Die Erfindung des Redigiertags

Feb. 26th, 2026 03:21 pm
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Aus der Serie »Der Redakteur erinnert sich«


Ab dem Spätsommer 1995 wurde die Arbeitsbelastung in der PERRY RHODAN-Redaktion immer größer. Sabine Bretzinger und ich hatten unser neues Büro bezogen, fremdelten aber noch mit der neuen Lage. Unser Chefredakteur hatte das Haus verlassen; Dr. Florian F. Marzin würde sich künftig anderen Aufgaben außerhalb des Verlages widmen. Die anderen Heftromanserien waren eingestellt worden, wir hatten Kolleginnen verloren, und wir saßen gewissermaßen am Rand des Buchverlags.

Ich trug einen neuen Titel und durfte mich Redaktionsleiter nennen. Der Titel war allerdings nur mit zusätzlichen Aufgaben verbunden und brachte keinerlei Gehaltserhöhung mit sich. Unversehens stellte ich fest, in wie vielen Besprechungen ich anwesend sein musste und wo ich gefragt war. Ich saß mit dem Verlagsleiter Buch zusammen, ich wurde zu einem der Vertriebsleiter für den Zeitschriftenbereich zitiert, ich ging mit der Kollegin für Lizenzgeschäfte zum Mittagessen, und ich hatte Unterlagen auf meinem Tisch, die wenig mit dem Inhalt von Romanen zu tun hatten.

Dabei war meine Hauptaufgabe nach wie vor, dass ich jede Woche einen PERRY RHODAN-Roman redigierte und in die Produktion gab. Ich betreute die Nachauflagen und war für die PERRY RHODAN-Taschenbücher zuständig, die ich plante und redigierte. Sabine und ich kümmerten uns um die Silberbände, die ausländischen Lizenzausgaben und begannen mit den Vorarbeiten für weitere Produktionen – so hatten wir für 1996 einen Risszeichnungsband geplant.

Vieles geschah zu der Zeit noch »händisch«: Die Autoren schickten ein Manuskript in den Verlag, das sie zwar mit einem Computer verfasst hatten – die meisten zumindest –, aber ohne Disketten lieferten. Zu der Zeit waren viele Schreibprogramme nicht kompatibel. Peter Griese beispielsweise arbeitete mit einem Olivetti-Rechner, Ernst Vlcek benutzte das Programm AmiPro, wir schrieben im Verlag mit Wordstar.

Also trafen bei uns Umschläge mit bedrucktem Papier ein, mit denen wir arbeiteten. Ich las die Manuskripte immer sofort, und bei der Lektüre hinterließ ich erste Anmerkungen. War ich damit fertig und fand das Manuskript gut, rief ich den Autor an und sprach mit ihm das Manuskript durch. Währenddessen stellte Sabine einen Vertrag aus: mit der Schreibmaschine, weil wir für die Verträge ein Formular benutzen mussten, das seit Jahrzehnten im Einsatz war.

Der zweite Arbeitsgang war das eigentliche Redigieren. Ich benutzte zwei Stifte: einen dicken blauen zum Streichen von Wörtern oder Sätzen, einen dünnen blauen zum Einfügen neuer Formulierungen oder verbesserter Sätze. Parallel dazu schrieb ich einen Vor- und einen Abspanntext, dazu den Kasten für das Personenverzeichnis. Ich redigierte zudem den PERRY RHODAN-Computer. Um den PERRY RHODAN-Report, die Risszeichnungen und die Leserkontaktseite kümmerte sich Sabine.

War ich mit dem Redigieren fertig, reichte ich das Manuskript quasi über den Tisch. Sabine packte es in eine Mappe, die sie in die Setzerei trug. In einem großen Saal saßen einige Frauen und schrieben alle Texte, die ihnen von den Redaktionen geliefert wurden, noch einmal ab. Ganz nebenbei wurden von ihnen viele Rechtschreibfehler verbessert, die vorher vielleicht im Manuskript waren,

In der Folge gab es eine Erst- und eine Zweitkorrektur; dann bekam ich die sogenannte Satzfahne auf den Tisch: Das Heft war fast druckfertig, ich musste es nur noch durchschauen. Ich machte in diesem Fall praktisch die Drittkorrektur, in der ich manchen Fehler ausbügeln konnte. Wenn das alles erledigt war, erteilte ich die Druckfreigabe – die Kollegen aus der Herstellung gaben das Manuskript dann quasi auf die andere Straßenseite zur Druckerei. Dort wurde das Ganze noch einmal überprüft: Es gab eine sogenannte Maschinenkorrektur, und ich bekam kurz vor Druck den sogenannten Andruck zur Prüfung.

Mein Problem war bei allem: Die einzelnen Arbeitsgänge in der Redaktion ließen sich flott nebenbei erledigen; hier mal eine halbe Stunde, dort mal eine Viertelstunde. Wollte ich aber einen Roman gründlich redigieren, musste ich konzentriert am Text bleiben. Nur so wusste ich beispielsweise bei Seite 20 noch, was ich auf der ersten Seite angepasst hatte. Wurde ich beim Redigieren ständig unterbrochen, hatte ich keinen Zusammenhang im Kopf.

Sabine bekam das Problem mit: Ich wurde unterbrochen, verlor den Überblick, musste mich neu in den Text einarbeiten und brauchte so viel länger für die eigentliche Arbeit. »Dann arbeite doch daheim«, schlug sie vor. »Ein Tag in der Woche, das muss drin sein.«

Ich verhandelte mit der Verlagsleitung. Mit dem Verlagsleiter, meinem direkten Vorgesetzten, hatte ich große Probleme, aber in diesem Fall verstand er mein Anliegen. Wir führten den sogenannten Redigiertag ein: Einmal pro Woche konnte ich daheim arbeiten, idealerweise an einem Donnerstag. »Es sollte halt kein Resigniertag werden«, spottete er, und da fand ich ihn sogar sympathisch.

Es gab damals keine Betriebsvereinbarung über »Home Office«; den Begriff benutzte keiner. Niemand von uns machte sich Gedanken über versicherungsrechtliche Konsequenzen. Wir richteten einfach einen Redigiertag ein, und der funktionierte richtig gut.

Und weil ich in der sehr rustikalen Zwei-Zimmer-Wohnung, in der ich damals lebte, keinen Balkon hatte, verlegte ich den Redigiertag kurzerhand ins Freie: Ich radelte im Spätsommer 1995 zum ersten Mal in den Schlossgarten von Karlsruhe, setzte mich mit meinem Manuskript an den See und arbeitete unter freiem Himmel. Das fand ich dann ziemlich produktiv …

(Dieser Beitrag erschien vor wenigen Tagen auf der PERRY RHODAN-Serie. Hier wiederhole ich ihn, weil er ja auch eindeutig biografische Themen enthält ...)
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"What is this thing, and where the heck did it come from?" is a great way to start any story!

Five Science Fiction Stories About Investigating Enigmatic Artifacts
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Title: Connected
Fandom: War of the Worlds (1988-90)
Summary: The tracker Harrison and Suzanne have developed works, but using it has some downsides.



Hell’s Heart by Alexis Hall

Feb. 26th, 2026 08:37 am
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What better cure for melancholy than to serve under a captain whose obsessed pursuit of a leviathan will surely doom all involved?

Hell’s Heart by Alexis Hall

Book Review: Post Captain

Feb. 26th, 2026 08:04 am
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At the beginning of Post Captain, right on the cusp of a big sea battle, peace is inopportunely declared. Fortunately for Jack Aubrey, he is extremely flush with prize money, so with his particular friend Stephen Maturin he rents a country house, enters local society, and meets a family of pretty sisters (plus one beautiful young widowed cousin).

I had just settled in for a reverse Austen novel, told from the point of view of the naval captain rather than his young lady, when Jack’s prize agent absconds with all his money. Jack, eleven thousand pounds in debt, flees to the continent with Stephen in tow - just in time for war to begin again!

This is all in the space of about four chapters. At this point I concluded I had better not settle in for anything at all, as we were clearly in for an ever-shifting picaresque novel.

In this book:

Stephen disguises Jack as a bear so they can flee from hostile France to still-neutral Spain.

Jack is subsequently so ill that Stephen has to nurse him back to health, which takes place entirely off page, because O’Brian could not care less about hurt/comfort.

Other things O’Brian can’t care less about? Spy plots. Stephen has become a hotshot spy for British intelligence and spends months in Spain gathering intelligence, which entire trip O’Brian disposes of in three paragraphs.

However, Stephen’s spy shenanigans allow O’Brian to skip the entire sequence during which Jack gets not-engaged with a girl whose mother won’t let her enter an engagement with a man who is eleven thousand pounds in debt, but emotionally they’re basically engaged.

So if O’Brian has cheerfully skated over hurt/comfort, spying, and romance, what IS he writing about?

Well, at one point Stephen declares that he has “a horror of appearing eccentric,” and asks worriedly whether it would make him look weird to practice swordplay on deck. (It will not, the captain of the marines assures him.)

(A few chapters later Stephen, the man who has a horror of appearing eccentric, shows up on Jack’s new ship wearing a wool onesie and carrying a glass hive of bees. The bees promptly invade the morning cocoa.)

Stephen and Jack almost have a duel but then it just kind of fizzles. They seem to have simply forgotten about the duel without, at any point, formally deciding not to duel.

The debt collectors catch up with Jack but fortunately he’s out with a bunch of officers from his ship so they turn the tables on the debt collectors and impress at least two of them into the navy. Ha-HA, take that debt collectors!

Oh, and obviously we DO finally have a sea battle at the end. We may not need spying or hurt-comfort but we MUST have a sea battle.
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Paradise Season 2, episodes 1- 3

Feb. 26th, 2026 11:38 am
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Last year I marathoned the very well made series “Paradise” (Hulu in the US, Disney + for the rest of us), but was quite torn about whether or not I was happy regarding the announcement of a second season due to the show’s success. It seemed to me the first season told a mostly self contained story and the premise would lose its key ingredient in a second season. Also, there had been a couple of shows which were terrible when more than one season was greenlighted because they clearly hadn’t planned for it. Otoh: nitpicks aside, I did love Lost, which made a pretty radical premise change and pulled it off. And the first season of Paradise had been pretty perfect for what it was. So I watched. And based on the first three episodes now released (and there is a reason why the first three came together, more beneath the spoiler cut), I am happy to report that it looks like I was wrong in my fears. Those three eps are excellent.

Spoilers are now all pumped up and ready… )

Aurendor D&D: Summary for 2/25 Game

Feb. 26th, 2026 12:44 am
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In tonight's game, the rest under a cut for those who don't care. )

And that's where we left off.

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Feb. 25th, 2026 11:27 pm
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Here we go, again on my bloooooog~~

Much higher highs and lower lows in the reading this month. As before, write-ups as requested.

10 books, 3 volumes of manga, 4 movies, 2 TV eps, and 4 albums )

wednesday books are very brief takes

Feb. 25th, 2026 10:55 pm
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The Man Who Came to Dinner, George S. Kaufman and Moss Hart. Play readaloud. 1939 farce about the worst houseguest ever. Should not be taken too seriously but was fun to read out loud!

Chroniques du Pays des Mères, Élisabeth Vonarburg. I am behind schedule on reading this, have only gotten through a bit since last time. But we're seeing more of the world!
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"It cannot read the human heart" by Yan Ge (b/1984), London Review of Books Blog (2/20/26)

Since November 2024, a book influencer on RedNote has been publishing posts featuring side-by-side excerpts from works by different authors that contained similar, and in many cases identical, sentences and paragraphs. Among those whose sentences, similes, descriptions, scenes and plotlines appeared to have been copied and pasted were Eileen Chang, Hsien-yung Pai, William Faulkner, Orhan Pamuk, Annie Proulx and Gabriel García Márquez. The perpetrators of the apparent plagiarism were a number of contemporary Chinese authors.

‘Why are so many writers “borrowing” from others’ work?’ my friend asked. ‘Is this some kind of open secret in the literary world?’

I had no answer. In more than twenty years as a writer, I have previously encountered only a couple of incidents of outright literary theft (as opposed to quotation or allusion). Both times, I was baffled by it. Plagiarism, it seems to me, is a humiliating admission of artistic failure.

Digging deeper into the causes for the widespread plagiarism that she was encountering, Yan discovered one potential reason for the rapid rise in these corrupt practice cases:

The discovery was made possible by AI-powered plagiarism-checking applications, but some people have suggested that the plagiarism itself may have been fostered by the use of large language models. Given the data that AI models are trained on, wasn’t it possible – inevitable, even – that any writer who used AI for prompting or editing would end up copying, inadvertently, the work of others? The trouble is that much of the apparent plagiarism was published in the early 2000s or the 1990s. So unless someone invents a time machine, the theory doesn’t hold.

Moreover, says Yan, 

If plagiarism is defined as having sentences flagged as identical by a checker, then so be it. But the software can only scan texts mechanically; it cannot read the human heart … This so-called reader who exposed the identical texts, you are not a reader in any real sense. You just used the software, being too lazy to read anything yourself … You are merely a reader who is not illiterate.

There is yet one more outré hypothesis about what may have served to promote plagiarism:

Other online analysts noted that a number of the authors involved had attended creative writing MFA programmes, which have been a feature of Chinese universities for the last fifteen years or so. ‘So this is how they teach writing in the universities,’ people speculated. ‘They simply get the students to memorise the classics and graft the masters’ sentences into their imitations.’ The opinion echoed a long-running scepticism towards the institutionalisation ­– or, as some would have it, the industrialisation ­– of writing.

In the final analysis, after consulting with another friend, Yan came to the conclusion that the plagiarizers were doing it for money.  Creative writing, especially for state-funded journals, is so highly lucrative that, if you steadily churn out one or two stories a month for them, before long you will be in the top five per cent income bracket.

Yan has been writing in English in addition to Mandarin and Sichuanese. Her first English book is a 2023 short story collection Elsewhere: stories. Reviewer Chelsea Leu wrote

Yan Ge’s English debut is preoccupied with language, its failures, and its relationship to human emotions and the raw reality – the 'food' – of life. … These stories map out the distance between the head and the gut – the way language can fail to convey the deepest, most visceral facts of life."

Reviewer Sindya Bhanoo wrote that the stories "explore the power of language across the Chinese diaspora to either bring people together or push them apart."

(Wikipedia)

If there's not a dramatic turnaround soon, these practices will take all of the fun out of writing — and reading.

 

Selected readings

[h.t. John Rohsenow and thanks to Jing Hu]]

just a dry fish with anxiety

Feb. 25th, 2026 09:57 pm
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Somebody sent me another petition to get rid of daylight savings time. I'm sure there's a new one every year.

I guess that means the clock change is coming up again? I have no idea when it starts and I'm never prepared for it. If I was rich enough to be properly eccentric, I'd just ignore it.

***

I saw a video once about debunking bigfoot sightings. In one part they showed how a bear's footprint in the snow would melt out under direct sunlight to become a huge bigfoot-sized pawprint even while the surrounding snow was unaffected.

I was thinking about it yesterday when I was looking at the very human-looking footprints that go across my backyard to my back window. When they hit the shade of trees where they pass onto the railroad tracks they shrank into normal-sized coyote prints.

There is something else smaller roaming around back there too, it climbed down into the drainage pit and back out again. Could be a raccoon? I also saw a possum back there a couple of days ago so maybe foraging under the rocks. (Also three raccoons had a brawl on the back deck last night, I had to get out of bed to go open the window and shout at them to get them stop. Assholes. I'm even more convinced that Lord Brock is deaf, he didn't even twitch at the racket.)

***

I put a row of pots under the grow lamps in the kitchen, I have arugula growing like gangbusters, basil, parsley and cilantro that's looking pretty encouraging, chives and thyme that might just make it and rosemary that is threatening to die. I also have a whole bunch of spider plant babies and whenever it goes above zero outside I stick a few pots in the library out front.

Next weekend I'll start my tomato and pepper seeds.

This is how I make it through the dark winters when I really want to do is just sit in the dark and drink wine. I used to think I didn't have SAD because my brain always felt so much worse in the summer. Turns out I was just struggling to breath during the smog months.

I always have this vague plan that I'll work on interior stuff when the weather is cold but I never do. I can barely force myself to do regular housework I have such a bad case of don't wanna.

It will all resolve when it's warm enough to go stick my hands in the dirt.

***

There's some show on I keep getting ads for called The Empire Strips Back. It's being advertised as a burlesque show, but I'm guessing it's just a musical where the storm-troopers wear silver bikinis.

I also made the mistake of looking at a website for renting cottages in the province so now I'm getting non-stop ads for them. I swear it's not safe to go on the internet any more, and not because of the axe-murderers.

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