SteamPunk: a silly genre of fiction that requires me to study whether the invention of electric light predates the discovery of aluminum.
(Spoiler: Yes. But its use wasn’t widespread yet.)
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SteamPunk: a silly genre of fiction that requires me to study whether the invention of electric light predates the discovery of aluminum.
(Spoiler: Yes. But its use wasn’t widespread yet.)
I spent the afternoon watching Star Trek romances with a half-faerie and am invited to a feast in Rapunzel’s Tower tomorrow. Life is good.
Reading fiction that consistently mixes up past and present tense feels like being trapped inside a blender crossed with a time machine.
There is something both deeply wrong and deeply right about Star Trek novels: they both are and are not Star Trek.
Elaine informed me a few minutes ago that Kung Fu Panda was coming to visit. Just now, she introduced me to him — and he looks an awful lot like my dog Quinn.
Elaine and Kung Fu Panda are now salsa dancing.
Step one in taking down the Khristmas tree: Put all your My Little Ponies on the branches of the tree.
Step two in taking down the Khristmas tree: Stand next to the tree and ask them, “Are you going to use your unicorn magic to take down the ornaments?” Continue reading “Instructions for Taking Down a Tree”
Dancing dogs, enigmatically smiling cats, and cartwheeling otters — all the imaginary creatures that live in my head are very happy today.
Elaine the Water-Bender is attacking the Fire Nation in the kitchen right now. (We just finished watching season one of Avatar.)
We met Tof last night — Elaine *adores* her. Though, she’s still a water-bender, herself.
I just re-read SPACE HOUNDS!… And I really wish that the author would write some more of it! Oh… wait… Sigh. #TooManyProjects
I remember the bananas in “Diary of a Wartime Bride” (a subset of “To Elsie With Love”) playing a much more significant role.