An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
Prometheus (2012) is not a structurally satisfying film, but now that I’ve seen Alien: Covenant (2017), I guess I’ll grant that it’s not complete gibberish. And it does have some interesting parts. This is my lukewarm review of Prometheus.
Prometheus (2012) doesn’t really function as a stand-alone movie or even as an entry in the Alien movie franchise… but it’s pretty good (if a bit long) as a bonus extra piece of backstory.
The thing about the Alien movies is that they explore three of my favorite themes:
—robots are as morally ambivalent as humans
—biology walks a fine line between fascinatingly beautiful and deeply horrifying
—capitalism is evil
And now for a severe case of whiplash, it’s time to follow up Alien: Resurrection with the new episode of Crazy Ex-Girlfriend.
The first day of #NaNoWriMo was really not the best time for starting a nightly Alien movie marathon… Continue reading “Tidbits of Whiplash”
“I know everything, and I just keep it as a secret” — the five-year-old, looking very smug
There’s nothing quite like the very beginning of #NaNoWriMo to make you think, “Wait? Why am I writer again? Why am I doing this to myself? I don’t actually HAVE to write a novel…”
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Untied Shoelaces of the Mind, Issue #9, May 2014
A shadow of antlers stretched ominously over the snow. Darkfoot crouched behind a fallen log. White flakes tickled his muzzle, but he dared not shake them off. With its long legs, the moose could easily outrun a young wolf like him. Or kick him in the skull.
If Darkfoot downed a moose alone, though, then his pack would never mock him again. Continue reading “Weremoose”
I’m wearing my 13th Doctor costume today, and it makes me feel like a super hero.
One fun thing about the 13th Doctor costume is that people either LOVE it or have no idea you’re even wearing a costume.
I think I finally have really committed to a plan for #NaNoWriMo — Daniel has made a thematically relevant playlist for it, and I’ve ordered a tiny model of Deep Space Nine to sit by my computer and be my muse. It’s going to be awesome.
That feeling when you come up with the perfect word… only to realize you’ve already used it twice in the sentence you’re writing already, and maybe it’s time to go to sleep.
It troubles me that at some level I can’t really be sure of which project I’m doing for NaNoWriMo until midnight on Halloween when I see which one I actually start… ‘Cause no matter how many times I make up my mind, there’s no one in the world — myself included, apparently — who can stop me from changing my mind.