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I woke up this morning with a sore throat, so I won't be going in to work today. (I'm not going to try to talk to a roomful of people for 80 minutes at a stretch, and then do it again - not on a sore throat.)
I'm currently reading Moneyball, a lightweight book on the use of statistics by baseball people today (focusing on Oakland GM Billy Beane), and rereading Asimov's The Gods Themselves. I'm struck by how pedestrian Asimov's prose tends to be; thinking about it, I can recall very little quotable dialogue, and not much more memorable narrative. He does seem to do endings well; I'm thinking of the last bits of "Nightfall", Foundation and Empire, and Second Foundation in particular. (Most of my Asimov books are fairly early in his career; The Gods Themselves is the most recent, I think, and it's thirty or thirty-five years old. Perhaps he improved, but I doubt it.) His nonfiction is actually better written, I think; at least, I have very fond memories of reading his essay collections way back when.
I'm currently reading Moneyball, a lightweight book on the use of statistics by baseball people today (focusing on Oakland GM Billy Beane), and rereading Asimov's The Gods Themselves. I'm struck by how pedestrian Asimov's prose tends to be; thinking about it, I can recall very little quotable dialogue, and not much more memorable narrative. He does seem to do endings well; I'm thinking of the last bits of "Nightfall", Foundation and Empire, and Second Foundation in particular. (Most of my Asimov books are fairly early in his career; The Gods Themselves is the most recent, I think, and it's thirty or thirty-five years old. Perhaps he improved, but I doubt it.) His nonfiction is actually better written, I think; at least, I have very fond memories of reading his essay collections way back when.
