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Hugo, No Go



There has been a lot of backlash, bitching, and bulling over the 2015 Hugo Award Nominations. 

I am so sad over this whole Sad Puppy shit. 

Frankly, my dears, I don't give a damn about an author's politics.

If I am offended by their writing, I will not continue to purchase said writing.

No one forces anyone to read anything that offends them. 

No author should encourage censorship. 

I don't know if the nominations were fair, on the up and up, or deserve a big boo from the peanut gallery.

I do know they got a couple of the nominations right. 

Congratulations to a few fellows I know personally, like profoundly, and admire professionally:  Jim Butcher, Lou Antonelli, Mike Resnick, Jim Minz, and Brad W. Foster. 

Y'all rock! Good luck!

My favorite nominations for the 2015 Hugo Awards:
Best Novel: Skin Game, Jim Butcher (Orbit UK/Roc Books)
Best Short Story: “On A Spiritual Plain”, Lou Antonelli (Sci Phi Journal #2, 11-2014)
Best Related Work: Letters from Gardner, Lou Antonelli (The Merry Blacksmith Press)
Best Dramatic Presentation, Long Form:
Edge of Tomorrow, screenplay by Christopher McQuarrie, Jez Butterworth, and John-Henry Butterworth, directed by Doug Liman (Village Roadshow, RatPac-Dune Entertainment, 3 Arts Entertainment; Viz Productions)
Guardians of the Galaxy, written by James Gunn and Nicole Perlman, directed by James Gunn (Marvel Studios, Moving Picture Company)
Best Dramatic Presentation, Short Form:
Doctor Who: “Listen”, written by Steven Moffat, directed by Douglas Mackinnon (BBC Television)
Game of Thrones: “The Mountain and the Viper”, written by David Benioff & D. B. Weiss, directed by Alex Graves ((HBO Entertainment in association with Bighead, Littlehead; Television 360; Startling Television and Generator Productions)
Grimm: “Once We Were Gods”, written by Alan DiFiore, directed by Steven DePaul (NBC) (GK Productions, Hazy Mills Productions, Universal TV)
Best Editor, Short Form: Mike Resnick
Best Editor, Long Form: Jim Minz
Best Fan Artist: Brad W. Foster

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