An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
I’m re-watching Stargate — the original 1994 movie — for the first time since having watched all the ensuing TV series, and it is soooooo trippy seeing Daniel Jackson and Jack O’Neil played by James Spader and Kurt Russell.
I like the 1994 movie Stargate, but it is entirely unclear from watching it that it would work being spun out into 17 years of TV shows.
You’ve been visited by the Christmas Sheltie who brings order and structure to all the good sheep. And the less good sheep. Really, just all the sheep.
If I’d been asked — without watching either The Santa Clause or The Christmas Chronicles — whether Tim Allen or Kurt Russell would make a better Santa, I’d have definitely guessed wrong. Continue reading “The Christmas Chronicles vs. The Santa Clause”
I’m on my third time through watching #CrazyExGirlfriend (once with my husband, then my mom, now my daughter), and I think I’ve had a revelation about how to go about constructing a complex romantic comedy… I’ll have to try outlining a novel to see if it works out.
I just made it up to S1E20 of Andromeda (“Star-Crossed”) and it is reeeeeeaaaaaaally similar to Anne Leckie’s “Ancillary Justice.”
The stuff about a living spaceship that has consciousness distributed across multiple different avatars that come to have slightly different loyalties is all there. Continue reading “Possible Source of Inspiration?”
I’ve re-watched all of George’s bits in the previous seasons, and he’s the only logical choice for a guy for Rebecca to end up dating. #CrazyExGirlfriend #TeamGeorge
This is a conclusion I’ve come to both from a fannish shipping which-guy-do-I-like-best? direction and also as a writer analyzing the show’s story structure. And if my theory is right, the creators have planned all along that Rebecca will end up dating George. Continue reading “Team George”
The kids convinced us to play Apples to Apples, and the highlight was an argument about what thing is the speediest that led to picturing a game of musical chairs played by a zebra and a ghost with cherries being thrown at them.
Ways the Authors & Artists Fair is different this year: tons of people already know what furries are, and we’re being dance mobbed by people dressed up in holiday outfits. So, basically, it’s more like selling books at a furry con.
11-year-old: “In your pockets, do you have…”
Me, emptying pockets of toys: “A raccoon, a lizard, a skeleton, and some silly putty…”
11: “I was hoping for a snack.”
Me: “Oh, no, I keep toys in my pockets, not food. You know that.”
I love it when my research is to do things like look at pictures of bears’ noses.
That feeling when you write the last few paragraphs of the first draft of your novel, and then you show them to your spouse, and they cause a deep philosophical discussion of physics… Continue reading “Finishing Nexus Nine”
