"Follett, James - Earthsearch 00 - Mindwarp" - читать интересную книгу автора (Follett James) Another name for hell!
Children's skipping rhyme Origin unknown FOREWORD Excuses. Excuses. Or, wriggling convincingly off the hook. It doesn't matter if you haven't read the other books in the Earthsearch series because this book is a self-contained novel. Also it's the Earthsearch curtain-raiser although it was not written first. Its appearance is a touch embarrassing, so if you find the spectacle of a writer casting about frantically for excuses is unedifying, you can skip this intro and plunge straight into the story. One of the pleasurable perks of being an author are the invitations to give lectures (I prefer to call them talks -- it's less pretentious) around the country to arts festivals, library groups, writers' circles, and science-fiction conventions etc. During the question and answer session I'm usually asked by loyal fans of both BBC series if I have usually answered: no. To my shame, the reasons I've trotted out are usually along lines about how I need to move on to develop new ideas. There's some truth in this pretentious twaddle, but the real reason is that I thought I'd played all the aces in both books. I was convinced that there was little left to provide fresh twists and turns in the plot and, above all, surprises. Like everyone else, I was thinking in terms of a continuation of the story from the end of the last book, not realising that a story I've had simmering since 1975 is, in fact, the beginning of the Earthsearch story: a failure of that most precious tool of the writer -- lateral thinking. Let me explain about 1975. This was the year when I forsook an index-linked pension to become a writer, and had the good fortune to meet the late George Markstein, a partner in the literary agency, Marjacq Scripts. The other partner was Jacqui Lyons, who still represents me. George was the genius behind The Prisoner television series which he co- conceived and script edited besides writing some of the scripts. He was a great storyteller, and a master of indirection which he later demonstrated in his novels. He could also be a terrifying ogre, especially if he suspected a writer was not giving an audience or readership their best. Mindwarp was one of my very early ideas and George loved it. I still have his enthusiastic notes and suggestions on |
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