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I'd post to Livejournal more often if it would let me sign in! Logging on only works half the time, and when it fails it locks me out for a while just in case I'm a robot. Sigh.

Anyway, I wanted to revisit TwitchPlaysPokemon, to let you all know how this experiment in directed meme generation has gone. It's a surprising history. It's also very long.

Very very very long, with lots of images. You've been warned.Collapse )
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We have a new, improved, and full of surprises SHIMMER!  Go look!  Free subscriptions are being offered!

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Same song, second verse. A little bit louder, a little bit more JESUS H CHRIST THIS ISN’T FUNNY ANY MORE.

Which is to say, I will be having ankle surgery.

Again.

Same ligament as before . . .

. . . just on the other foot.

Listen up, kids: sprain your ankles too often as a youth, and this will be your reward before you’re anywhere near your dotage. An orthopedist wiggling your foot around and saying “Wow!,” followed immediately by “Sorry, that’s not what you want to hear your doctor say, is it?” An unstable ankle joint that’s causing microabrasions and is already building up a bone spur, so let’s get this surgery done soon, shall we, before we’ve got ourselves a lovely case of arthritis? Oh and it’s so helpful that you still have the boot from the last round. We can just stick you right back in it. Not your first rodeo, here’s your forms, you know how this goes, and hey you’ve even got some blog posts to remind you of the unpleasant things in your future. Isn’t this great.

The surgery isn’t scheduled yet, but it will be some time between the very end of July and mid-September. Putting it off that long probably isn’t the most intelligent thing I’ve ever done, but god dammit I am going to Okinawa. The last time this karate seminar happened was five years ago; I don’t know when it will happen again. And I am not letting my stupid fucking ankles keep me from it.

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Political ad, from the Republican Governors Association, against Mark Shauer. Showing very fake cartoon rain in front of an abandoned factory. Complaining about supporting the Stimulus.

Why he even supported a tax on bottled water!

Close up on older woman. "Who taxes water?"

Then that smug little face, "The Shauer's over," which says I Am A Republican And I Just Said Someting In Stupid Logic And I'm So Proud That Dumbasses Who Are Just Like Me Will Believe This Shit That Could Never Melt In My Mouth.

Who taxes water? Why anyone. More to the point, I believe she was referring to a tax on disposable bottles, because they are costing a great deal in waste. As opposed to Nicaragua, where when Mrs. Dr. Phil was there a couple of years ago, they were recycling every plastic container they could get their hands on.

But if they wanted to tax water... It's bottled water. It sure as hell isn't free. Have you priced bottled water lately? The vending machine outside my lecture hall charges $1.50 per 20 ounces. That's $9.60/gallon! Hell, gasoline, which we always complain about, is only up to $3.84.9/gallon.

Water, which can be 2½ as dear as gasoline.

It's a luxury item.

Why the hell can't it be taxed?

Oh wait. It's because we want to convince the masses that taxes, like welfare and public good, are evil things and we must leave those delicate flowers in the 1% alone or we (the 1%) will be unhappy.

Ticks me off.

And given recent Supreme Court rulings, this year will be even worse than 2012.

Great.

Have a nice day.

Dr. Phil

ADDENDUM: I am not anti-conservative or even anti-Republican. It's just that the conservatives and Republicans that I have known and those I have admired have allowed themselves to be pushed aside by people who revel in ignorance fueled by money from those who do not want what the rest think they want. And that smug smile... (shudder)
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I just invented a cocktail name, and it was so good I had to invent a cocktail to go with it.

It's a Manhattan variant--specifically, a variant of the Manhattanhenge, also known as a Black Manhattan, in which Amaro is substituted for vermouth. This uses bourbon in place of the traditional rye, because that boy I like prefers bourbon.

I like bourbon too, as it happens.



It's my reward for a stupidly productive two days.

I call this, "Persephone Takes the A Train," and it's in honor of the Storium kickstarter and my Jazz Age/Harlem Renaissance jazzpunk stretch goal.

2 parts bourbon (decent bourbon, please)
1 part Amaro
1 part grenadine (make and use real grenadine, which is just pomegranate juice cooked with an equal weight of sugar to make a syrup. If you use that corn syrup and red dye #5 shit, Persephone is going to look you in the eye and go right back to her mama.)
2 dashes orange bitters (Bitter Truth makes a lovely orange cardamom one that works well)
half a clementine or mandarin orange
ice

Put the bourbon, Amaro, grenadine, and bitters in a lowball glass. Swirl to mix. Squeeze half a clementine into the glass and then drop the crushed fruit in so the peel oils infuse the drink.

Add a little ice.

Enjoy in a leisurely fashion while reading Langston Hughes and listening to Ella Fitzgerald.

I'll start.

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Today it's raining in sometimes fine and sometimes coarse curtains of raindrops, and there's a lot of it--roadways are reconfiguring into waterscapes. But on Saturday it was sunny, and the high school girls' lacrosse team was having a car wash behind the town hall, to raise money.

Car washes are a fundraiser that really lends itself to the boisterous collegiality of a sports team. The girls were enjoying themselves. Orange and black are the school's colors, so it makes sense that the team is called the orioles. Orange and black were my own high school's colors, too, and our yearbook was called the Oriole.

car wash

Down the hill, you come to a convenience store called Checkers and a seasonal grill and ice-cream place called Chubby's, because, get it, Chubby Checker? And there were orange-clad team members there, too, though in that case it wasn't for a school team but for a recreational soccer team.

spring day

Nothing like the first outdoor ice cream of the 2014 season!

Meanwhile, the peepers are peeping. Sometimes slow and thoughtfully . . .



Sometimes excitedly:



Being alive--it's worth singing about, for sure!


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Ghosts of the Places We Live Update #10
I am very nearly done with the 1979 section of the novel and in fact I am working on the final first draft scene of that section. I am having some trouble finishing it up, mostly because my brain doesn't want to write the ending I need to write. Part of me wants to treat this as the end of the piece, but in reality it is the part where the situation falls apart and sets up the finale in the 1999 section.

Working. Writing. Moving Forward.

1. Wrote about 3000 words this week.
2. Made some serious outline notes for the 1929 section.
3. Studied more Oney history.
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 ... later that same night.

As previously announced here (see below), John will be coming to the Jean Cocteau to perform  his stand-up show I STOLE YOUR DAD, "presenting new observations on subjects including how to dress like a young and relevant person, fax machines and other obsolete technology, marihuana and Downton Abbey, the state songs of Tennessee, the film criticism of Ayn Rand, and how to spend your time when the world did not end like you were certain it would on December 21st of last year."

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John's appearance is scheduled for 7:00 pm on Monday, June 2... but though the show is still six weeks away, we've had such a demand for tickets that we're almost sold out.  The Cocteau, please recall, has only 125 seats.  As of this morning, we had sold 108 tickets.  We expect the last few to be gone by week's end.

So it thrills me to announce that John Hodgman has agreed to do a second show for all his fans in Santa Fe.  The second show will also be on Monday, June 2, but starting at 9:00 pm.  Tickets to the late show will be available from the Cocteau website    http://www.jeancocteaucinema.com/   starting today.  You can also call the theatre at 505-466-5528 or drop by the box office in person.

If you want to snag one of those last dozen or so tickets to the 7:00pm show, I'd advise you to act ASAP.  Meanwhile, for the night owls and those shut out of the early show, we now have the 9:00pm performance.  Admission is $20, with discounts for students and seniors.

John Hodgman is an author and performer best known as the “Resident Expert” on The Daily Show with Jon Stewart, his COMPLETE WORLD KNOWLEDGE trilogy, and for his podcast and New York Times Magazine column, Judge John Hodgman.

See you at the show.

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In my post on the "spring" weather for today, I noted words of birthday cheer to two people on this Ides of April -- or more appropriately Tax Day in the U.S. Of course, as with the transient nature of some days, dare I call it a holiday?, April 15th is a bit mutable. In 2012, for example, taxes were due on Monday 16 April 2012, since the 15th was a Sunday. Except they made it for the 17th, because of a D.C. holiday...

But like any day of the year, there are going to be birthdays. And because of the day, I tend to remember them more than others.

And then there were two Facebook posts -- one from a close friend and one a writing friend:
6 hrs ago
My father passed away years ago, but his birthday was yesterday. He always seemed to spend his birthday filling out his tax forms, so I still commemorate it that way too.

Last night I worked on taxes, but I finally filed for an extension after many years of completing my filings at the last minute. I'm sure he's laughing at me. LOL
This was closely followed in my Facebook by...
13 mins ago
Fourteen years ago today, my father died. I will note two things:

1) The old man always told me that there was no escaping either death or taxes. Rather economical of him to pass on this date.

2) Edward Gorey (who like my father was also born in Chicago) also died on that day. And you know, I never, ever, saw the two of them in the same room together. Hmm.
I know when my father died (DW), but it's just a day. Not like when people have events tied in with other events. Being born on Christmas. Or 9/11/2001. Or having a father die on Tax Day.

Yet this affects us, clearly. And if you put it into a story, someone would complain that you're not being realistic.

Happy Birthday. And Condolences.

Dr. Phil
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This is just a reminder that the SFWA Pacific Northwest Reading Series will be holding its next events in two weeks.

On Tuesday, April 29 in the Seattle area, we'll have local favorites Nancy Kress, Jack Skillingstad, and Leah Cutter plus special bonus reader Daryl Gregory. The University Bookstore will be on hand again selling books and all the authors will be available to sign.

When: Tuesday, April 29, 2014, 7:00 PM - 8:30 PM
Where: Wilde Rover Irish Pub & Restaurant, 111 Central Way, Kirkland, WA 98033

On Wednesday, April 30 in Portland, we'll have bestselling writer Mike Moscoe, along with Leah Cutter and Ray Vukcevich. Wrigley-Cross Books will be selling books and all the authors will be available to sign.

When: Wednesday, April 30, 2014, 7:00 PM - 8:30 PM
Where: McMenamins Kennedy School, 5736 N.E. 33rd Ave. Portland, OR 97211

See http://www.sfwa.org/for-readers/sfwa-northwest-reading-series/ for more information on both readings. Tell your friends!

I hope you can join us! It should be a lot of fun.
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(phone rings in office)

(hit Speaker button)

-- Phil Kaldon.

-- Hello, is this Dr. Phil?

-- Phil Kaldon.

-- Is this, uh..., THE Dr. Phil?

-- Are you trying to reach the Dr. Phil Show in California?

-- Uh, yes.

-- This is a Physics professor in Michigan. My website clearly says I am not the Dr. Phil on television, which is the only way you could've gotten this phone number. Sorry, I can't help you.

-- Oh. (crestfallen)

Sigh.

Dr. Phil

PS - Haven't gotten one of these in a while.
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First off, Happy Birthdays to my grad school office mate Dave and goblin/princess author Jim on this Tax Day.

After many days in the 50s and 60s and even some reports of 70°F temps, it was 23°F this morning. And an inch of new snow on the ground. So much for seeing the lunar eclipse in the wee hours. Of course, it's still spring, and so the inch of snow did not stop the birds from singing away happily in the pine trees at 6:30am. The concrete sidewalk along the house and the concrete pad in front of the garage looked liked they'd been newly shoveled, but it was just their absorbed heat energy melting the snow away.

Driving along just before the sun came up, it was all clean white outside. One had to watch out for patches of ice on the roads, but mostly the roads were clear. However, ice began to build up in the left hand lane of US-131, so everybody stayed in the right lane for the most part. Speed dropping from 70mph to 50mph in some areas where the snow blowing across the highway, as per usual, formed a lumpy mass of ice. Twice I switched into 4WD for a while.

I stopped at the Citgo at D-Ave to use the bathroom. The door to the stall was closed when I came in, so I called out, "Occupied?" No response. When I got closer I put my single point cane in my left hand along with the quad-foot cane and knocked on the door. "What?" came the indignant reply. What do you mean What? What did you think I meant when I asked Occupied? You're sitting on the john and someone knocks on the stall door, what the fuck do you THINK they're asking? (Shakes head) I don't understand people sometimes. Especially when I'm being polite instead of just grabbing the door handle and yanking, without checking.

As I got out of the Blazer on campus, there was a very fat robin, feathers ruffling in the stiff cold breeze. It was running along the sidewalk, not flying. Going for yesterday's wormsicles on the sidewalk?

Right at the windbreak by the door into Everett, a gust of wind blew off my winter hat and knocked the single point cane out of my hands, as I moved it on the top of the walker into the Dalek position, so I could get through the door after pushing the red door assist button. Dammit. Grabbed the hat, dropped the cane, though fortunately the latter ended up leaning against the walker, so I didn't have to do any running or gymnastics. Given the bitter cold wind, I should have worn the heavier parka, which has a hood.

Yesterday I had a student poke his head into my office while I was working with another student. "What's the schedule for this week?" The last week of classes, the schedule is the same -- we meet M-F. "No, I mean what are we doing this week?" Physics. "What days are important?"

Well, shit, fuck me for a duck.

Of course, what he was REALLY asking was can I go away for fun on the weekend early? And the answer is... no. Not by my schedule. But this is college. Go right ahead and skip class as many times as you want. But you miss the good stuff, like today explaining that "in a fair fight" Gravity loses to Electric Force by a factor of 200 million dectillion (!!!).

2,280,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 times larger.

You don't see that every day.

Also regarding large numbers, I noted in passing through Allendale this morning that regular jumped from $3.64.9/gal to $3.79.9/gal -- thus regular today goes for what midgrade sold for yesterday. Why the jump? Dunno. Maybe it has to do with the snow. Maybe it has to do with Ukraine. Maybe it has to do with Steven Colbert taking over from David Letterman a long time from now. Maybe it's because the Ken Burns documentary on the Gettysburg Address is on PBS tonight. Who knows?

So how's your day?

Dr. Phil
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The awesome news just keeps on coming.

1) I just sold my Moscow metro dog story, "This Chance Planet," to Ellen Datlow at Tor.com. No word yet on when you can read it, but soon, my lovelies. Soooon.

2) Zombies, Run! Season three kicks off tomorrow, April 16th. I wrote a story for it! So did Janni Lee Simner! So did some other folks you might know. Ahem.

3) Here I am at Mary Robinette Kowal's blog talking about My Favorite Bit of Steles of the Sky.

4) I'm a stretch goal for the Storium kickstarter. This is an awesome online interactive storytelling/roleplaying engine with a variety of settings. I'm providing jazzpunk.

5) timprov's War for the Oaks reader project book kickstarter. Awesome photos of awesome people reading an awesome book in an awesome city.

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More snow – and it is still falling.  At least it looks lovely and clean out there.  When I woke up it was still +5 but an hour or so later it dropped to -5 – I guess winter is not finished with us yet.  I just started a fire so hopefully that will warm things up a bit. I hope I don’t have to snow blow – hoping nature is kind and this melts quickly.
I spotted a pretty female cardinal today.  My instinct was to say they must like snow-G said they are just easier to spot with the white background.  Then my hubby went on to explain causation and correlation in a fair amount of detail before he climbed into his mini and sped off to work.

I jotted down a few story ideas yesterday.  One seems doable. M gave me the idea when she told me about Bait dogs.  I really need to take another writing class – my brain feels like soup these days.  I see images and think -- oh – that would be a wonderful starting scene – and then it all goes down clunky and nothing like I envisioned.
 I would say I am a fairly happy person. Well, I know I complain a lot and my anxiety level is something I should work on but for the most part I am happy with how my life turned out.  Except for my writing.
Which is confusing because it is my only ability that gives me pockets of pride even though I haven't reached any true milestone with it. Maybe pride is not the right word. It gives me pockets of self – because when I write I feel I am in the moment and I feel connected to who I am.
But these feelings  are constantly punctuated with feelings of frustration because I can’t reach a certain level with my writing. Partly because I keep failing to work hard enough to get past my limitations.  Partly because I think some of my limitations are a fixed variable and I feel defeated by them.

I was in the pasture yesterday trying to figure out a story plot but it was going nowhere and so I put it aside and got caught up watching Banon. It was very soothing just watching her– and I thought could I be content just working away here on my little bit of land, and finally tuck the writing dream safely away as a pipe dream?
And it was like an instant response of No way! I want to succeed at this and I know the only reason I keep pushing it aside is I fear failure. But I am failing at it.  Everyday I don’t work at it is another day I won’t find success.  And I am not getting any younger.  I know in ten years time or twenty if I don’t reach this goal– then I will have failed and I will feel horrible because I know it will have been me that failed me. . I really have to push harder.  I have to stop hiding behind other aspects of my life.  I want to be content – I don’t always want this pressure to prove myself - – but at the same time – it has always been my number one life goal and I really want to reach that goal regardless of  pretty horses. J

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Happy Tax Day to my U.S. readers. :-P

Photographing museum exhibits is hard. The light is often low, or else glares off the glass; the glass itself is generally smudged, scratched, or both. I’ve started getting better at it, though, and this shot is possibly my finest museum photograph ever. I’ve mentioned before that I clean up my photos in Lightroom, right? Well, this one is almost completely untouched. I cropped a bit of the left edge and upped the clarity by a tick, and that’s it. Sometimes the picture just comes out right on the first try.

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So yesterday, after twenty-four years of struggle, I sold a novel.  (Read about it here, pre-order it here, if you like.)

Let’s be honest: That took perseverance.  I wrote for hours a day, writing on vacation, writing on my birthday, writing when I was recovering from heart surgery.  I went to critique groups to get better feedback.  I networked online so I could find better people to give me feedback.  Out of any given day, you can point to at least an hour and say, “Ferrett put in his 10,000 hours.”

Except.

* I was lucky enough to be healthy, so I didn’t have to deal with days torpedoed by chronic pain issues or going to doctors or filling prescriptions.

* I was lucky enough to have a sedentary, work-at-home job.  Yes, some of that’s career choice, but I went to college for seven years on scholarships and my parents’ dime, and they were rich enough to buy a PC back when they were super-expensive so I got familiarized with computers about ten years before the curve.  I happened to be born male, so people just sort of assumed I could be good at computers.  Now, I work hard at being a programmer – but there’s also a lot in my background that enabled this career choice.  If I had to work an hour away lugging crates at a warehouse, my writing time would be cut into by exhaustion and commutes, rendering me less productive.

* I was lucky enough to be wealthy enough to go to the Clarion Science Fiction Writers’ Workshop after I got accepted, which costs thousands of dollars.   (As witness this less-fortunate soul raising the bare-bones $3,600 it’ll take him to attend this year.)  It cost me probably $4,500 after all was said and done, and that’s a lot of change to just plunk down.  (Viable Paradise is less expensive, as it’s shorter, but that’s still $1,100 plus travel.)

* I was lucky enough to have a good enough job that they gave me the leave to go away for six weeks, though I was so hot to trot that I would have quit if I’d had to.  Thankfully, they were gracious as they usually are.  Thankfully, I had the financial cushion to be able to walk away if I needed to, and a family supportive enough to deal with my absence for six weeks.

* I was lucky enough to have friends who told me about things like Clarion, and conventions, and what to expect from publishers.  I didn’t go hunting for writer-friends; I happened to have a few who I ran across in town.  If it wasn’t for a friend telling me about Clarion that year, I wouldn’t have heard of it, and you wouldn’t have heard of me.

* I was lucky enough to have wise parents who modeled secure, sane marriages for me, so when I found my wife – who has been wise, supportive, and a stanchion of my writing career – I was smart enough to not destroy the relationship.

Now, none of those gifts take away from my tremendous drive.  And they don’t mention things like, say, my chronic depression, which does in fact take away from my production time.  But those are all advantages that were, in some fundamental way, given to me.  Yeah, I had to work efficiently to keep my job, and yeah I had to be lovable enough to keep my friends, and yeah, I had to be talented enough to get to spend all that money on Clarion – but in all those issues, I had a huge boost from forces beyond my choosing.

It was hard enough getting this damn novel sold.

It would have been even harder if just a few circumstances had changed in my life.  Maybe impossible.  If I’d had young children and a wife with a job at 7-11, going to Clarion probably wouldn’t have happened.  If I’d been incapacitated by chronic back pain for three hours a day, my writing time would have been affected.  If I’d run with a different set of friends, that whole “Clarion” thing – the event that restarted my career – would have zipped on by.

I call those privileges.

And Brad Torgersen (he of the other first novel happydance) said that in the military, privileges are things you earn.  Which may be true.  But I don’t know a better word for those quiet advantages.  “Gifts” don’t seem right, because frankly, me walking around healthy isn’t really a gift, it’s just something I feel most people oughtta have in a sane world.

But whatever you call them, I acknowledge them.  Yes, I worked hard to break through.  Super-hard.  But despite all that effort I put in, it could have been harder.  And writing is such a challenge to get write, requiring such focus to hone, that I don’t think it’s a surprise that a lot of writers are white males who come from middle- to upper-class homes. They’ve got a whole societal structure geared around supporting them.

And again!  Like me, that doesn’t denigrate their effort.  There’s a zillion middle-class white guys, and the majority of them suck at writing because they either don’t care or didn’t put their time into the craft.  Anyone who hauls their ass across this finish line has done something significant.  But there are others who had additional hurdles in front of them on that track, and I think it’s intellectually dishonest to wave that aside.

I guess that’s why privilege is such a difficult concept to express: it feels contradictory, on some level.  It’s You did do something really difficult, but it could have been harder.  And nobody wants to hear that they had it easier than others… particularly when they fail.  Particularly when “privilege” is not a singular power-up that magically erases all difficulty, but a bunch of small factors that can often cascade into greater things.  Particularly when some people only have certain privileges (a decent income, good physical health) but lack others (like my depressive fugue-states chipping away at my mental health).

But that doesn’t erase the concept.  And when I look at my achievement?  I’m happy.  I wanted to publish a damn novel, and now I will have, and I put in my 10,000 hours to get here hard-core.

Yet when I look at society and all the things I’d like to fix, there’s a bunch of people who never got what I did.  I’d like to give it to them, if I can, or just plain make coping with those issues easier.  And I refuse to erase that reality by claiming I’m a self-made man or somesuch.

I had a lot of help.  I had a lot of advantages.  I did a lot of fucking work.

Those concepts are not mutually exclusive.

Cross-posted from Ferrett's Real Blog.

This entry has also been posted at http://theferrett.dreamwidth.org/394971.html. You can comment here, or comment there; makes no never-mind by me.
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InvisibleAs of today, Invisible is officially a thing! In addition to the guest blog posts featured on the blog, the e-book anthology includes bonus material from Alex Dally MacFarlane, Gabriel Cuellar, Nonny Blackthorne, and Ithiliana.

It’s on sale for $2.99 at the following sites, and I’m hoping to add to this list as other retailer links go live. All proceeds will go to the Carl Brandon Society for Con or Bust.

I learned a lot from this project. I think these essays do a marvelous job of answering the question, “Why does representation matter?” and of looking at different types of representation in our genre.

I’m a big believer in the importance and power of story. The contributors to Invisible showed me new aspects of that power, things I hadn’t necessarily considered before.

If you’re a reviewer and would be interested in a copy, please let me know. And if you feel like spreading the word, I’ll send you a tray of fresh-baked karmic brownies (or another imaginary karmic goodie of your choice).

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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I recently read Shades of Greene, by Graham Greene, which is a bit of a strange book.  It is a collection of Greene's stories, which were selected for a British TV series - I imagine one story to a show, although I haven't seen the series.  Someone then had the brilliant idea of stitching the stories back together to form a "movie tie-in" sort of collection and get the boob-tube punters to shell out in droves.

I'm not sure how well it worked, but I came across a copy at a used book shop and picked it up - having never heard of the TV series, I was sold by the fact that it's a collection of Greene stories, which is a bit ironic.

Anyhow, these tales are typical of what I've read of Greene.  Mordant, ironic, and very well-connected with the weaknesses of human beings.  One of the tales stood out for me: "A Chance for Mr Lever", but they all seem to have little weird things that you will randomly remember and never quite be able to place for decades in the future.  Greene was truly a fertile mind.


Also did a little writing: 530 words onto my current SF tale.

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Wil Wheaton reads this independently produced audio edition of Homeland, which also includes Jacob Appelbaum's reading of his own afterword, and Noah Swartz reading his brother Aaron Swartz's afterword.

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Canal +, which broadcasts A GAME OF THRONES in Spain, has done some interesting and unusual TV spots for season four.

I thought you folks might like a look at them, even if (like me) you don't speak any Spanish.





Pretty cool, I thought.

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