T R Napper

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Doctor of Cyberpunk Debut collection: Neon Leviathan (2020) Debut novel: 36 Streets (2022) Ghost of the Neon God (2024) The Escher Man (2024) Repped by Joshua Bilmes Website: https://nappertime.com/

Author holding copy of This Machine Kills Billionaires. I'm holding a piece of paper that says 'publication day' because I'd inevitably fuck up graphics if I tried to overlay them on the picture.
Author wearing Ghost in the Shell t-shirt and holding two trophies and one book ('this machine kills billionaires'). The trophy is glowing red. His hair is okay but could be better.
Author holding the new book and wearing Cowboy Beebop t-shirt. He's wearing his older thick-rimmed glasses because his son did a belly-flop on his rimless pair and smashed them.
Cover of book and it looks fucking sick. Huge purple head (someone sort of cybergod), looming in the background over the silhouette of a woman. Also notes that the release date is July 7.
Screen shot of Goodreads review. 5 Stars from Karen Wong. Reads: "Wildly underrated book and author. This was gritty and visceral and at-times unpleasant, but brilliantly well done with a character-centric view of the aftermaths of war and other atrocities. Every story is solid and filled with Easter eggs for the collection as a whole - will be worth a reread later to try and piece it together. Classic cyberpunk reimagined in a novel way."
Author wearing Quark's short, holding a copy of Asimov's, and a copy of Austral 2025. He's in front of his bookshelf, showing off his awards in the background, but also accidentally showing off some half painted Dark Angels Terminators.
Author wearing 'Quarks Bar' shirt, holding award. Water in background, as he's standing outside in Queensland. His hair's looking good.
Author looking real fine (despite the messy hair) holding copy of magazine - cover art of a guy in a black suit, tubes coming out of it, surrounded by purple aura (also looks fine).
Excerpt from review reads: "But at what point are your own fears and vulnerabilities just as easily used against you, by the very mechanisms you are using to create these dreamscapes? No, of course not, this is what you do for a living. You know every trick, and you would know if you weren’t really awake this whole time… wouldn’t you? There’s more than one point being made here, and all of them are made with elegant and almost surgical precision."
My son (only knee pictured) has a copy of the Hobbit, while I'm reading The Two Towers. I told him to bring a book to the café, and had no idea what he was going to bring.
Skaven gutter runner with fucking sick red and green paint scheme.
T R Napper wearing 'The Thing' t-shirt, teaching creative writing to room of military personnel and first responders
author with trophy (wearing a 1984 t-short and standing in a cyberpunk hotel lobby)
Picture of author holding book in bookstore. He's wearing a Ghost in the Shell t-shirt and looks FINE.
Shows the wordcount on my current manuscript (200,000).
(Quote from novella) “Sergey Bookman says that’s speciesist. He’s been telling everyone who’ll listen—which is everyone—that you’re alive.” “Well he would say that, wouldn’t he?” “Hmm. Why?” “Who benefits from insisting that the toaster is sentient, Izzy? Why, the man with the toaster factory.” Huldo gestured at the space around them, the vista. “Even if I were a new form of life, Sergey Bookman would not care for me. Bookman does not care for any form of life, including human. His concerns are all instrumental.” That was Izzy’s thinking exactly. “What he cares about is money,” finished Huldo, “and the power it brings.” Her thinking, sure, but she didn’t want her prejudices to influence the AI. “Perhaps there’s more to it, perhaps—” “No,” he said, with certainty. “Only this. Only the private jet, the gushing media profile, the tailored suits. The single malt whisky, the too-young escort that breathes
(quote from novella) "“Sergey Bookman says that’s speciesist. He’s been telling everyone who’ll listen—which is everyone—that you’re alive.” “Well he would say that, wouldn’t he?” “Hmm. Why?” “Who benefits from insisting that the toaster is sentient, Izzy? Why, the man with the toaster factory.” Huldo gestured at the space around them, the vista. “Even if I were a new form of life, Sergey Bookman would not care for me. Bookman does not care for any form of life, including human. His concerns are all instrumental.” That was Izzy’s thinking exactly. “What he cares about is money,” finished Huldo, “and the power it brings.” Her thinking, sure, but she didn’t want her prejudices to influence the AI. “Perhaps there’s more to it, perhaps—” “No,” he said, with certainty. “Only this. Only the private jet, the gushing media profile, the tailored suits. The single malt whisky, the too-young escort that breathes..."
Plaque on Aurealis trophy that reads best Science Fiction Novella / Ghost of the Neon God / T. R. Napper / Titan Books
Picture of the author (smiling, wearing a Cowboy Bebop t-shirt) and the cover of his novella, Ghost of the Neon God (2024 winner of Best Science Fiction Novella at the prestigious Australia Aurealis Awards).
plaque on bottom of trophy that reads: Aurealis Awards 2024 / Best Science Fiction Novella / Ghost of the Neon God / T R Napper / Titan Books
The tech industry, they say of themselves, likes to move fast and break things. This includes the law. This includes the tenets of basic human decency. Once their motto was ‘don’t be evil’. But that motto was dropped long ago. Because how can you believe in such a thing, when you want to rule the world?
Picture of the Gwion Gwion rock paintings, found in Western Australia, thought to be 12,000 years old. They depict stylised figures (dark on a pale rock), wearing ornate costumes.
Cover for Ghost of the Neon God (a striking vivid purple and neon yellow landscape, with a dude in front with sunnies and a blue jacket)