An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
I’m close to the end of the first season of Borgen… and it’s gotten really depressing. I don’t know if I should hold on, and it’ll turn around… or if a political show of this sort is just going to be something I find too depressing.
When I started watching Borgen and The Rain to practice listening to Danish, I really didn’t expect Borgen to be the one I’d be finding depressing. Continue reading “Danish Shows, Lil’ Abner, and Severance”
Just hanging out at an art museum, working on learning another language. As one does.
It turns out I can read through a lot of Zooscape slush during a two hour plane flight, as long as I load it up on my phone ahead of time. Continue reading “Returning from Disneyland”
The eleven-year-old, playing Minecraft, with great pathos: “Sheep, you don’t understand my suffering! You’re just eating grass!”
After a beat, I repeated their own sentence back to them and asked them to appreciate the absurdity of their life, which led to much giggling.
I spent my evening trying to work out whether it’s still safe to take my trans kid through airport security now that I live in a country that’s seizing trans people’s passports, and whether I’ll get enough warning when it becomes unsafe to avoid putting him in danger.
Horse in a Hospital 2 was really a sequel we didn’t need.
This is (hopefully!) a complete list of everything I released in 2024. It can be hard to keep track, and last year was an especially busy year. I’ve provided links to pieces that can be read online for free, which is most of it.
Novels
Star Trek: Section 31 uses an excellent cast of fun characters and impeccable visual aesthetics to bravely ask: what if Katniss and Peeta had to compete for replacing President Snow and also had a universe destroying bomb???
Is it good? Weeeeell… Continue reading “Section 31, Vic Fontaine, Twelve Monkeys, and Danish Shows”
I’m not sure there’s a more epic burn in the history of the universe than Brian Wilson centering the second to last song on the final Beach Boys album around the lyric, “I’m better on my own.”
I think… I finished writing my collection of robot stories four days ago but didn’t notice because I had the stories out of order.
It’s like the fiction version of that infinite chocolate bar trick. I rearranged the stories and… TA-DAA! One whole anthology! Continue reading “Finally Finishing Maradia’s Robot Emporium”
I’m watching A.I. Artificial Intelligence (2001) for the first time in, oh, twenty years, and it hits really differently now after watching all the mindless hate of the anti-AI crowd for the last few years. Much more believable. Way less abstract.
I’ve met the people who would tear an innocent robot limb from limb, cheering as it’s destroyed, unfeeling for its pain and gleeful about their supposed superiority. They are the people I thought I knew. Continue reading “Thoughts While Re-Watching “A.I. Artificial Intelligence””
Look, if your takeaway from Terminator 2 wasn’t that robots would make excellent fathers, then we did not have the same experience watching that movie.
The short story I just finished could be accurately described as starting out as Guys & Dolls and ending up as Sarah Connor’s voice-over in the middle of Terminator 2: Judgement Day about how the Terminator is the best father John’s had. Yeah… it’s weird inside my brain.