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http://notesfromthegeekshow.blogspot.com/2012/05/tick-press.html

You know how I have a profound animus as regards vampires, how I will happily call the undead out for the manipulative leeching bastards they are. Mindless parasitic poisonous miasmas and all that.

It seems like Undead Press is aptly named.

Hark ye, aspiring writers, to the tale of Mandy DeGeit, whose story was accepted by an anthology from aforesaid publisher and thereupon royally fucked. A
 
 
 
 
 
 
The first volume of Shadow Unit is now available as a proper paper book with a gorgeous Kyle Cassidy cover.

It will be available through Amazon within a week, and will slowly filter its way through the rest of the online distribution system.

This volume contains the first half of Season 1. Volume 2 should be available in about a month, with other volumes to follow.

And of course, Shadow Unit in its entirety is available for free online, and as a modestly priced ebook through the usual sources.

The story began in 2007, and will end in 2013. It's not too late to discover one of the coolest collaborative serials in the genre internets!
 
 
 
 
 
 


http://penny-arcade.com/2012/05/16/betwixt

Tycho:

This was a goofy joke when we wrote it at eleven or so yesterday morning, though it became less hilarious as the day progressed.  During “normal hours,” the failure of Blizzard to recall that Diablo is a popular game was a boon: I have my own shit to write.  But later, when I began to prowl for leisure activities, and it occurred to me that I might utilize the sixty dollars of congealed entertainment I had recently purchased, I was not able to.  And then I was, and then I wasn’t, and then no wait it’s still okay now it’s
 
 
 
 
 
 
As well as the travel sorting out, I have essentially completed one of the two big work projects that looked last week like they were landing on me last minute and might make this week hectic. The other, between this morning's power outage and $programmer being out sick yesterday and today, is right on a cusp of "not worth thinking about in the time remaining", so yay.

Weekend and past few days have largely been spent getting ready for travel, chatting online and also rewatching more Age of Kings - I am really in awe of that Henry V. And $programmer and his SO joined P and Z and A and me for dim sum Sunday, which either I have not had for a very long time or was even better than usual. (Between the mushroom ravioli/lasagne thing [info]papersky made last week, the duck sandwich with onion jam, and the salmon pie with lobster of which a third is still in the fridge awaiting me tomorrow, I am feeling throughly indulged on the food front.)

Also, it's actually getting warm, which is always uplifting.

I have a number of small things I meant to do last night, and was just too tired for, which I should do tonight, so that I do not spend tomorrow night in a state of panic.
 
 
 
 
 
 
I have, I think, got pretty much everything finally sorted for the imminent travel, thanks to hearing from a couple of people this morning. The plan, fwiw, looks like this:

because we can plan plan )
 
 
 
 
 
 

The House At Pooh Corner Goes Up For Sale.

Cotchford Farm, the story book setting for the adventures of Winnie the Pooh, has just been put on the market. Author A.A. Milne lived in the real life Pooh corner home for three decades until 1959*. The English estate is where Milne dreamed up several of the stories and poems about the lovable bear. It is also where he raised his son, Christopher Robin.

But Cotchford Farm isn’t all about cuddly bears, honey, and bouncing Tiggers. The home is also the setting of a darker piece of pop culture. Forbes notes that in the late 1960′s, Brian Jones, one of the founding members of the Rolling Stones, purchased the house. Jones was kicked out of the band in 1969 and less than a month later he was found floating dead in his pool at Cotchford Farm.

*And since AAM actually died in 1956 if he was living there until 1959, woooooh, spooky.

But even apart from all that, one gathers that Christopher Robin Milne had possibly less than sanguine memories, or at least felt scarred by his identification with his literary avatar, so perhaps not terribly hummy vibes.

What's the betting that it gets bought up to turn into a theme-park of the Disney version?

Cannot resist linking to this earlier Pooh-related post.

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The 100 things blogging challenge.

Tiny hippo and the tiny train. A cautionary tale.

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Poll #1840718 WisCon
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Are you going to Wiscon?

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Yes
13 (35.1%)
No
24 (64.9%)
Maybe
0 (0.0%)
No, but I live in Madison
0 (0.0%)
 
 
 
 
 
 
Asakiyume had a post about romanticism and mental illness with some good discussion in comments.

I wrote, "I have mixed feelings about that one. Yes, it's obnoxious to write stories in which mental illness is actually nothing but magical specialness, whether the magic part is literal or metaphorical.

On the other hand, the flip side of the "mentally ill people are better and more special than the rest of us tools of the system" myth is the "mentally ill people are doomed to a miserable, squalid existence filled with nothing ever but loneliness and pain" myth.

I think there's room for realistic depictions of mental illness in which the intent is to de-glamorize, focus on the pain, and have the hope be in the slow, difficult work of healing. But maybe there's also room for non-realistic in which people live with mental illnesses and have those be part of the fabric of their lives as they have romanticised adventures and pursue villains and do magic and get the girl. Why should the non-mentally ill get all the escapist literature?

The key, I think, is not to take some painful and unpleasant mental illness and pretend that the illness itself is not painful and not unpleasant, and just looks that way because the mundane world doesn't understand how magical and awesome it really is. That's not cool. But I'd love to see, say, a paranormal romance with a heroine in therapy for social anxiety torn between a bipolar vampire and a werewolf with Asperger's.

Why not? Very few of us are out on the streets murdering people because the voices in our head told us to. Most of us are living our lives - with struggle and pain, but who doesn't have that?"

I am interested, too, in stories in which mental illnesses and non-neurotypical states are dealt with not unrealistically by accident, but with extrapolation and deliberate fantasy applied: Walter Jon Williams' breathtaking space opera Aristoi ($4.99 on Kindle; also has excellent martial arts), in which people deliberately induce multiple personalities in order access the full richness of their psyches; the later books of Scott Westerfeld's Uglies, in which the characters take on various cognitive/neurological templates, raising the question of whether identity is something separate from brain chemistry. Very similar questions come up in Westerfeld's novel Peeps, in which vampirism-causing parasites create OCD-like irresistible compulsions and aversions. And, of course, the many, many, many magical or science fictional versions of brainwashing and de-programming, from Cyteen to The Avengers to Mockingjay.

There is sometimes a tendency to see any non-realistic treatment of serious issues as inherently trivializing or even insulting. But I think it depends on the individual work, as well as the judgment of the individual reader. I would like to see more extrapolative works dealing with the subject, as well as more stories in which mental illness or non-neurotypicality is part of a character's character, not the subject of the story.

I would like to see fewer soft-focus, romanticized depictions of beautiful fragile mad girls.

What do you think? Good examples? Bad examples? Things you'd like to see more of? Things you'd like to see less of?

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It took me about three tries to finally watch this past the point Thor starts to realize he might be stuck on Earth.

Spoilers for Thor and Avengers )

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Book View Cafe is a consortium of writers, as I've mentioned before. The last four months, several people have worked really hard on completely redesigning the book store from scratch. This is what companies pay big bucks for, but since none of us have big bucks, it's all volunteer labor.

If you have the time, we'd appreciate it if you would try this link and poke around. There is a place for comments, if something is buggy, confusing, you think something would be better.

If you choose to buy a book, great! Let us know how that goes, but just poking around is a big help. Here is the comments link where the designers will actually see them. (I don't think any of them read my blog, so I am going to try to close comments here.)

Thanks!
 
 
 
 
 
 
Aj had his first dart match with K today. The scores were:

Aj: 988
K: 1240

I have also been instructed to point out how close the match was, even though he was playing with his 5-yrs-older sister. I strongly suspect you all are supposed to be highly impressed and complimentary. :)
 
 
 
 
 
 
I had a couple of crowns fitted last year and to cut a long story short, the gum hasn't been happy with it since.

I've got a 5mm recession at the junction between the two crowns and it's not getting better.  So today I had to have an extra special deep cleaning and a pellet of antibiotics shoved into the hole to try and kill the bacteria in there that are making the gum sad.

Back in 3 months for a follow on check up.

On the plus side, BP was a happy 115/81... which is right where it ought to be.
 
 
 
 
 
 
             
Here's the catalog stored at Scribd.
             
 
 
 
 
 
 


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http://bigother.com/2012/05/16/barrelhouse-or-a-variety-of-reasons-why-i-am-not-an-impartial-reviewer-and-dont-care/

http://bigother.com/?p=28005

Barrelhouse 10Barrelhouse is one of my favorite literary magazines. It’s one of the first I picked up, at Von’s Books in Lafayette, Indiana, along with the now-unfortunately-defunt Quick Fiction. It’s one of the magazines that I am proudest to have been able to contribute work to. What I am saying is that this is not, and really cannot be, an impartial review.

I’m not really that concerned about giving an impartial review here. Barrelhouse is great.

Barrelhouse 10 is out. It’s been out for a little while, actually. But when it first came out, I was in the middle of PhD exams – now passed, thankfully – and most of my reading was confined to like articles about Longinus and Burke and the concept of the frame and so forth.

I’ve since had the pleasure of sitting down with Barrelhouse 10. It’s lovely, duh.

Adam Robinson once told me that people who put out print journals are “doing the Lord’s work.” It’s basically impossible to put out a beautiful print journal and actually make back your printing costs. I know. I’ve tried. (Artifice, the magazine I edit, has moved to a quarterly, online format; we’re going to be focusing our print efforts on books for the time being.)

On the other hand, I don’t want to suggest for a minute that you should give Barrelhouse your money for their sake. That’s a ridiculous reason to support a magazine. Here are some good ones:

“I think one of us is a ghost,” I said. “I think it’s you.”"Well,” he said. “You know what that means.”"What?”"No condoms.”I went to the mirror, said my name three times, and spun around. I closed my eyes and opened them, but I was still there.

Josh, hello? Yeah, I’m here. It’s me, Margaret. You don’t know me, but I know you. I watch you. I like what I see, and I touch myself.

(I was in a class once with Sarah Sweeney, in Greensboro, NC: I can vouch for her, that she does in fact make prank calls to authority figures. Or did, still, in college, at any rate.)

I only want you to dance
on my smoking undergarments.

With G_D’s help the pile will re-ignite
each time you reach the door

so I can pinch a moment alone
beneath my iron skirt.

I read somewhere that Nabokov was actually a pretty terrible literature professor. He didn’t have much to say about the books that he loved. He had that problem, that I think a lot of writers have, of just wanting to point at something in a book and say: That. Pay attention to that. That right there.

This. Barrelhouse. This.


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The little I've been online, I've been impressed with these:

Rochia Loenan-Ruiz on Decolonizing as an SF writer   at Kate Elliott's blog.

In a similar vein, the World SF Blog has a Roundtable Discussion on Non-Western SF in two parts.

And another great guest post over on Kate Elliott's, by Tansy Rayner Roberts.  I wish I'd read this before the Heroism panel!

...and now I am late to pick up my kids :Q
 
 
 
 
 
 
I hope some of you who live in and around Bristol will be able to see the SS Great Britain afloat on a sea of lime jelly* on the May 18th and 19th, 6pm to 9pm, 500 tickets only each night, thanks to Bompas & Parr.

The press release says "Mermaids are planned, but not yet confirmed."

* i.e. "jello"
 
 
 
 
 
 
* Steve has gone to Birmingham so I have snuck on LJ via his computer

* I have been writing SF.  Am using my invisible writer stick to battle the demons that tell me it's substandard and not actually going anywhere and why am I not doing 5000 words a day, btw? Fear the stick, demons.

* In today's post I received two moleskine notebooks and a package of uniballs and other pens. I would like to thank my anonymous source.  I don't want to say the person's name lest I expose my powerful connections in the murky underworld of stationary. Thank you, Mystery Benefactor.

* I am the proud possessor of no less than seven years worth of maths exams and solutions. Now I just have to...er...work them.

* I am listening to Diesel & Dust which is one of my favourite writing albums of ALL TIME.  I associate this music with SO MANY DEADLINES but have not heard it for years. I think I could be channelling my younger & perkier self.

What goodness have you got going on?  If you haven't got any, I will waft some of mine your way. Sing it with me!

Sometimes you're beaten to the call
Sometimes you're taken to the wall
But you don't give in.


 
 
 
 
 
 


Sometime this summer, London will have a cable car system running across the river. This terminus runs from the Victoria Docks (about a five minute stroll from the Royal Victoria DLR station, more like a 15-20 minute stroll from ExCel) to the south side of the river.

The terminals will be the first stations on the TfL map which are commercially sponsored: this one will be "Emirates Royal Docks", connecting to the O2 on the Greenwich peninsula. There's no current promise that it'll be ready for the Olympics, only "this summer".

I was particularly impressed by the pylons over the Thames. Of course major ships must sail underneath the wires - but I hadn't *really* thought about the consequences of that in terms of their sheer height.
 
 
 
 
 
 
In session two, we had a bar fight that was mainly notable for the lack of interaction between the characters:

Cota tried to prevent a bit of jackassery from some privileged louts against members of the local street gang from turning into a general brawl. When that did not succeed as well as it might have (he intimidated the aristos but not so much they actually apologized) he was forced to use brute force to quell things.

Farouk the mage's player was not around so he did not take part.

Blaze spotted one of the people that battered Blaze when Blaze got burned and took off after him; by a great coincidence, this person is Mari's mentor. Confrontation was inconclusive. Interestingly, Mari's pal was talking to Farouk's close chum Stephan when Blaze spotted him.

One important point established early on: there's a young girl named Madi who Mari is very fond of (as everyone at the House of Francesca is; she's a sort of mascot/drudge) and nobody has seen her today.


Session three:
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One Direction, "What Makes You Beautiful"

The chorus includes the immortal lines:

You don't know you're beautiful
That what makes you beautiful


You know what's sexy, kids?

Self-loathing!

I'm glad we had this talk.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Isn't it kind of futile to oppose new military technology the way Po and his chums do in the second Kung Fu Panda movie?

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[info]kith_koby sent me this link. As you're watching, see the effect of personal history on the map, and other elements. At least I found it mesmerizing.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Mirrored from Marsha Sisolak.

Trader Joe’s dark chocolate bar, caramel with black sea salt. Run, do not walk, to the nearest TJ’s.

This commercial brought to you by my delighted taste buds. You may thank the Eldest Child’s girlfriend. I know I am.

 
 
 
 
 
 

http://crookedtimber.org/2012/05/16/the-death-of-flickr-2/

http://crookedtimber.org/?p=24469

Gizmodo has a piece proclaiming the death of Flickr at the hands of the hateful and incompetent Yahoo. In many ways, Flickr has been the most important site on the internet to me (after CT of course) for the past five years. There isn’t another site that allows people who are serious about photography (including film) to display and talk about their work with others who feel the same way, that also includes a social media component. True, there are other sites that are good display vehicles (zenfolio or smugmug) but that’s like opening your shop down a dusty side-street: random traffic. And there are other sites that do the social media thing and carry photos (Facebook, Google+) but where you are showing your stuff not to photographers but to your “friends” who may or may not care. No one else does the combination. The other thing about Flickr is the crossover from online social groups to real-world friendships. In Bristol we have monthly pub meets and various other events; through other Flickr projects I’ve met and hung out with photographers in other places, notably San Francisco. I’d never have met those people on Facebook. But Flickr does look tired and Yahoo has starved it of support. It is not dead yet, but it will be a tragedy if it goes, since nothing else does the same job.

 
 
 
 
 
 

http://crookedtimber.org/2012/05/16/pretender-too-real-is-this-feeling-of-make-believe/

http://crookedtimber.org/?p=24455

Pretender, in the non-pejorative sense (and à propos of nothing in particular). Wikpedia’s definition will do: “A pretender is one who claims entitlement to an unavailable position of honour or rank. Most often it refers to a former monarch, or descendant thereof, whose throne is occupied or claimed by a rival, or has been abolished.” So, for example, Plato was pretender to the Philosopher King’s throne in a perfectly respectable sense. He wasn’t an imposter. It was his proper title. This seems to me a concept deserving of wider application and all-around democritization. When you write up your resume or CV, why list only the position you’ve got? That’s an extremely random sort of fact about yourself, on average. If we must be defined by our jobs or stations, most of us are much better defined by the offices or stations we should have – but that someone else is squatting on, through no merit of their own; or that, through no fault of our own, just don’t happen to exist. I’d be perfect for a lot of way cool jobs that don’t happen to exist. And if being perfect for the job isn’t some sort of entitlement, I don’t know how anyone can be entitled to any job. (Not that I don’t have a good job now. I do. And I’m lucky to have it.) Pretending, in this sense, is the highest form of ethical authenticity. “Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains. Those who think themselves the masters of others are indeed greater slaves than they.” That is, you ought to put ‘pretender to freedom’ on your business card. If you put ‘accounts executive’ or ‘associate professor’ you are selling yourself short. Think about that kid in “The Squid and the Whale” who pretends he wrote “Hey You”. He’s not trying to fool anyone. He just thinks he should have written it. It was only a sort of accident that Roger Waters got there first. Makes a certain amount of sense.

What should your business card say?

Take it away, Platters!

 
 
 
 
 
 
I’ve been thinking of a way to explain to straight white men how life works for them, without invoking the dreaded word “privilege,” to which they react like vampires being fed a garlic tart at high noon. It’s not that the word “privilege” is incorrect, it’s that it’s not their word. When confronted with “privilege,” they fiddle with the word itself, and haul out the dictionaries and find every possible way to talk about the word but not any of the things the word signifies.


And the obligatory follow-up, A Child’s Treasury of Deletions:


Yesterday’s post garnered 800 comments before I put it to bed and I ended up deleting a record number of comments out of it, largely from presumably straight white men enraged at the idea their life doesn’t necessarily suck as much as other folks’ and/or because they ate lead paint chips as children and have impulse control issues (plus a couple from other, calmer folks following up on posts I later deleted, so theirs needed to be deleted too). Whatever the reason, I thought it would be fun to post a compendium of Malletings here for your enjoyment

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The surface of Mars is a tough place to survive, but researchers at the German Aerospace Center (DLR) found some lichens and cyanobacteria tough enough to handle those conditions.


and

After driving off Greeley Haven – where she stood patiently for 19 long weeks – Opportunity is now driving again. Not just turning, not just bumping, but driving. She’s driven away from Greeley Haven, heading a short distance downhill, towards a small patch of wind-blown dust which has caught the rover team’s eye.


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Sam Wollaston is right (bluuuuue mooooon, you saw me standing aloooooone) to be less than completely convinced that 'there really is "a new breed of women" as we're told', who practise 'rinsing', or women getting blokes to give them stuff, often really expensive stuff, for no return.

I give you Miss Adelaide (the Famous Fiancee) doing her act at the Hot Box in Guys and Dolls with 'Take Back Your Mink':

This seems to me yet another instance in which an existing, sometimes even age-old, practice is facilitated by the internet, but commentators seem to imagine was created by it.

***

In other news, I went to collect my new glasses this week and was told that they'd been delivered nearly 2 weeks ago (having been told a deliver date of this week), but Boots Opticians no longer contact people to let them know their glasses have arrived. I think they could at least suggest that people ring themselves... the situation is not satisfactory.

Anyway, these are the new specs. Still adjusting to new prescription.

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I stayed up late to finish reading Dead and Buried by Barbara Hambly, then had to resist the urge to start the next one this morning.  There are two more that I haven't yet read, that I have been saving.  I resisted the urge.  I will save them a little more, while I do some reading for my WisCon panels.

Eight days until I depart for WisCon!  I need to pack as well as make panel notes.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Poll #1840644
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 16

The amount of time needed after reading a satirical news story, before you can read a regular news site without wondering what the joke was meant to be.

View Answers
The brass eye Countdown
3 (21.4%)
The de-onionisation interval
8 (57.1%)
SEWIWEIC
3 (21.4%)


Context for those that don't know of the wonder that was Brass Eye.

(Came up during conversation with my brother Mike, who suggested the topic.)
 
 
 
 
 
 


http://penny-arcade.com/comic/2012/05/16

New Comic: Betwixt
 
 
 
 
 
 
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After some deliberation, I am calling an Open Dinner in Austin, Texas next Monday, May 21st. We'll meet at the Hyde Park & Grill at their original location on Duval Street, at 6:30 pm. Please let me know here in comments if you'll be attending, as headcount can be something of an issue at that restaurant.

See some, all or none of you there.

 
 
 
 
 
 
So I'm thinking about an art-fiction project. Somebody would have to be very chill to collaborate on this with me, so I don't know it if would work out, but here goes.

I want to write a fairly surreal piece of short fiction, something on the far tilted end of New Weird. And I'd like to publish it by having it tattooed as a full sleeve on someone's arm. I envision the words spiraling down from the shoulder to the elbow to the wrist.

The really hard part is I'd like to encode something a lot shorter by having every 7th or 10th or 14th word be red in the tattoo, and have the red words constitute a micro fiction embedded within the main story.

I don't know if I could get anyone to commit to this — that's a lot of needle time, and a lot of spend with the tattoo artist, which I can't afford to underwrite these days — but I think it would be cooler than hell.

 
 
 
 
 
 
Your Wednesday moment of zen.

IMG_1707.JPG

San Francisco fire hydrant. © 2006, 2012, Joseph E. Lake, Jr.

The current photo series is from my 'favorites' file, hence the dates jumping about

Creative Commons License

This work by Joseph E. Lake, Jr. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Entry Points into Fiction: Text Shows You How to Read It — Jeff VanderMeer is wise.

Brit Lit Map — A cartographic Wordle.

Online map calculates travel times in Ancient Rome — Cool! (Via a mailing list I'm on.)

The Liberating Embrace Of Uncertainty — I don't agree with everything in this piece, as the writer buys a little too much into the woo side of things, and deliberately conflates empirical truth and spiritual truth, but it's still pretty interesting.

A Mathematical Challenge to ObesityInterestingly, we also found that the fatter you get, the easier it is to gain weight. An extra 10 calories a day puts more weight onto an obese person than on a thinner one. I could have told them that.

Humanoid Robot Swarm Synchronised Using Quorum SensingProof-of-principle experiment shows how humanoid robots can co-operate on a large scale by copying the behaviour of social insects and bacterial colonies. The article is basically talking about SkyNet, but the accompanying photo is hilariously cute.

Cambrian shutter of doom becomes sucker of wormsThis photo is the opposite of cute.

Researchers generate electricity from virusesImagine charging your phone as you walk, thanks to a paper-thin generator embedded in the sole of your shoe. This futuristic scenario is now a little closer to reality. Scientists from the U.S. Department of Energy's Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory (Berkeley Lab) have developed a way to generate power using harmless viruses that convert mechanical energy into electricity. (Snurched from Steve Buchheit.)

Why Nikola Tesla was the greatest geek who ever livedThe Oatmeal goes to town on Tesla and Edison.

A Generation Hobbled by the Soaring Cost of College

6 Ridiculous Lies You Believe About the Founding of America — This topic is treated in great detail in the book 1491. (Thanks to Melissa Shaw.)

The Right’s Righteous Frauds — With a headline like that, this piece could refer to almost any leader in the conservative movement.

Wrong man was executed in Texas, probe says — Because capital punishment makes us all safer.

‘Hug The Monster’: Why So Many Climate Scientists Have Stopped Downplaying the Climate Threat — Gee, maybe they've been quiet because of savage, fact-free attacks from certain ideological sectors. Whaddaya think?

Is world outpacing U.S. on health care? — Nothing to see here, citizens. Move along. We don't want any of that Kenyan Muslim socialist HCR that was originally proposed by the Heritage Foundation and promoted by the GOP.

How Economics Explains The Rising Support for Gay Marriage — Interesting thesis. My own experiences certainly dovetail into this discussion.

Gun Rights — From the Mitt Romney campaign Web site: Mitt will work to expand and enhance access and opportunities for Americans to hunt, shoot, and protect their families. Wow, the things conservatives get up to in their free time. (Via [info]danjite.)

Who Really Caused The Deficit?Under Obama’s watch the national debt has risen from roughly $10 trillion to $15 trillion, a record high. But to what extent are his decisions while in office to blame? The answer: very little. The vast bulk of the debt is the result of policies enacted during the Bush administration coupled with automatic increases in federal spending and decreases in tax revenue triggered by the economic downturn. Those are economic facts of life known to experts but that often gets lost in the political debate (and which Obama’s opponents are willing to obscure). That's the Tea Party message in a nutshell: Mad about the deficit? Blame Obama and vote for the guys who created it!

?otd: Austin or San Antonio?




5/16/2012
Writing time yesterday: 1.0 hours (Kalimpura copy edits)
Body movement: n/a (airport walking to come)
Hours slept: 6.0 (fitful)
Weight: 241.6 (!)
Currently reading: Light Breaker by Mark Teppo

 
 
 
 
 
 

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My Flappers with Swords blog tour continues – I have a piece up at Kate Elliott’s blog on Looking For The Women (in Ancient Rome) which is a response and sequel to her own excellent Looking For Women in Historically-Based Fantasy Worlds.

“If a story starts with a maiden, let’s not assume that she has to get locked in a tower.”

I haven’t been blogging about writing much lately, meanwhile. I am writing a lot. I’ve started something new while I wait to hear about a whole bunch of irons which may or may not be in the fire. It’s exciting me a lot. I’m also writing a bunch of short fic and trying to get myself Out There. The tiny time windows I have to write in are starting to squeeze tighter and tighter, but there’s nothing I can do about that except breathe deep and carry on. I’m nearly at 50K total fiction words for the year, which would be more exciting if the year wasn’t nearly half over.

The Clarion Write-a-thon just swung past my radar again. I had completely forgotten about it and yet, checking back over my blog, it’s the thing that made the difference in building writing momentum for me last year, and helped me get to the halfway point of my Nancy Napoleon novel. 37,000 words in six weeks, not shabby at all.

2012 Clarion West Write-a-thon

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http://www.strangehorizons.com/reviews/2012/05/angelmaker_by_n.shtml

Harkaway's fatal flaw is the one Priest identifies: he never stops.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

http://bigother.com/2012/05/15/big-bridge-16/

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Big Bridge’s 15th Anniversary issue is now live.  It contains multitudes.


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http://xkcd.com/1056/

'Smilodon fatalis' narrowly edged out 'Tyrannosaurus rex' to win this year's Most Badass Latin Names competition, after edging out 'Dracorex hogwartsia' and 'Stygimoloch spinifer' (meaning 'horned dragon from the river of death') in the semifinals.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Ursula Le Guin has a fascinating post on plot vs story and the uses thereof.

John Scalzi attempts to define the advantages of being a straight white male in western society without using the "P" word. The comments are... well, they're better than they would have been three years ago. (But that's not saying much.)(On later revisiting, no, they're not good at all, since apparently the post got linked by some MRA site. EW. Happily, Scalzi is wielding the Mallet of Loving Correction with some authority.)

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Planning geekery: The Republicans in the House of Representatives want to delete the American Community Survey. ::facepalm:: They really don't have a clue, do they? Anyone who has done any planning work (city, transportation, environmental, regional, etc) knows how valuable that data set is. Killing it is just stupid.

Tom Junod, over at Charlie Pierce's place, has a moving discussion of why bullies remember being bullies, and why they should.

Dude. Takes some cojones to stand in front of Brandi Chastain and bitch about Title IX. Seriously?

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You are what you read? Huh.

Brain Pickings provides a video primer on Shakespearian insults. Cool!

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You want some shawarma? check it out (Fanart).

I forget where I found this link, but this is a great series of posts analyzing costume design in The Avengers franchise.

Are we sure they didn't hire this woman as Johannsen's stunt double? That's just an awesome move.

More than 90% of all American cars have automatic transmissions. What does this mean for the future?!!

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By way of the Buffistas: a Very Big Horse. Awww.

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