February 1, 2017

I had a really fun time in Santa Fe at the Jean Cocteau event. George and I were on stage arguing about which is better, New Mars or Old Mars. George is an ardent defender of Old Mars, the Mars we wrote about before we knew anything about what Mars is actually like.  I’m a big fan of New Mars, the only planet known to be entirely inhabited by robots.

Between the trip to NM and visiting my parents, who puppysat Lily for me, this turned into a long weekend of travel and socializing, and I’m exhausted.  I need to curl up on the sofa with the electric blanket and a hot toddy.  Fortunately, season 2 of The Expanse starts tonight, so I think I’ll get my chance to just…chill…out…

Let’s see if I can get some writing done before I go hibernate. New Novel is at 26,000 words.  Onward!


That was just one of the many great things Henry Rollins said last night at the Boulder Theater.  I wasn’t going to go.  I’ve come down with a wretched cold, and I’m feeling even more introverted than usual.  But a friend had an extra ticket and invited me, and I went, and I’m glad I did because Rollins said a bunch of things I needed to hear, some catharsis after the election, creative inspiration, and just awesome stories about being a type-A personality punk with social anxiety bumping into folk like David Bowie and Ru Paul.

Mostly, for me, was the way he said it.  He talked for two and a half hours straight, barely pausing to breathe, not stopping for water, the flow jumping from topic to topic to topic while somehow still being relevant.

If you’ve ever been to one of my Q&A’s or readings, you’ll recognize this pattern, because it’s pretty much what I do.  I get one question, and forty minutes later I finally come up for air, chagrined that I’ve rambled on for so long and probably bored my audience to tears and WTF is wrong with me.  But after seeing Rollins hold court and be riveting and inspiring, I realized that, Hey, maybe that technique is just fine.  Fun, even.  Fascinating, seeing all this stuff pour from one person’s brain.  I’m not as good or practiced a public speaker as Rollins is, I could use some polish and refinement.  But hey, I don’t think I’m going to worry about my 40 minute on-stage rambling jags anymore.

Thanks, Henry.


an MCU menu

November 2, 2016

One of the ideas I’ve been noodling with lately is geeky theme dinners.  Like, Harry Potter would be an excellent choice, especially if you could manage floating candles over the table.  (Google brings up dozens of sites on the topic.)  Lord of the Rings would also be excellent.  Or an Unexpected Hobbit Party?  Like this?  There’s A Feast of Ice and Fire, the Game of Thrones cookbook.  (Not recommended for weddings.)  I would love to do something like this someday.

So I got to thinking what I would serve at an MCU-themed dinner.

Fondu, of course.  And shwarma.

For Steve Rogers:  meatloaf and apple pie.  The meatloaf would have green chili because Steve is always up for trying new things.

I would need to comb through the movies and ID every cocktail that ends up in Tony Stark’s hand.  Especially at the party at the start of Age of Ultron.  I’d need to find out what dish Vision is trying to make — and getting wrong — for Wanda in Civil War.

Thor would need a Viking feast.  A big roast bird, lentil stew, hearty bread.  Mead.

Along with food actually served in the movies, ideally every character would have a dish to represent them, which means I’d need to figure out something for Nick Fury, Bruce, Clint, Sam, and so on.  A lot of these dishes totally would not go together, but somehow we’d make it work.  Much like the Avengers themselves.

Oh, and I almost forgot.  Wait for it. . .wait for it. . .

Natasha Stroganoff.





October 28, 2016

My costuming skills are growing.

So, I’ve been thinking.  Sometimes, the most striking cosplay takes advantage of the player’s own appearance, portraying characters he or she actually resembles.  With that in mind, what characters should I attempt?  If I wanted to go for a really accurate cosplay, what should I try?

I came up with two:  Galadriel and Professor Trelawney.

And that is a very odd pairing.


Bat Boy: the Musical

October 24, 2016

Like Urinetown, this is another sci fi satire musical I’ve known about since forever (it’s just a few years older than Urinetown) but haven’t managed to see — until now.  And kudos to whoever at the Longmont Theater Company keeps picking these seminal off-Broadway science fiction-adjacent shows to do.  Keep it up!

So, how was it?  I have to admit, this went way way darker than I was expecting.  I think I was expecting high camp silliness, and that’s certainly there.  But then the bodies start hitting the floor at the end of Act I and don’t really stop until the finale, where the stage rivals that at the end of Hamlet.  The show takes a very dim view of humanity.

Next up in the series of late 90’s to mid 00’s camp science fiction musicals that I would love to see:  The Last Starfighter: the Musical.  Alas, it’s unclear to me whether that one’s ever even been performed since its original premier.  Hey, Longmont Theater Company…

And someday, someday, I will see Hamilton


Monday state of the desk

October 17, 2016

This Halloween my niece wants to be Mary Poppins, so I’m making the outer layer of her costume (hat, coat, etc.). I actually found a parrot-head umbrella so I won’t be embarking on adventures in Sculpey this time around.  But the coat. Heh. I can tell I’m a real costumer now because I looked for a coat and couldn’t find anything that worked. I hit up thrift stores. I searched online. And all the coats for little girls were too frilly, too cute, or too pink. I needed a nice somber, tailored, governess’s coat, right?  I checked “how to make a Mary Poppins costume” websites and they’re all like, “Just take a jacket out of your closet!”  But they don’t look right.  So I made one from scratch, and I’m quite pleased with it. All I have left are buttons and buttonholes, and then it goes off to the kid.  I’ll show you when I get pictures of the complete ensemble.

Mr. Robot, second season:  I’m through episode 8. This show.  THIS SHOW. Taking unreliable narrators to a whole new level. It’s kicking my ass and I’m loving it so much, and it’s still so cyberpunk, without being actual cyberpunk. I am all amazement.

I have a story to wrap up and send to an editor, another to revise and send back, a new novel to start, a critique to finish up.  I bet I can get it all done this week and I’ll feel so accomplished.  Oh yes. Must hang on to that feeling, it doesn’t come around very often…



nerd-out of the day

October 14, 2016

I’m having a much better week than I did last week, when I was bringing home gin and knitting needles. I’m actually getting work done, which is oh so nice. If I can just keep making progress before MileHi Con I’ll be fine.

Meanwhile, via Bookriot, I have had my complete and utter nerd-out for the day. Ambient sounds for your favorite geek settings. Remember that ambient Enterprise engine hum that you can turn on forever? Same thing, but for like Rivendell, the Gryffindor common room, a Jedi Temple, and and and…  It’s out of control. I’m going crazy over here. I’m planning dinner parties for Asgard and Hobbiton. I can’t stop.

People are so creative. It’s so wonderful.

Now excuse me while I go see if someone’s done an ambient ship noise for Serenity