December 2004

So, Earthsea’s got a token black guy in a world that’s supposed to have a token white chick. Oh well. And now we have Pullman’s work getting savaged, too. For fear of wingnuts. Wingnuts. All twelve of them. What the fuck is genre fiction supposed to be all about? Why write this crap, when it’s […]

Sometimes, I’m just sad. Cristina translated a piece by Mircea C?rt?rescu from Romanian to English called “A Few Reasons Why We Love Women,” and then she posted her own response, “A Few Reasons Why We Love Men.” Now, before I start, please know this about me: I did find some of this very sweet. I’m

So, my roomie is outta here for the holidays (not that it’ll be all that different around the house – she and her SO have been connected at the hip for the last two weeks, so I haven’t seen much of her. They’re terribly cute), which means I’m going to be watching a lot of

This morning I was forwarded an “all users” message from our health & safety department. Was this a reminder about wearing a hard hat on construction sites, or properly lifting boxes by using your legs so you don’t throw out your back? A lesson in ergonomics? Or perhaps it was just the usual holiday reminder

From here.

How about a show of hands from everyone who gives a shit that Alien’s Ripley would be played by a 55-year-old woman? Anyone? Apparently, Hollywood’s concerned about it. Um. Hello? Sigourney Weaver, dude, ass-kicking heroine extraordinaire. Not only do I not care if she *is* 55, I’d appreciate it if she *looked* 55 and went

I love my job.

Ah. Here’s a neat-o gallery of my favorite work-day inspirational posters: More at despair.com

There’s something immensely satisfying about finding a successful author who finds their characters sitting around doing the same sorts of frustrating things that mine do, instead of furthering the plot: Dave McKean phoned me up today. I got unexpectedly testy when he commented on a couple of scenes in Mirrormask that were just two people