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A Look at SF's Annual Report by A. John O'Neill
Like the ubquitous end-of-year glossies from corporate America, Dozois' annual report arrives
with a carefully balanced mix:
a quick history of the company, grumbled warnings about the coming year, fact and opinion
in roughly equal proportion... and last year's earnings, trumpted with
professional enthusiasm. For industry watchers, the best part comes first:
Dozois' lengthy and entertaining summations, always worth mining for anecdotes
and recommendations on recent novels, anthologies, movies, and authors. A really trustworthy
reviewer -- one who can steer you towards emerging new writers, and the break-out works from
the ones who've been around a while -- is an invaluable resource, and a prolific one
is doubly so. And in the field of short fiction, there is no one harder working (or more
influential) than Dozois.
And there we come to the true value of the series for the busy SF reader of the nineties. The
gaudy tonnage at the science fiction section of your local supermegaplex can be a little overwhelming,
even to someone who's been reading it for decades. To a newcomer it's substantially worse, so we
can forgive her if after a bewildered moment or two she shrugs and reaches for that Star Trek
novel.
What's needed is an SF Almanac. Or (to get a bit more current with our metaphors)
a shareware disk. "Whew, heard a lot about that Maureen McHugh. And there's her latest, in
hardcover. What to do, what to do." Enter Dozois, your waiter for the evening, with a bubbling
appetizer platter and a whispered recommendation or two.
Now you know why your shelves should be groaning under the weight of the last twelve volumes
-- a nearly unparalled reference library of modern short science fiction
showcasing over a hundred authors in nearly three hundred works. But how does the latest entry
weigh in? It is, predictably, a worthy addition to its predecessors, and perhaps that's
what's nagging me most about this latest installment. It's just a little too
predictable.
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