There’s a site that’s been set up by some writers in the SF/F field called “Dark Cabal.” (their tagline? “Vote for Stories. Not for Friends.) Over there, they have the ability to bitch about the state of SF/F, awards, and the shortcomings of certain books, a bit like I do here. The difference is, they […]
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Last fall I wrote about Mukhtaran Bibi, a woman who was sentenced by a tribal council in Pakistan to be gang-raped because of an infraction supposedly committed by her brother. Four men raped Ms. Mukhtaran, then village leaders forced her to walk home nearly naked in front of a jeering crowd of 300. Ms. Mukhtaran
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Yea, I’d read the Card article on fat earlier, and I couldn’t figure out what was bothering me so much about it, because, of course, I mostly agreed (bah!). But luckily, Alas caught Card’s bizarre lack of self-reflection: You think fat people don’t know how they’re despised? You think they don’t want to be different?
Had a couple of guys come by to view our apartment yesterday. As I showed one of them the living room I said, “If you’ve got fewer books that we do, there’s actually a lot more room in here.” He laughed and said, “Oh, I’ve got more books than you do.” Then he walked into
The last two workdays I’ve gone to go out on my daily powerwalk, the heavens have opened up and dump rained – *after* I’ve already gotten into my walking clothes. Damn weather.
The thermostat here in the house says 80 degrees. That’s with the aid of a box air conditioner and a room fan. Yet when I walked in from outside, it felt like a 69 degree oasis. Afterall, it’s closer to 98 degrees outside… I’ve never been good with hot weather. Fuck knows how I survived
Ahhhh Whiskey and Writing night. Welcome to Friday. Got a bunch of deadlines to hit tonight, some Bad Guy character sketches to do. Finally figured out what exactly it is Nyx was hiding in that womb. Now we’ve got an assignation, betrayal, firefight, and Queen Nasyaan. I love what I do.
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Crappily, I also discovered that I didn’t have the PTO hours in my bank that I thought I did (paycheck went through today, at which point PTO hours were subtracted that I forgot about). Well, shit, that was silly of me. Oh well, more fried rice for me come next paycheck time! June’s gonna be
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And I used to be such a nice girl… Anyway, called in and took some PTO (Paid Time Off) time. Here’s my to-do list: Vacuum the rugs – doneClean the bathroom – doneSweep and and spot-checked the kitchen floor – doneCall back new recruiter – doneTry to schedule routine follow-up PP appointment – done (full