Briefly: Suspended in Language will soon (where "soon" is a ways off, really, since translation takes a while!) be available in Japanese from Kodansha and Korean from Green Knowledge.

Kodansha -- via their Blue Backs line of books -- did a wonderful job with Feynman and I've been very pleased with all the Korean editions of my books as well, so I'm excited and pleased to have my two physics heroes meet up out on the Pacific Rim.
The title says it all, but in case you want more, you can read the press release: "New DRM-free Publishers at ComiXology".

I was happy when comiXology asked me to join the second wave of DRM-free books, since it allowed me to make the books available to a wider audience. Will some of that audience share the books in ways I'd rather they didn't? Maybe, but I suspect most won't, and the benefits of making the books easier to read will be worth it.

This isn't my first foray into DRM-free, though the first was a smaller scale. I worked with the Ann Arbor District Library a couple of years ago to release a few titles to AADL card-holders available. We went back and forth quite a bit on how that would work, and in the end instead of of requiring one of those hated click-through agreements, I wrote this and attached it to all the files:

A note from the author:

Hi! Jim Ottaviani here, writing to say thanks for downloading [BOOK TITLE]. You probably expected to see a bunch of legalese at this point, but I almost never make it all the way through those licenses myself, so you won't get that here. You also won't get passwords, due dates, or DRM. We want you to read this book however it suits you, be it on a desktop computer, a laptop, a tablet, a phone... From here on out, this copy is yours.

So, I hope you enjoy [BOOK TITLE], and if you do I have two requests.

If you want to share it with friends who live in Ann Arbor, please encourage them to get the book from AADL themselves. This is an experiment for both the library and me; we'd like to find out how many people want to read books this way. So if your friends live here, they can get it the same way you did, and that would help us learn more. And hey, if they don't already have a library card, now is the perfect time for them to get one! AADL is a wonderful resource, and you'll both be happy you introduced them to it.

And if you planned to send it to a friend from out of town? Well, while it's uncomfortable to say it so plainly, here goes: You and I chip in via taxes to support all the great books, music, and movies -- not to mention services -- AADL provides. Some of my share comes from sales of the books I write. If you give this to someone who hasn't chipped in, either directly or indirectly, we'll end up with fewer great things to watch and listen to and read. So instead of sending them your copy, please suggest that they buy one, or ask their local library to order one for its collection.

Thanks for reading, and again, I hope you enjoy the book.

So far, so good I think. And now, in partnership with comiXology, the experiment goes global.
It's Not Big It's Large

It's Not Big It's Large (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Most of my last year working for United Engineers and Constructors was spent in Syracuse, NY. And Oswego. I enjoyed some things about that phase, which was the tail-end of my nuclear engineering career -- the Syracuse Speed Skating Club and living on an expense account, mostly -- but I didn't love being on the road 8-10 months of each year, which is why it was the tail-end.

Not that I loved living in Philadelphia all that much, either. It's a great town, but I just wasn't a big city person any more. Visiting is excellent...I spent most of a day in Chicago a couple of weeks ago just walking around and looking at buildings and imagining eating at all the hole-in-the wall restaurants I passed. But the density of cars and people (too high) and trees (too low) always makes me glad I live in a small city in Michigan, minutes away from farms and forests.

Philadelphia did have WXPN, though...88.5 on your FM dial. That and WRTI (90.1) were the first public radio stations I consciously listened to. WXPN in particular introduced me to Bob Edwards, Sylvia Poggioli, Carl Kassell, and a metric ton of great music, and it's the first NPR affiliate I volunteered at. This was back when stations stuck volunteers in a small room with actual telephones with actual twisty cords and handsets dials and allowed strangers to take Visa and Mastercard numbers from other strangers so they could make next year's budget.

Because United Engineers wanted me at work at 8 every morning, I volunteered for the early phone shift during Michaela Majoun's morning show. It was her first year at XPN, and she was fantastic. (She's still there; she's probably still fantastic.) So I got up well before dawn and went to the University of Pennsylvania's campus and didn't commit any credit card fraud and had a great time inside an actual radio station.

As I left, I stopped at the water fountain to get a drink and while leaning over and slurping I saw a pair of pointy and heavily tooled leather cowboy boots out of the corner of my eye. They weren't mine -- I wore very plain brown ones when I was working at the Nine Mile Point nuke plant, and none at all with my three piece suit at the home office in Philly -- so they caught my attention. I lifted my head from the fountain and looked up and then further up and still further up and there was Lyle Lovett's unmistakeable face and further up still was Lyle Lovett's unmistakeable hair. So I did what comes naturally: I stammered. "I-I really really liked your latest album." He smiled, said thank you, got a drink of water himself (from th-th-the same fountain!) and then went into the studio to be charming with Michaela Majoun.

You were expecting more, right? Sorry. But I was expecting much less from that day, so it was 100% worth getting up at 5am for.

All this because we saw Lyle Lovett in concert a few days back, an anniversary present to ourselves. Almost three hours of great music, and as we left the Michigan Theater via a rarely-used exit we found ourselves in the loading area backstage. There, just past the bass player putting away his standup, and after thanking him and the cellist (yes, really, a cellist) for the great performance and picking up a discarded set list which I've used to recreate the concert as a playlist for Kat...there Lyle Lovett was, again, taking a photo and chatting with Jeff Daniels.

Nowhere near as close as public radio got me. But close enough.

He's still really tall.

It's been a while since I've talked about Primates, but the folks at Barnes & Noble Store #2107 and Gina at First Second have fixed that! So, if you're in the neighborhood, you can take a break from the Art Fair(s), skip the corn dogs and elephant ears, and come hear me enthuse about great apes.

The event is part of a nation-wide "Get Pop-Cultured Preview Weekend" held in anticipation of the San Diego Comicon. While I'm not the most pop-culture-y guy in the world, when it comes to being cool and heroic and stuff, you can't beat Jane Goodall, Dian Fossey, Biruté Galdikas.

I'll be working without a net (as in, no A/V) so this will be an interesting experiment in talking about comics with no pictures projected on a screen behind me! There are things to say and books to sign and fun to have. And B&N#2107 is a really nice store to hang out in. See you there?
"We can only see a short distance ahead, but we can see plenty there that needs to be done."

Alan M. Turing (1950). "Computing machinery and intelligence." Mind, 59, 433-460.

If only that future had included many more years of Turing, and the products of his genius.

Posted in honor of The Imitation Game by Leland Purvis and it at, which concludes its online run today. Thanks to Leland most of all, but also Irene Gallo and Chris Lough at, Joan Hilty, Nick Abadzis, and everyone else who made this possible. 
"A British woman officer or non-commissioned officer can -- and often does -- give orders to a man private. The men obey smartly and know it is no shame. For British women have proven themselves in this way. They have stuck to their posts near burning ammunition dumps, delivered messages afoot after their motorcycles have been blasted from under them. They have pulled aviators from burning planes. They have died at gun posts and as they fell another girl has stepped directly into the position and "carried on." There is not a single record in this war of any British woman in uniformed service quitting her post or failing to do her duty under fire.

"Now you understand why British soldiers respect the women in uniform. They have won the right to the utmost respect. When you see a girl in khaki or air-force blue with a bit of ribbon on her tunic -- remember she didn't get it for knitting more socks than anyone else in Ipswich."

Instructions for American Servicemen in Britain 1942, issued by the United States War Department in 1942, published by the Bodelian Library, University of Oxford, in 2004 (ISBN 1-85124-085-3)

"[W]e are not interested in the fact that the brain has the consistency of cold porridge. We don't want to say 'This machine's quite hard, so it isn't a brain, so it can't think.'"

Alan Turing (1952). "Can automatic calculating machines be said to think?" BBC Third Programme, 14 and 23 Jan. 1952, discussion between M.H.A. Newman, Alan M. Turing, Sir Geoffrey Jefferson, and R.B. Braithwaite.

"Don't be misled by the British tendency to be soft-spoken and polite. If they need to be, they can be plenty tough. The English language didn't spread across the oceans and over the mountains and jungles and swamps of the world because these people were panty-waists."

Instructions for American Servicemen in Britain 1942, issued by the United States War Department in 1942, published by the Bodelian Library, University of Oxford, in 2004 (ISBN 1-85124-085-3)

Turing at the time of his election to Fellowsh...

Turing at the time of his election to Fellowship of the Royal Society. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

At last! The book was first announced in Publishers Weekly a...while ago. After a whole lot of work, Leland Purvis and my book about Alan Turing has begun to appear at Here's our pitch from way back when:

"The atomic bomb shortened WWII by months, and the whole world knew it, instantly. The code-breakers at Bletchley Park shortened the war by years, but everyone who worked there remained anonymous and everything they did remained secret...for decades. As Winston Churchill put it, Bletchley people were the geese that 'laid the golden egg, but never cackled.'

Flying at the head of Churchill's flock was Alan Turing, the mathematician who cracked the German Enigma code. That alone would be enough to secure his place in history, but before the war he launched modern computer science via his creation of the Universal Turing Machine and after the war he created what is now known as the Turing Test, a benchmark for artificial intelligence. He called his test 'The Imitation Game'.

He was also openly gay in a time and place where gays were treated criminally. And not just metaphorically -- he killed himself with a cyanide-tainted apple after being convicted of homosexuality and forced to undergo estrogen treatment.

Our world is one of computers and secure communications, and Turing's work is at the heart of both. He was an eccentric genius, an Olympic-class runner, a witty and clear communicator about complicated ideas, and open and honest to a fault. The secret he kept to safeguard his country could have saved him; the secret he refused to keep to save himself meant his destruction at the hands of that same country."

We hope you enjoy it! Here's that link again: The Imitation Game.

(I scheduled this post to appear at 10:01:01 local time. Binary and prime: I hope Alan Turing would approve.)


In order of appearance, yesterday I... soaked up to the hamstrings walking to work.
...made some more research available online. 
...received a royalty check for a previous book. 
...finished and submitted the first draft of the Hawking book. 
...ran some trails in my favorite trail running shoes. 
...ate leftovers and a slice of Go! Ice Cream's Carrot Cake Pie The Love Bunglers by Jaime Hernandez, again. (It killed me, again.) 
...had a sip (or two) of Grass Widow Bourbon from Two James Spirits of Corktown, Detroit. 
...thought, "Hey, I'm really lucky."  

Today? Today I worked and tutored at 826mi and joined my friend Lara in celebrating her move to full-time writing. And I buried the lede. 

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