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I'm getting distracted by all the cameo appearances by convention regulars, and wondering if I missed my own turn as a redshirted extra...

The lesser of two weevils.

"Not yet..."

Ey. Black ship's rising.

Flesh. Flesh everywhere. Flesh spread like butter.

Dan Simmons goes space-fantasy, with added Mickey Mouse. Fairly fine.

Tanith Lee's chaotic quest is a better selection. Now just four more to go.

Hmm. Byron Tetrick's story is unsatisfying. A touch too fanfic, maybe.

Tale by Elizabeth Hand: fair, middle of the road. Bonus point for lark's tongues in aspic.

Now, that's better. Glen Cook doesn't need a thesaurus to make his writing good.

In which John C Wright shits in both hands, claps, and smears long-winded fundie rapture cobblers over Jac Vance's Dying Earth.

Tad Williams gives us a dialogue heavy farce of forced companionship. Punchy, and not too fatty...

Elizabeth Moon delivers another lewd farce, this time with roaches!