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Six Hours, Part 6
After we passed the fumarole skylights, we went a quarter mile in the dark; the only sound was dripping condensation. The guide lagged until the cavern roof sloped down low; then he brushed past and held up a warding hand … Continue reading
Six Hours, Part 5
We headed back west, into forest on the lee of Three-Fingered Jack. The road was tough for the Civic. I kept stealing looks at the bagged toad in the guide’s lap. Finally, he signaled a stop at no place in … Continue reading
Six Hours, Part 4
Back at the car, I remarked about the heat. “Let’s go to the lake,” said the guide. “There’s more there, if we’re lucky.” The lake was shallow and warm as bath water, but clear and clean. Alyx and I had … Continue reading
Six Hours, Part 3
Our guide grew impatient with my picture-taking of the Sisters mountains. “You’re not going to get a decent shot — no impression of scale. Maybe if you frame them in a window?” “A window?” He led us up over the … Continue reading
Six Hours, Part 2
At the edge of the Lava Sea, I tried to take his picture. “No,” said the guide, “point that thing away.” I took a picture of Alyx instead. “They’ve started coming out of the plain at night and spark the … Continue reading
Six Hours, Part 1
My online friend Abraxas claims to be an artificial intelligence, but not from the present or the future: from the distant past. Sunday, I questioned Abe about the local effects of the Singularity. He asked if I wanted to go … Continue reading
Scalia, Naive Essentialism, and Evolution
I’ve lain relatively low on Facebook this past year, becoming more circumspect. Before posting, I weigh the importance of any controversial statement I have to make, and increasingly I let it go. This seems to have improved my relationships with … Continue reading
What Is a Story Plot?
Most definitions of plot are not helpful. One of my Clarion West teachers said that plot is an effect that emerges from other elements of a story, of character motivation and conflict and so on. He’s a very famous writer … Continue reading
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Guest Post: Remembering Lucius
I got a nice email today from Gullivar on this first anniversary of his dad’s death. He read the road-trip memoir and gave me his blessing to continue, so I will soon. I’d privately intended to finish it up before … Continue reading
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A Wistful Day
1. Sigh. Terry Pratchett died today. Lucius and I shared a room at Worldcon in 2002, and we and Terry Bisson ran into Sir Terry at the hotel bar. When the topic of my then-infant daughter came up, he shared … Continue reading
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