You're open to interpretation, like the trapdoor underneath your tousled throne

Just got back from seeing The Prestige with my parents, and I remember a course from college that would have been delighted to include this film. All the different kinds of doubling made me happy. (Which makes it not so inappropriate, I suppose, that when I saw Roger Rees as Owens, the solicitor, my first thought was: "But Edward Everett Horton's been dead for years!") And Tesla in Colorado Springs. And the mechanism of the transported man, that must be disguised as a clever illusion; because if the revelation of a trick is a disappointment, how much more terrible is the realization that it's no trick at all—that the magic is real. No one comes to the carnival to see a real unicorn. I might have to see this movie again.

My contributor's copies of Best New Fantasy, which reprints my short story "The Dybbuk in Love," arrived this afternoon. This is happiness. I am looking forward to checking out the other stories, too.

And lastly, at the request of muchabstracted, I have put together a list of my fifty most significant science fiction and fantasy novels, 1953—2002. Caveat lector.

(Cut for lots of early influence. Well, and some recent.)
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