
Pohutakawa flowering: yes, it really is midsummer here…
Here in NZ, Christmas Eve always feels like the real marking point of the beginning of the end of the old year, because it’s not only the beginning of the Christmas-New Year break, but also the summer holidays.
Plus, because of that, everyone tries to cram everything possible, workwise, into those last few weeks before Christmas, as well as having all the “end-of-year” workplace get-togethers. In a word, it’s crazy, and we all collectively arrive at December 24 feeling utterly exhausted.
That’s in situation-normal times. Yet I think we can all agree that this year-of-covid has been far from usual. Certainly, over the past few weeks, I’ve been reflecting on how the year has simultaneously felt extraordinarily long, at the same time as rushing by.
Here in NZ we’ve been extraordinarily fortunate at the leadership response to Covid taken by the government, particularly in identifying pubic health and economic wellbeing as twinned, rather than mutually exclusive, goals. In simple, everyday terms, though, that means we’re looking at a holiday period where we can travel and gather with friends and family with a reasonable degree of confidence—while still being careful, needless to say. At a time of year that has come to be all about such gatherings here in NZ, that is no small thing.

At the beach: New Year in summer
I am very much aware that this is not the case in many parts of the world, and that many of you may not be able to be with family and friends this year, despite similar traditions being the norm. Some of you may also have lost family, friends, and colleagues to the pandemic, or to other causes but with the loss exacerbated by Covid related restrictions on travel and gatherings.
Wherever you are, and whatever you are doing, I hope you are and will continue to be as happy, safe, and well as it is possible to be. If you are travelling and celebrating, travel and celebrate safely, giving thought and effect to the safety and wellbeing of others. If you are not able to travel or be together with others in realtime, I hope you may still find ways to share and connect that are meaningful and fulfilling. And may we all find some joy, however small the moment.
“I’ll be back” here, in the usual way, before the holiday season and 2020 both draw to their close—but in the meantime, and again, let’s all take care, for ourselves and others.









I could probably expand on the SU post, with further reference to ‘droids and also to animated films absolutely owning the “faithful animal (or ‘fantastic creature’) companion” in a raft of films, such as Frozen (Sven, the Reindeer) and the How To Train Your Dragon series. And then there’s the whole Harry Potter ‘verse, with owls like Hedwig, and all the fantastic beasts so beloved of Hagrid and Newt Scamander…




Getting back to Harrow The Ninth, as you’ve probably guessed I’m quite keen to read it. In terms of hints offered by the back and inside covers as to the contents within, there’s not a lot on offer. The reader is offered three sentences, two of which deal with the prior book, Gideon the Ninth, and only one with Harrow:
This year on the Supernatural Underground I have focused on Worldbuilding in Fantasy as my theme. A major reason for that is because it’s a part of the genre that I really love—and I love the genre fullstop!—but also because I believe worldbuilding lies at the heart of what makes the genre distinctive from other styles of literature.



Those who are versed in such arcane matters may catch an echo of Babylon 5 in that title, which would only be fitting since I am a fan of the series — which has probably / definitely(?) acquired Cult Classic status by now.

Possibly even the nonsense poem, in fact — although there are many other worthy contenders, such as Hey Diddle Diddle, used by Tolkien for the inn at Bree, in The Fellowship of the Ring.








