Note and caveat: I've vowed never to write another novel in the Hyperion universe and I never will -- I hate publishing infinologies and the inevitable decline in story telling they entail
Am I the only one imagining the response this drew from Mr. Simmons's editor:
Daniel, Daniel, Daniel, you have no idea how finished you will be if you don't apologize, straighten up, and fly right. But that can wait until tomorrow. Why don't you step home, sober up, and think about this? This publisher owns you from the balls up. If you give us any more trouble, we'll have you working in the Gothic Romance factory under the name Rosemary Titmouse. Now go home, sober up, and get to work on Hyperion X.