At first I thought that The Enormous Room (1922) beginning in medias res (in the middle of a sentence, even) was a brilliant literary device employed by e e Cummings to create a sense of sudden dislocation. The reader would feel like they woke up as someone else, in a dimension not their own, already […]Read more "Enormous Prisons, Little Plants, and Missing Pages"
“I had just seen, standing a little way back from the steep ridge over which we were passing, three trees, probably marking the entrance to a a shady avenue, which made a pattern at which I was looking now not for the first time; I could not succeed in reconstructing the place from which they […]Read more "Extinctions to Origins: Nuclear Bombs and Medicine Wheels"
Dimensions drift; realities shear and blend. Whatever you want to keep as true, hold close in the center of your mind, or when you wake the landscape may have shifted. I used to think that too much stayed the same, that lives were locked in stable states of déjà vu. As a child I stacked […]Read more "Bridges, Gates, and Violence"
You have been accepted (ignore the tricks that tell you otherwise) into a creative collective, with no editors, word counts, guidelines, meetings, buy-lines, or minutes not your own. You always were; I’m reminding you. I have no authority, title, or position, and therefore every right, to issue this invitation, to dance with me in public […]Read more "Your Acceptance Letter"
Delusional Donkişot (Don Quixote), driven mad by books. Armed and armored with antique language and an the outmoded conviction that there is a space for adventures and a need for knights, that he can journey out from the symbolic into real, from chivalric rules to the immersive truth, from the way things should be to […]Read more "Windmills, Language, and the Magic of Taboo"
One way to interpret first contact stories is this: aliens are other people. The whole SETI thing is just a metaphor for making friends. Whether you conceive of extra-terrestrials as ruthless, bug-eyed conquerors or enlightened ambassadors indicates how you feel about other people. Space opera is merely psycho-drama on a galactic scale. Fermi’s paradox might […]Read more "Limits to Existence: Aliens, Birds, Robots"
STACKING BOULDERS (Water) We were in Boulder, CO on our honeymoon when the protests started in Istanbul. The same story as everywhere else: a park being turned into a shopping mall. The mandate of a largely rural, religious electorate used to attack the rights and freedoms of a more urban, secular opposition. Books and music […]Read more "Elemental Wedding"