May 31, 2007
It’s Thursday afternoon!
Well, just barely. How was everyone’s week?
Appointments: 1 (If you don’t count the awards ceremony for the boys yesterday. This is the best part of being a stay at home parent, the way they light up when they see you.)
Researched: The words to the song “Age of Aquarius”. Yeah, weird.
Accomplishment: I wrote 31 stories this month.
High point of the week: Sitting on a carpet with my boys watching the slideshow their teachers made for the sixth grade classes. They were so excited to see themselves up on the screen.
Bad thing: Dropped a 4×6 on my bare foot. Yeah.
The High Life: er … um … haven’t found it yet. Maybe when I go to that conference.
May 26, 2007
I’ve never been much of an activist, but one issue I do embrace is hunger.
Last week, four members of Congress tried to live on $21 worth of food (the average amount you get in food stamps a week in America–the minimum is $10 a month, something that hasn’t changed since the 70’s). The blog of their experiences is worth reading. It infuriates me that out of something like 400 members of Congress, only four were willing to take the challenge.
Just try to imagine eating for $21 a week in the US. Try feeding your children on that.
Imagine you’re a child who instead of being excited about summer vacation, dreads summertime because your free breakfast and lunch is going away.
Life is not all roses in America, if you’re poor.
Please don’t come here and give me crap about ‘oh if they’d just get up and work…’ Most people on food stamps have jobs, sometimes two or three. Most still have homes, such as they are. Most are people you wouldn’t notice otherwise, except they’re spending most of their time and energy trying not to let their children starve.
When we don’t even feed our own children adequately, what is this saying about us as a nation?
May 25, 2007
I got the idea from a friend (who did the same on one of her blogs) to share with you about all this writing I’ve been doing this month. Forward Motion has a ‘Story A Day’ challenge going for the month of May (you can pick your level, but I’m going for Insane, the actual story every day). You have to use a prompt for four out of five of them.
So far, I’ve kept up, twenty-five stories this month, and here they are:
- A treasure-hunter finds a small ally when she’s betrayed by her crew. (SF)
- A special delivery starts a son’s career through his father’s treachery. (historical fiction)
- The death of a woman through three different viewpoints, one of them her own. (historical fiction)
- Parody adventure through the jungle: swords, golden idols, and zombies! (comedy)
- One man’s very bad day. (SF)
- An thespian finds something belonging to his old love, and decides to change his life. (SF)
- A new star turns out to be sentient, unfortunately for the crew of the ship that pokes it. (SF)
- A spy betrays her mission and escapes, but not before becoming very rich. (dystopia/alternate universe)
- What might happen if one day the sun burnt out. (SF)
- A half-man, half-demon saves his people from slavery. (science fantasy)
- An immortal reminisces about a tourney a thousand years before. (SF)
- A mapmaker decides to help an old cobbler find his lost son. (historical fiction)
- An ad in the paper goes terribly wrong. (mainstream fiction)
- A hike up a mountain for a celebrity shoot shows a man’s true character. (mainstream fiction)
- A firefighter training session ends up a near-tragedy. (fantasy)
- A judge in the far future determines the disposition of vast wealth. (SF)
- A woman is given an inheritance of a house under the condition she live in it, but people she sees as family live there already. (mainstream fiction)
- Chained in a cavern, the one called Lucifer is freed by miners who can’t understand the warnings carved in the stone all around him. (I don’t know what this is… maybe alternate history? SF? Horror?)
- An old man obsessed with the twentieth century is the one voice of reason in a fascist nightmare. (SF/dystopia)
- Life and courage twenty generations into a seventy generation ride to Proxima Centauri. (SF)
- A man tells the story of how he stole his inheritance. (SF)
- Two oil drillers watch the last running oil rig on Earth run dry. (SF)
- The crown prince is poisoned, and his best friend must find the antidote before the prince dies. (fantasy)
- A woman must kill her father to save her people from annihilation. (SF)
- A little girl is kidnapped, but her kidnappers are on her side! (fantasy)
Six more days to go!
(eta: I have the last six here.)
May 25, 2007
This proves you can do just about anything you really want to, no matter what sets you back. Simply amazing.
(got this from Nezua’s blog)
May 24, 2007
Posted by pllogan under editing
, good news
, prayer requests
, space exploration
, the internet
, the writing life
Researched: How to say ‘hello’ in Arabic. The definition of fascism. How many generations it would take to get to Proxima Centauri at one g acceleration. Did a refresher on peak oil, and learned about oil wells.
Accomplishment: Still writing a story a day.
High point of the week: Finished editing Sick Dude Coming. Woot.
Bad thing: I have a health issue that lends to anemia. I had to go back on the meds this week, as I was practically falling over. Oh, and my sister went into the hospital on Tuesday. Prayers or whatever you do appreciated.
The High Life: Not much on that account this week. Sorry to disappoint ya.
May 23, 2007
I’m going to be at SoonerCon June 8-10. Anyone else going?
May 20, 2007
Does anyone besides me see anything seriously wrong with this?
National Security and Homeland Security Presidential Directive
One commentary on this directive. (which I don’t completely agree with but is worth reading)
Mr. Bush, this is a bad move. I hate to tell you, but separation of powers means just that.
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