An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
Opinion: shows are better with spaceships in them.
I mean, I love Grey’s Anatomy & Station 19, but I’d love them even more if there were spaceships flying by every time they showed a view of Seattle. Continue reading “Shows are Better with Spaceships”
It’s kind of upsetting how easy it is to forget which people—who aren’t in your immediate circles—have died. I think I figured once someone died, your brain would pull up a sort of “404: File Not Found” error when you thought of them as a reminder… and this is not the case. Continue reading “The Forgettable Quality of Death”
Today’s activity: ranking which of our pets are worst at being giraffes.
Honestly, they’re all pretty terrible at it.
The only thing worse than writing books is not writing books.
Star Trek: Voyager seems like it’s at its best when wrestling with death and mortality. Continue reading “Writing, Voyager, and Elections”
What’s that? What am I up to? Oh nothing. Just binge-watching hours of Living Single and getting all worked up about a conflict that happened between fictional people back in the nineties. As one does.
I’m tired of being sick… I need a painting of myself that I can put in a closet, and it can get sick for me. And—why dispute the classics?—it can also get old. And if I ever get famous enough to have twitter trolls, the painting can have those too. Continue reading “The Modern Dorian Gray”
Me in 1996: the science in this Star Trek: Voyager episode is silly and makes no sense, how annoying!
Me in 2020: ah, it is so very nice to hang out with my friends B’Ellana, Kim, and Paris on this wonderful starship captained by the amazingly ethical and competent Janeway Continue reading “Rewatching Random Voyager”
When your brain is bad at tuning out physical stimuli, shopping for new clothes is exceptionally difficult, because the question isn’t, “Does this feel right?” but rather, “Does it feel wrong in a way that will last FOREVER or only 2-3 weeks until I begrudgingly get used to it and won’t wear anything else?”
At 86k words into this novel, it has become extremely clear that I’ve been flat out lying to myself all week as I promised, “Oh, it’s almost done, only a few more words; it can’t be MUCH longer than 80k.”
I seem to have a formula for how I like to end novels…
First, minds blend together, allowing for enlightenment. Continue reading “Finishing Entangled Universe #2”
No matter how much I love Picard, it’s hard to get over the sequel to an ensemble show w/a diverse cast being about only the white male lead.
All the women & PoC in ST: Picard don’t change that the show is kinda saying, “White men are special; women & PoC are replaceable.”
To be clear, I’m not really critiquing any of the content within the new show… more just the fact that Picard is treated like he’s more important and more worthy of a new show about him than Troi, Geordi, Crusher, Worf… Or literally any women or PoC from previous Trek shows. Continue reading “Ideas for Star Trek Shows”
The Good Place and Bojack Horseman both ending the same weekend as I’m finishing a novel is not really ideal for me…