Sometimes it feels like believing what I’m writing matters and is worth the effort is half the battle.
I woke up to Ella Fitzgerald singing, “What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve?” and found the eleven-year-old had started Christmas.
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
Sometimes it feels like believing what I’m writing matters and is worth the effort is half the battle.
I woke up to Ella Fitzgerald singing, “What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve?” and found the eleven-year-old had started Christmas.
Apparently the part of my brain that thought it was a good idea to put off writing my story for the Halloween reading until 4am the night before also decided I had too much of a lead on #NaNoWriMo… as such, I’ve failed to write anything today.
In other news, I seem to have found an off-brand Farscape to watch — Gene Roddenberry’s Andromeda. I’m on episode two, and it is… not good. Continue reading “Tidbits from Floundering at NaNo”
Things you don’t expect to have to say: “Can you draw more quietly, please?” But yes, the five-year-old found a way to scrape the pencils across the paper that was screechy and loud.
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…”
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.