Stomach: After 30-some years of eating cheese, that seems like enough for a lifetime. I am done with cheese.
Me: what
Stomach: no cheese Continue reading “Fighting with Myself over Cheese”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
Stomach: After 30-some years of eating cheese, that seems like enough for a lifetime. I am done with cheese.
Me: what
Stomach: no cheese Continue reading “Fighting with Myself over Cheese”
Look, I just really, really, really want to see Stargate tackle Christianity and Jesus EXACTLY THE SAME WAY as they handle every other religion they’ve mined.
Like clearly, Jesus was one of their visiting alien dudes, and it’s a WEIRD gap that they don’t address that.
I’ve been out of touch with my sister for a few years, even though we live in the same town. There was a big fight, a lot of history, and… yeah.
Lately, my sister has been reaching out to our mom, who lives basically next door to me. This is good, but… Continue reading “Having Space for People Who Hurt You”
When I was in high school, I was left home alone for the evening, and there were weird sounds coming out of the heat vents in the floor.
I owned several swords—one I’d bought from a Klingon table at a Trek convention and also presents from my mom who gets me. Continue reading “Swords and Raccoons”
I kind of stopped caring about pedantically precise consistency in most fiction when I realized that humans aren’t very good about being pedantically, precisely consistent in the real world.
I never got as far as emailing Furvana. I spent all day trying to figure out if I could go to a con that wasn’t making safety enough of a priority and accept that I might need to skip it.
Then this morning Furvana emailed to clarify that they will not allow eating in the dealers den. Continue reading “Dealers Den Lunches Resolved”
Oh no… Furvana just emailed dealers to ask if they want to buy lunch boxes…
This is bad because I’m realizing they almost certainly expect (and will allow for) dealers to eat those lunches at their tables… Continue reading “Dealers Den Lunches”
I’ve been feeling pretty disillusioned and hopeless about writing lately…
But underneath it all, I know nothing could have ever stopped me from writing Otters In Space. And no matter what, I’ll keep writing more books like it. Continue reading “Hope and Writing”
I may be stuck on Earth in the middle of a pandemic… but Kipper just made her way back to space in Otters In Space 4.
I remembered liking the Angel episode (S2E13) about the physics grad student trying to stop time… I hadn’t remembered its techno-babble about entangled particles was basically the same as the premise for my book Entanglement Bound.
It’s weird rediscovering your influences.