An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
I’m writing at that cute little open air plaza at the market downtown today, and because it’s cold, I brought: a baby blanket to fold up and sit on, a baby blanket and hot water bottle to put on my lap, three jackets, a warm hat to pull over my baseball cap and fingerless gloves.
Oh, also, my amazingly cozy and cute dragon scarf, not to mention a hot pumpkin spice latte. Continue reading “Writing in the Cold”
There’s a minor character in the book I’m writing named Kalithee… except about 49% of the time, I write Kathlani instead.
Apparently, my brain finds these two made up names entirely indistinguishable.
Feeling conflicted about whether I like odd numbers or even numbers better, because even numbers are smoother… but they also seem kind of pretentious and smug about it. Odd numbers are all weird angles and elbows, but at least they’re down to earth and relatable.
I really love the music of Reina del Cid, and I especially love her album Candy Apple Red. Every song is good.
I also enjoy creating AI art, so I thought it’d be fun to put together a thread of song illustrations using Midjourney. Continue reading “Tribute to Candy Apple Red”
—given a chance to put flowers in a woman’s hair, it will go way overboard; like a whole giant bouquet; practically a little garden
—it does not understand that when you’re on the moon, you can’t also see the moon in the sky
Kid, very suddenly and long after bedtime:
“What if I murder a doctor & then have no reason not to plead guilty & I spend the rest of my life in jail & I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in jail. So maybe always warn me before taking me to the doctor?” Continue reading “Dispelling Unexpected Fears”
That moment when you’ve been trying to wrangle an AI artist into illustrating something, and nothing’s coming out quite right, but then you gasp, because suddenly, there it is, and it’s beautiful.
That moment when you’ve been trying to wrangle an AI artist into illustrating something, and nothing’s coming out quite right, but then you gasp, because suddenly, there it is, and it’s beautiful.
A blessing for those about to embark on the dangerous voyage of dreaming:
May your teeth be strong,
Your pets not run away,
And the architecture of any building you’re in be cooperative.
My kid was curious about the original Quantum Leap, so we’re watching the pilot and it involves:
—a test pilot
—time travel
—the song “Ooby Dooby” Continue reading “Ooby Dooby”