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Sometimes you think you know all there is to know about something, and you don’t. I thought I’d read Robinson Crusoe as a child, when it turned out I’d read a sanitized kids version. As an adult, reading the original by Daniel Defoe (first published in 1719), I discovered that Mr. Crusoe was a slave-dealing chancer, who kind of deserved to get stranded on a desert island.

Similarly, I recently finished reading another novel I thought I’d read as a child: The Three Musketeers, by Alexandre Dumas (who was bi-racial BTW). If like me, you associate The Three Musketeers with old-world gallantry and swashbuckling adventure (“all for one and one for all!”), it’s a bit of a surprise to discover that the musketeers are little more than spendthrift, womanizing gamblers, who are constantly in debt and mooch off other men’s wives to keep their financial heads above water. The most eye-opening chapter for me was the one titled, “At Night All Cats Are Grey” in which D’Artagnan, knowing that a particular young woman was expecting her lover to visit her after dark, takes the lover’s place, fools her into thinking he’s the man she was expecting, and has his way with her. Dumas, writing in 1844, did allow that D’Artagnan’s behaviour was a bit shady. Here, in the 21st Century, it would be rape. Or, if you are a follower of English criminal law, burglary. The Three Musketeers remains one of the great early adventure novels, but it’s “heroes” are not heroic at all.

Taking time out to revisit The Snow Queen by Joan D. Vinge. It’s over 40 years’ old now and one of the great SF novels of all time: multi-layered, thoughtful, and beautifully written. And nearly all the major characters are female. I remember picking it off the bookshelf as a teenager: and I remember why. I had never come across a SF novel written by a woman. I was curious.

Of course, I had read SF books written by women, I just didn’t know it. They hid themselves behind initials (C.J. Cherryh, for instance) because publishers felt that readers (young men like me, in particular) would not pick up a book that had a female author. Of course, it was the 80s, so everyone was sexist, right? But moving forward in time we have the Harry Potter books written by J.K. Rowling, who was apparently advised to use initials for exactly the same reason. And right now we have triple Hugo Award winner N.K. Jemisin, not to mention the recently published (and totally excellent) The Last Watch by J.S. Dewes. I don’t actually know whether fear of reader sexism prompted these latter two to take the initials route, but I strongly suspect it had something to do with it. So, two things: first, kudos to Joan D. for not being J.D. and opening my eyes to a new realm of possibilities; and second, shame on the rest of us for tolerating a situation where too many female SF authors still feel the need to camouflage their gender when they should be free to shout it out from the bookshelves.

Well, time is moving on and we are edging closer to publication. DAW Books has almost finalized the cover and it is looking awesome! Thanks Kekai Kotaki! To be honest (interesting… how often am I not honest?), I didn’t expect to have as much input into the cover as I actually did. DAW asked me for my thoughts on what I would like to see on the cover. I consulted with my agent, the estimable Brady, who is way better at visualization than I am, and we sent our thoughts over to DAW. Kekai came back with some sketches reflecting various thoughts and demonstrating that some thoughts were definitely better than others. We picked one, Kekai fleshed it out, and then Brady and I rudely picked it apart. Kekai went away, tinkered with it some more and voila! an awesome cover treatment! I took an iPad with the cover image on it and propped it up on the shelving of my local B & N to compare it with its peers. It holds up pretty well, even if the electric glow of pixels gave it an unfair advantage. If Braking Day is a monstrous flop it won’t be because the cover was bad! At least I still have the day job….