March 31st, 2013


[links] Link salad is proud of its stories

Hugo Award Finalists — In which I am quite pleased to find my Nebula Award nominated novella, "The Stars Do Not Lie", also up for a Hugo in the Best Novella category.

Off the Map: Women in Science and Science Fiction — Joan Slonczewski comments.

The Shapes of Stories by Kurt Vonnegut — (Snurched Steve Buchheit.)

A reader reacts to "Rolling Steel" — A short story by me and [info]calendula_witch.

Peeps: Pick your favorite diorama

When Harry Met Paris: Beck's Métro MapLast week, Harry Beck finally got his blue plaque. The house where the designer of the iconic London Tube map spent his first years is now marked by a memorial sign - and unlike English Heritage's other plaques, the one affixed to 14 Wesley Road in Leyton (East London) is the font used on London Underground maps.

Web recognition system can identify spider species automaticallyIt's like handwriting recognition for spider webs.

Mystery of Desert 'Fairy Circles' Solved, Creators Found

Multiple Vaccinations on Same Day Does Not Raise Autism Risk — Amazing what you can learn when you listen to evidence instead of ideology.

What's Behind Spike in Gulf Coast Dolphin Attacks?Dead—and sometimes mutilated—dolphins have been turning up recently.

US Navy ship removed from Philippine reef; US to be fined for damage to World Heritage site — The story of how this ship grounded in the first place contains some amazing arrogance on the part of the US Navy.

Forgotten US Airship Crash Recalled 80 Years Later

A Tolerable ConversationSo when Orson Scott Card and his supporters accuse detractors of intolerance and hypocrisy, for example, Card’s claim has no standing. He actively advocated in support of Prop 8. He serves on the board of NOM, an organization the purpose of which is to prevent the legalization of homosexual marriage. It is he who has been intolerant. Dear conservative, Christianist America: declining to accept and support your bigotry doesn't count as intolerance towards you, no matter how much you crave the self-valorization of victimhood.

The Next Republican President and the “Republican Carter” — If the GOP keeps digging ever deeper into the fever swamp that is right wing America, there will be no next Republican president.

QotD?: Are you going to read the nominees?

Writing time yesterday: 0.0 hours (con time)
Hours slept: 8.0 hours (solid)
Body movement: 0.0 hours (overslept, but plenty of con walking to come)
Weight: n/a (away from home)
Number of FEMA troops on my block building solar arrays to undermine the American fossil fuel industry: 0
Currently reading: Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


[conventions|dreams] Norwescon and me

Yesterday was a good day. Hugo nominations, yay! Plus lots of time with friends and associates and whatnot. No drinking for me with my fragile liver, but here I am.

However, my dream life last night was particularly strange. In retrospect, I think I was dreaming about being dead, about being a ghost.

In part one, I discovered that taxi cab drivers have the Knowledge about who among us are Duplicates and who among us are Originals. That's why taxi rides sometimes go weird ways: to keep the Duplicates and Originals separated. Much to my dismay, I discovered I was not an Original. I wound up running away and hiding in someone's office and trying to take control of my life from my Original.

In part two, I was traveling. Except I had gotten lost. Seriously, utterly, don't-know-what-city-I-am-in, don't-know-where-I-am-going lost. I couldn't read my own travel documents. Within the dreamspace, I thought I was experiencing aphasia. I tried calling my parents for help, but my brother answered the phone and couldn't hear me. He apparently thought it was a dead line. Everywhere I went, people didn't see or hear me.

So, yeah. A weird way to wake up.


[awards|cancer] On being up for the Hugo and the Nebula

Yesterday, LoneStarCon 3 announced this year's Hugo award nominations. I am proud and pleased that my Nebula-nominated novella "The Stars Do Not Lie" (Asimov's, Oct/Nov 2012) is also nominated for the Hugo award for Best Novella.

This is the first time I've been a double-header nominee. It's the first time I've been a Nebula nominee in any capacity. And thanks to my friend cancer, this is probably the last year I'll be able to attend the ceremonies. Win, lose or draw, I can have fun and go out with a bang, so to speak. This means a lot to me. Good for my ego, good for my writing career, a loving validation from both my professional peers (the Nebula) and the readership in general (the Hugo).

So, yes. I am pleased and overwhelmed and thrilled and humbled all at the same time. And so glad I get to experience this at this point in my life.

Thank you.