Sunday, September 03, 2006

Connie Willis' Ninth Hugo Sets Record

Angry Black Woman* is so right. The hoopla over Gropegate at Worldcon overshadowed an achievement by a hugely talented woman writer:

Connie Willis is now the author with the most Hugo Awards: Nine, all her own and not shared. Nine. And she's been nominated 22 times total.

I figure she's still writing, so number ten is a very real possibility in the near future. Go, Connie!

And I will add that's she's got six Nebula Awards and has three times done the "biggie"--win a Hugo and Nebula jointly for the same work in a period, and she did it in three different categories:

"The Last of the Winnebagos" (1988/89)(novella)
"Even The Queen" (1992/93) (short story)
THE DOOMSDAY BOOK (1992/93 (novel)

Connie Willis also has won the most Nebula Awards of any SF author, and she was the first to win in all four categories--short story, novelette, novella, and novel.

What all that awardage boils down to is this: SF readers and fans value her work and vote to honor it, and her peers value her work and vote to honor it.

If you haven't read anything by her--where have you been living!? Here's a bibliography and another to get you started. And her latest Hugo-winning tale is still available for your online enjoyment--but maybe not for long.

I also recently analyzed her story called "Samaritan" for a Christian SF blog.

Now, isn't this something good and celebratory that we SF fans should be chattering about in the internet, eh? CONNIE FIESTA TIME!!!

*Love that angry avatar!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hey Mir,

Thanks for the link to the Hugo winner, “Inside Job.” It’s a long story. Personally, I liked your “Voices” piece much better. The main character was not credible to me as a male. Even though the starlet was ostensibly in love with him, their relationship never struck me as anything but platonic. I had to re-read in a few places to ascertain he really was a male. The prose is soft in places. E.g. the adverb “gravelly” is used 4 or 5 times to describe a voice, which started to wear. I wouldn’t call it a sci-fi piece even, more of a dull romance w/ well researched (research was certainly its strong suit) trivia from the world of psychic charlatans. It seemed also to lack in any sort of real conflict or character depth or growth, especially given its length. It almost grabbed me as a sort of fan fic with all the names tossed out in a sort of one-off fashion. I had trouble not skimming.

I'd re-read "Voices... (aka Hush) long before I'd re-visit "Inside Job" (even the title's a little cutesy).