For the decade or so during which I was a freelance rocket scientist ("Will design satellites for food") I would often appear on SF convention panels surrounded by authors. When asked to introduce myself, I would explain that I, too, wrote both science fiction and fantasy, with the science fiction generally being titled "Technical Proposal" and the fantasy titled "Budget Proposal".
Jordin Kare, Ansible 264
"I once dated a man who taught quantum physics. I learned two things that night.
"The first being, if you ask a quantum physicist to explain how gravity works not what it is, not how it behaves, but how it works he will first talk himself in circles, then wind up crying, and finally, sometime between entrée and dessert, call you a bitch and leave.
"The second revelation came as I sat at the bar in morose solitude pondering the cantilevered relationship between bartender's gut and lower extremities. And this is important, so pay attention. Before the Big Bang before time itself; before matter, energy, velocity there existed a single immeasurable state called yearning. This is the special force that on a day before there were days obliterated nothing into everything. It is the unseen strings tying planets to stars. It's the maddening want, we feel from first breath to last life."
Marshall Mary Shannon
This would have to be one of my favourite rules in a boardgame, probably surpassing the game rules for strategic nuclear war in SPI's WWIII*. This little gem comes from Pandemic [a game where players (mostly) play agents of the CDC trying to stop the spread of diseases across the world].
And the rule: "The Bio-Terrorist may taunt the other players on his turn..."
* [23.411] Soak map in lighter fluid.
Favourite quote (to date) from Starblazer Adventures, the FATE-based rpg (same system as Spirit of the Century) based on the British Starblazer space opera comics of the 70's and 80's:
"It was a highly specialized check-up, because 70% of Carter's body had been replaced by bio-electric units after an 'accident' in a department store."
I never knew shopping could be so dangerous. Looks like it has lots of usable ideas to scavenge for my version of the Girl Genius RPG. Looks like I am running out of excuses not to run it too...
Socializing is forging new links between yourself and your fellows. When humans gather, they confirm their place as part of a world-spanning living organism that treasures and loves each part of itself. Parties are therefore sacred rites, offerings to a greater power. The best parties inevitably end in human sacrifice. Bring your own body. Anselm Markoff,
The best parties inevitably end in human sacrifice. Bring your own body.
|One of the nice things about W. Mark Simmon's books is they are filled with fannish popular culture. For example:|
"Yes. You were not the first choice," it answered bluntly.
"Really?" Well, snap!
"There was a wizard in Chicago, a necromancer in St. Louis, a waitress in Bon Temps, and a weather warden—who hasn't spent much time in any one place, lately. We also considered a guardian in London."
Now the wizard in Chicago is obviously Harry Dresden (The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher), the necromancer in St Louis is obviously Anita Blake (Anita Blake Series by Laurell Hamilton), and the waitress in Bon Temps is obviously Sookie Sackhouse (Southern Vampire Series by Chairlane Harris). Can anyone suggest an identity for the weather-warden or guardian. I initially suspected the guardian was Giles (Josh Whedon) but I'm disinclined to believe that is the case after due reflection.
|"Dance, Bloodbender!" Ganesh or Kankiten or John Merrick cried. "Dance and live! Life is dancing! Dancing is life. Even the very atoms dance so that worlds might be. The soul must dance or the soul dies. The universe must dance or creation dies. Entropy. Heat death. The final, empty, cold blackness of nothing—that is the end of the dance. For you or for a thousand billion souls. So dance and hold back the cold and the darkness!"|
Do the esteemed few who are joining me at the Singing Gallery this Saturday have requests for supper or shall I just bring catch as catch can? And can rowlirowl email me details of our meeting on that day.
|I was still adjusting to my sudden farsightedness when Volpea sat straight up and grinned at us.|
"Od'glf hajf vfa'nafh," she said through blackening lips. The voice was very familiar but it wasn't hers any more than it had been Samedi's scarcely an hour before. "Fhtagn Azathoth ph'ghaan Cth'tu—"
Mama Samm's fist was the size of a small ham and it smacked into Volpea's darkening face like an ancient battering ram taking out the gates of a small castle. V's head snapped back, her eyes rolled up and she dropped back on the bed like a collapsing Jenga stack.
<Wh-what was that?> I asked as the immense juju woman heaved herself up and off of the bed.
"That was jus' bad manners!" she muttered aloud as she stomped around the hotel room, blowing out candles and stuffing a small arsenal of religious artifacts and apothecarial vials and tins into her shopping-bag-sized purse. "He may fancy hisself an elder god but there's no excuse for bad manners! The Crawling Chaos has sumptim important enough to say to me, he can damn well come in person to say it!" And with that, she shouldered her handbag-of-many-items and we were on our way out the door.
"Don't worry. It will be over soon.
"There's only a month left to dawn."
This is exactly the thing you don't want to hear when you suddenly discover you are a police officer facing a horde of drugged-out teenage vampires.*
Frostbite is a fun Swedish movie with excellent vampire disintegration effects, is heavy on gore (including the infamous "goth vampire killed by garden gnome" actual true death probably from intense embarrassment rather than pure impalement), but rather light on story. It also harkens back to the more traditional portrayal of the vampire as walking dead, so it could easily be confused with being a zombie movie. Not that anyone is actually complaining, mind you. Now where did I leave my copy of All Flesh Must Be Eaten?
Although, I still think I currently prefer Young Dracula at the moment, mainly for Imogen wanting to be the Vampire Queen of Total Evilness (in what is a decidedly patriarchal society). Plus she has the most magnificent blue eyes...
* in this circumstance, on later reflection, the vampire bit of this phrase is probably completely optional.
|So the locum asks, "how much pain are you currently in?"|
"Pain is such a primitive concept," I reply cavalierly. "I prefer to think of it as my neurons battling evil in another dimension."
She looks at me strangely, almost quizzically.
"Oh dear," I think. "Now I'll either be sectioned, or worse still, have to attempt to explain my obscure sense of humour."
But then she smiles and says "I loved that movie when I was younger."
"An educated doctor," I disclaim. "Will wonders never cease!"
"Just for that, I'm using a bigger needle..."
Maybe I should have stopped before we reached the Frontier.
|This is another quote reccomendation for a book. However I haven't read past page 30 yet, but I still expect it's going to be good. I've been waiting for it to appear for a while. I heartily reccomend it and the prequels Voyage of the Shadowmoon and Glass Dragons.|
|One has been an inveterate collector of quotes from literature  for a very, very, very, very long time. If one came across a quote that was emotionally resonant with me I'd usually write it down in a big book of quotes. Eventually this became an overly large customized fortune cookie program which would give me a quote to (briefly) meditate upon when I logged in to my computer. They aren't always good quotes in isolation - sometimes the quote is only appropos to my mood at the time or will only make sense in the context of the larger work in which it was originally rendered - but they affected me enough that I believed that I should take some measure to preserve their existence outside of their origin. For a while they even masqueraded as serialized book reviews in my .plan, or, briefly, as book reviews in this journal.|
Whilst I have continued to collect these quotations, there is now less of a public forum in which to display them for the edification of others. After all, I have not the wit or desire to elocute them to my friends in person; I bore them to tears already without adding such tripe to their diet. Instead I have decided that I shall occaisionally cast them forth upon the waters of this journal, under an appropriate cut, both to prevent eyestrain to those uninterested in such things and to prevent any possible spoilage of the story for those who have yet to enjoy it (although one will endeavour to avoid posting any quote that reveals an important spoiler in any case). I shall not even thinly veil it as a book review, save that you can assume that I found the book enjoyable enough to read and that it conatined a quote of sufficient quality. No other warranty is asserted or implied. Caveat lector.
 For a given value of literature.