The latest round of student papers gave me a chance to use one of my favorite cut-and-paste comments.
The principal parts of this verb are: slay, slew, slain.
“Bob slays monsters. Joan slew monsters. Hey, all my monsters have been slain!”
The latest round of student papers gave me a chance to use one of my favorite cut-and-paste comments.
The principal parts of this verb are: slay, slew, slain.
“Bob slays monsters. Joan slew monsters. Hey, all my monsters have been slain!”
Typo of the day is werror (where I intended to type error).
I figure a werror must be some kind of mutant werewolf produced by an experiment gone horribly wrong.
“They were neither human nor wolf! You will never escape from the terror of The Werrors!”
I know lots of people love the sans-serif type of font, but I hate its guts because it elides a significant distinction, between lower case L and upper case I, both appearing as the same glyph. For highly literate people dealing with their own language, this isn’t normally a problem, but change either one of those prerequisites and there are problems–ones that are wholly unnecessary, created by the ambiguity of the font itself.
This has been another episode of “Things Only I Get Mad About”.
Aya Katz talks with Howard Andrew Jones about LORD OF A SHATTERED LAND, his great book coming out soon from Baen.
Here’s Davis Meltzer’s cover for the 1970s-era Ace edition of Clifford Simak’s City, an early entry onto my “Always Reread” list.
I disliked this cover when I was a kid because of the anthropoid greenmetal skull with human teeth. Now I think it’s great. It has all the essential elements of the book (hyper-intelligent & hyper-friendly dogs, robots that are more human than most human beings, antagonistic super-ants, uncounted parallel Earths, space travel, the hauntingly empty Webster House) all of them contained inside the robotic head and heart of Jenkins, a minor character who becomes the protagonist of the series deep in the posthuman future.
The book is an indisputable classic of midcentury science fiction, but it’s probably the hardest sell of any book that deserves that description.
Continue readingGeorge Winston (December 26, 1949 – June 4, 2023)
Omnia mutantur; nihil interit.
Omnia mutantur; nihil interit.
Astrud Gilberto (March 3, 1940-June 5, 2023)
ME: “But the claim in that post is NONSENSE. I can prove it!”
MYSELF: “Or I could go back to writing those books I say that I’m writing.”
I: “WHY DRAG ME INTO THIS?”
Typo of the day is mistura (where I intended mixture). This isn’t exactly a typo, but more like my brain slipping from English to Italian, helped by the fact that, on a QWERTY keyboard, S is right above X and A is just below and to the right of E.
But in the cold climate of an English sentence, mistura looked less like a mixy Italian word than a brandname—say an industrial-strength deodorizer.
“Even the foulest stench vanishes like mist after a spritz of Mistura™!”
It’s the right time for some dramatic funk. Because it always is.
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