Stone, White (which are all excellent, of course).

Without further ado, here’s the story. Full text appears after the break. You can also download the PDF to read offline.

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One Moment Of Bright Intensity
A Chung Kuo story set in the year 2196

by David Wingrove

She stood there, among the bowing maids, waiting to be assigned. There were a thousand of them gathered there in GenSyn’s Great Hall, maybe more, though she had never thought to make such a calculation; had never considered what existed beyond the backs of those who stood in front of her; maids like herself, each dressed identically.

Life for her was a haze. It always had been, from the moment they had lifted her from the vats, the amniotic fluid dripping from her limbs. A succession of unmarked moments, leading to this place. It was not to be questioned. Why should it be? Hers was a life of functionality. Of directed purpose. There was no room in it for questions; no space allocated in her long working days for any concept of self.

And so she waited, as the men – GenSyn creations all, of a much higher mental level; creatures that could think and reason and remember – went from row to row, handing out their allocated tasks, going about their business as if this were just another day.

Only this day was different. Today they had a guest, come to see around the massive GenSyn plant. Not that she was in any fashion curious. Why should she be? How could the Great Man’s presence here affect her in any way? Not that she even began to wonder who he was and what he was doing there. No. If she had been a statue she would have showed the same disinterest. The same… nullity. After all, she was just a GenSyn maid, created in the vats, the GenSyn logo – a capital G with a smaller S inside – imprinted into the pale flesh of her neck. Continue reading One Moment Of Bright Intensity