Monthly Archives: June 2009

I don’t think I’ve often posted three times in 24 hours–three times in a week has been a lot for me lately. But my narcissism sense of public duty compels me to point out that I’m interviewed in the latest … Continue reading →

Isn’t there a giant virus inside this thing?

1. My Blog Gate post for the week is up. This one is about legends, the pirate queen of Ireland, phlegm and other types of humor. 2. Morlock may be immune from fire, but he has been Kindled.

I expected this to be all over my flist today, what with the densely layered genre refs (especially a great turn on the novel Dune around the 11 minute mark). But maybe people are paying more attention to things that … Continue reading →

1. Because it’s always Wednesday somewhere, if only in our hearts, I just put up my Blog Gate post of the week. It’s about whether Classical or Norse mythology has better monsters, which is a dumb thing to argue about … Continue reading →

Here’s an Iran story I didn’t see on television (which has been beyond worthless in covering the aftermath of the election, if that’s the right word): the Grand Ayatollah Hossein Ali Montazeri has apparently come out strongly against the validity … Continue reading →

1. Happy Bloomsday. 2. Stately, plump James Enge was biking last night when he (i.e. I) realized something about being middle-aged. I don’t have any first wind anymore. As recently as my thirties (which is not too recent, I guess), … Continue reading →

In a recent and valuable appreciation of Lord Dunsany on Tor.com, Jo Walton issued the following pronouncement that sort of freaked me out. Lord Dunsany wasn’t writing fantasy, because what he was writing was defining the space in which fantasy … Continue reading →

If it’s Wednesday, it must be time for some whining, puling excuses about why my Blog Gate post of the week is late. Only this time it’s actually early. (I was avoiding other work, naturally.) It’s just some incoherent thoughts … Continue reading →

It had been so long since I hit pavement that the first signals from my nerves were a little hard to decode. “Hey! Is this pain? Pain and biking don’t mix! Go back and make sure the nerves know what … Continue reading →