Gollancz signs up sequel to The War of the Worlds from Stephen Baxter

Gollancz is delighted to announce the acquisition of World rights to The Massacre of Mankind. Gollancz Commissioning Editor, Marcus Gipps, bought world rights from Chris Schelling of Selectric Artists. The Massacre of Mankind is a sequel to one of the most famous and influential SF books ever – The War of the Worlds, by H.G. Wells. The novel is written by the multi-award-winning co-author of The Long Earth novels with Terry Pratchett, Stephen Baxter. Marcus Gipps, Gollancz Commissioning Editor and the editor overseeing the book, said, “Steve has a great track record of collaborating with other authors, from Arthur C.…

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All’s well that ends Wells by Jon Wallace

We’re very excited to be publishing Jon Wallace next year; a brand new, thrilling voice in British sci-fi. We’ll be telling you lots more about his exciting new trilogy in the months to come, but for now, here’s a brief snippet into his world, on the subject of H.G.Wells. You can find out more about Jon on his blog. The War of the Worlds, Invasion fantasies and Hollywood. I spend a great deal of time youtube-ing away the small hours, typing in the names of my various heroes and seeing what marvels emerge from the ether. Recently I happened upon…

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On the seventh day of Christmas…

. . . It’s also New Year’s Eve, and the very last day of 2011! Cue fireworks, kissing your loved ones at midnight, Auld Lang Syne, parties and Jool’s Holland on TV. But all that happens at midnight – that’s hours away! So what to do until then . . . ? But is 2012 really so far away? We could, in fact, make a day of the celebrations! 2012 will arrive in New Zealand at about 11.00 in the morning today (Champagne!), in parts of Russia at 12.00, and cross Australia over lunch time. Japan will see the New…

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Gollancz 50th: The Time Machine

‘I seemed to see a ghostly, indistinct figure sitting in a whirling mass of black and brass for a moment – a figure so transparent that the bend behind with its sheets of drawings was absolutely distinct; but this phantasm vanished as I rubbed my eyes. The Time Machine had gone . . . The Time Traveller vanished three years ago. And, as everybody knows now, he has never returned.’ The Time Machine is a curious little novel. It’s an engaging, smart and thoughtful read which packs a tremendous number of ideas into a remarkably compact space, all the while…

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