Charles Stross, one of my favorite sci-fi authors, has a forthcoming book called “Rule 34”: a sequel to Halting State, and if I rightly recall a police procedural about near-future sex and porn, which explains the name. Since Halting State was very very very good, and since Stross has a brain so wonderful it ought to be encased in carbonite for safekeeping, this sequel seems to me like a Santa Claus who is also Wolverine and Darth Vader: that is, too cool for words.
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Internet being what it is, this cannot happen very often, register on the google-results of blogs and the retinas of netizens very often, before someone with artistic ability makes the naive interpretation of that search into reality, and posts it online.
I won’t, because I don’t need the cackles; also because while I can imagine Rule 34 on Moomins and Mythbusters (having seen it), I just can’t visualize that for “favorite authors”. (No, don’t help me.)
(Wait a minute, a Moomin, Charles Stross and J.R.R. Tolkien in a bathtub under a… wait, no. Pink frilly no. I hate my mind.)
But now I just can’t get the thought out of my head. Because on the net, if you seek, a Rule 34 you shall find. Sorry, Charlie.