- Best New Writer: J. Mulrooney, "An Equation of Almost Infinite Complexity"
- Best Short Story: "An Unimaginable Light" by John C. Wright
- Best Novelette: "Alien Stripper Boned From Behind By the T-Rex" by Stix Hiscock
- Best Novella: "This Census-Taker" by China Mieville
- Best Semiprozine: Cirsova
Although not particularly suitable for what we do here at the Book Club, the following finalists are worth a mention as well:
Best Fanzine: Castalia House Blog
Bear in mind that all three of the contributors to the Book Club contribute to the Castalia House blog. I think I speak for all of us when we say its an honor to be a part of the most exciting conversation in science-fiction and fantasy of our times.
Best Fan Writer: Jeffro Johnson
This is the man who is largely responsible for the Book Club. He is the SF/F world's Moses, leading us out of 30 years of bondage and into a glorious new promised land full of fun and exciting works that are far more reflective of the tastes of fans of SF/F who live west of the Hudson River.
Best Editor - Long Form: Vox Day
The man behind the Rabid Puppies and the man who was first to recognize Jeffro's talent and vision needs no introduction. As one of the best editors working today, and one of the most entertaining personalities inside the world of SF/F, there are two things you can be sure of: 1. that his work will be regularly featured at the Book Club, 2. the 2017 Hugo Awards will generate significantly more entertainment value than they would have without his presence.
I know a number of people nominated the Book Club on their ballots this year, and to you I can only say thank you. We didn't make it onto the Finalists lists this year, and in the event the full data is released it may just turn out that the Book Club was a victim of the E. Pluribus Anus rules change. Which will be gratifying, if true. It means that the analysis we provide threatens the powers that be to a sufficient level that they literally re-write the rules of the Hugo Awards to keep us away from their private soirees.
That might just be the highest compliment we could receive.