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(#00147)
Logan stared at the view from the observation port. The brats were battling on twin dirigibles. One team with blue bandannas, the other with red. There were swords, steampunk machines, flying apes, strange beasts and… orchestral music?
Elf was enjoying every last minute of it.
“Have at thee, foul miscreants,” he cried, swinging all over the place like a monkey on a bender. “However many you may be, you can not match the heart of a true musketeer.”
Tallwater was singing
Read more »I can forgive AU’s. I have a great love for them. I can understand a writer willing to explore an alternate time stream.
But when they pretend they’re set in our history… nails down the chalkboard.
You can NOT show the Mona Lisa in-progress on a freaking canvas. She was painted on an oak board.
[You should also not make Jesus white, but that’s a whole different can of worms…]
Similarly, having era- or
Read more »Giant, fluorescent pink slugs found on mountain
It would seem to be something you'd see only in a cartoon or at a Phish concert, but according to park rangers in New South Wales, Australia, dozens of giant, fluorescent pink slugs have been popping up on a mountaintop there. "As bright pink as you can imagine, that's how pink they are," Michael Murphy, [...]I'm putting this up for my GG fanpeeps because clearly there's a Spark at work in Australia somewhere...
And,
Read more »Through a combination of bright magic and dark science, my best beloved has managed to revive my mac lunchbox!
I instantly transferred ALL of my fics to my dropbox account and, from there, shall be transferring them in alphabetical order to my AO3 account.
Updates will be put in my queue.
Stand by ^_^
Read more »(#00146)
Zeetha stared out the porthole. Unbidden tears fell down her face.
“Are you hurt?” Agatha managed. It had been a rough landing of a pod never meant to fly. Zeetha was lucky she was upright. Agatha and Gil were still turned about and tangled in their impromptu rewiring.
“I’m… home…”
Agatha got herself untangled with a loud thud, peered out the porthole. The jeweled towers of Skifander shone in the dawn light. A glistening cohort of Skifandran soldiers were approaching
Read more »I can’t be the only person annoyed by this. Science fiction is supposed to contain science. Especially the kind of science even a layperson can recognize.
If a layperson can correct your mishandled physics, bad math, chemistry failures and so on… it irritates me no end.
Especially when writers use said bad science as a major plot point.
It’s like hanging a chandelier with chewing gum. The foundation is flawed and the whole thing collapses.
And some
Read more »Girl Genius, Klaus + baby!Gil. Klaus’s thoughts on watching Gil grow.
The magnetite compas was working. As was the nourishment formula the infant boy was suckling on.
His son.
Gilgamesh.
He would have to do something about the fine green fuzz of hair that marked him as Skifandran. But right now, in a hot-air flying engine cobbled together out of whatever he had to hand… it was not important.
He could not take his sister. At least, he could
Read more »You love a teacher when they’re hiding your children from a crazed gunman in Newtown and getting shot while protecting them. You adore educators when they’re using their body to shield your kids from a falling wall in the middle of a tornado in Oklahoma.
But let that teacher have the nerve to ask for job security or reasonable pay or a manageable workload and all of a sudden we’re lazy union thugs.
Dear America,
If you
Read more »Embarrassing sibling fluff (Evoverse or Girl Genius, whichever you prefer): Sister meets long-lost brother. They have much catching up to do, and she just wants to embarrass him (in front of the girl he likes makes it even better)
“Just get those clothes off before the contamination gets to your skin!” Agatha, wearing heavily re-inforced gloves, both shoved Gil towards the hot rain engine and tore at his stained shirt.
“Oooh, let me help,” squealed Zeetha. She, too
Read more »I figured it’s half-past time I did a little bit more self-promotion. Bear with me.
I’m writing a story a day. Every day. They can be in fandom or in my pet universe. And since I’m also involved in the fic wars, I’m doing my utmost to tug at my readers’ heartstrings at the same time.
For the fandoms, I am into:
Star Trek [I will have a go at writing ANY incarnation
Read more »pitchblack-the-nightmare-king:
- Having a Beginning
- Having an Ending
- But WHERE’S THE MIDDLE?!?
- HOW DO I GET TO THE ENDING
- WHAT IS A PLOT
- WHAT ARE PLOT DETAILS
- WHAT IS WRITING
And most importantly:
- HOW DO I TITLE
HOW DO TITLE is the song of my people.
And after all this is accomplished:
HOW DO I FRONT COVER?
Seriously, not one artist has emailed me back…
Read more »Why “poetry night” at the X-Mansion was canceled.
[AN: You have no idea how hard it was not to quote Vogon Poetry for this one…]
“…come for me. Come for my love. Come for my hate. Come for the tiredness I feel for breath. Death, come like a lover…”
_So,_ Jean thought to the Professor, _Three years of therapy and counting for our dear little Rogue. How much for us?_
_Considering there’s fifteen
Read more »I just noticed that my (2nd hand) Macbook Air is smelling of slightly-burned pancakes.
This may be a a danger sign of impending doom.
And since my novels are all in Pages Format, all the saving on the Cloud will not help when this, my last useful mac, goes kablooey.
So. FYI - I still have my Windoze tower. I will not stop writing my instant stories until I literally have no alternatives to write them. I still have my iPad, though
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