Author Archives: Henry Gee

About Henry Gee

Henry Gee is an author, editor and recovering palaeontologist, who lives in Cromer, Norfolk, England, with his family and numerous pets, inasmuch as which the contents of this blog and any comments therein do not reflect the opinions of anyone but myself, as they don't know where they've been.

Anglo-Saxon Attitudes

You’ll both be aware of my interest in Old English and the Anglo-Saxon period of English history. Here, then, is a description of how evidence was judged in an Anglo-Saxon coutroom circa 990 AD. The defendant was not required to … Continue reading →

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Scritti

Occasionally I make the mistake of tuning in to the BBC, an organization for whom the lead news item will always be its own self-importance. Now then now then now then. There has been much brouhaha, for example, about the … Continue reading →

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Trilogy

Do you like your trilogies served one volume at a time, or all at once? If you have an opinion on this Question of the Age, then my publisher would like to know. In the old days, he says, large works … Continue reading →

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Bowson

At this very moment, Crox Minor is on a school trip to the European Centre for Nuclear Research (CERN) where she’ll visit the Large Hadron Collider (A school trip! In my day we were lucky to get a day-trip to … Continue reading →

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Alternatory

<rant>Now, I’m a Tory voter, that is, a supporter of the Conservative Party, currently enjoying their annual conference. I’m a Tory because I believe in the markets, in individual freedoms, and that the state should interfere in peoples’ lives as … Continue reading →

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It Has Not Escaped Our Notice #47

Hmm. Perhaps I haven’t been blogging enough.

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Evolution In Pictures #3

Continuing the occasional series (started here by Dr S. S. of Cambridge) in which the word ‘Evolution’ or its derivatives are found in unusual, inappropriate or downright peculiar circumstances. This one pictured earlier today from the window of a café … Continue reading →

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Sex, Violence, Aliens, Violent Sex, Violent Sex with Aliens

Sales of my SF bonkbuster Siege of Stars and the first of its sequelae Scourge of Stars are pootling along nicely, and if either of you are remotely interested in what (if anything) goes through an author’s mind while he is … Continue reading →

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Signs

On Saturday last I hied seventh forth to the picturesque Norfolk town of North Walsham, to play a gig at the equally picturesque King’s Arms Hotel with my band Stealer. Our presence had been announced beforehand along with other forthcoming … Continue reading →

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Censored

“In this job, you will make enemies,” warned the then editor, John Maddox, not long after I started in my career at Your Favourite Weekly Professional Science Magazine Beginning With N. This isn’t surprising, given that almost everything I receive … Continue reading →

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