按：郝景芳凭借《北京折叠》摘得74届雨果奖中短篇小说奖

Best novelette: “Folding Beijing” by Hao Jingfang, translated Ken Liu (Uncanny Magazine, Jan-Feb 2015)

本年度Hugo Awards详细奖单如下：

Best novel: The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin (Orbit)

Best novella: Binti by Nnedi Okorafor (Tor.com)

Best novelette: “Folding Beijing” by Hao Jingfang, translated Ken Liu (Uncanny Magazine, Jan-Feb 2015)

Best short story: “Cat Pictures Please” by Naomi Kritzer (Clarkesworld, January 2015)

Best related work: No Award

Best graphic story: The Sandman: Overture, written by Neil Gaiman, art by J.H. Williams III (Vertigo)

Question

配图文字：The universe long dead, IsaAC surveyed the formless chaos. At last, he had arrived at an answer. 'I like you,' he declared to the void, 'but I don't LIKE like you.'

Issac指的是Isaac Asimov，这漫画说的是他这篇短篇：

The Last Question by Isaac Asimov © 1956

Blood Splatters Quickly by EDWARD D. WOOD, JR.

g附：这位作者就是著名的烂片之王，ED Wood，相信你已经看过那部由Johnny Depp主演的关于他的传记电影

The Day The Mummy Returned

by Edward D. Wood, Jr.

From the cloudy skies... Far across the snow covered mountain ranges... Far from the ocean's roar, where the sun beats its torture on desert sands and the pyramids nestle near the guarding Sphinx, lays the tomb of the Pharaohs...

She of the golden hair has only fallen to the ground in a deep faint.

警告：請預留足夠時間閱讀。內含大量粗口、成人及暴力情節，心智未成熟及見到粗口會頭暈之人士，切勿閱讀。切勿在公共交通工具、單獨於公共場所進食時閱讀。

前言：此故事純粹虛構。假嫁你老味～史兄寫嘅嘢全部都係假嫁！差佬留返啲精力作奸犯科，千祈唔好搵上門呀！

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有個前度（史稱「史高治」）成日問我同一問題：

「你咁大個人，so far做過癲嘅嘢係乜？」

我每次都答佢：

「大學嗰陣，閒日晏晝三點喺蘭桂芳飲醉酒。」

其實，我覺得呢樣嘢好癲，不過未係最癲。

唔通我答佢同另一個女友大玩少林寺七十二招咩。

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後生仔最大本錢係乜？

Paradoxically，就係乜柒都冇。

佢哋無嘢可以輸，做任何事嘅成本近乎零（或者有優惠價）、犯錯嘅成本亦好低。我一向主張所有亂嚟嘅嘢，越後生做越好：狂搞男女關係、亂咁傷害人、勁爭咭數、不斷食煙飲酒、連續畀朋友呃、係咁出賣人、三五成群、孤僻成性、唔負任何大小責任、作奸犯科、抄功課、出貓。總之，越亂嚟嘅嘢，趁後生做晒佢。

今天是澳大利亚『最伟大的』诗人、作家Henry Lawson146周年诞辰纪念日。评论说他的诗句短小精悍，语言如海明威及卡佛般直接有力。像很多诗人一样，他一生大部分时间都是郁郁寡欢，贫困潦倒，终日酗酒。所幸的是，他最终遇到位赏识他才华、而且同样是诗人的红颜知己。

以下是他一篇著名的短篇On The Edge Of A Plain（发表于1893年5月6日）。

"I'd been away from home for eight years," said Mitchell to his mate, as they dropped their swags in the mulga shade and sat down. "I hadn't written a letter--kept putting it off, and a blundering fool of a fellow that got down the day before me told the old folks that he'd heard I was dead."

Here he took a pull at his water-bag.