Meanwhile I'm laughing my ass off because, well, om mani padme hum. Not the sound of the chant, but it's literal meaning: the jewel in the heart of the lotus. Mystical people have been staring at this thing forever, because A) it's inspiring, B) it's really pretty, and C) when you're out of your body on a lot of other dimensions it tends to be right in front of your face and kind of hard to ignore. Which is okay because A and B. :D Anyhow, quantum mechanics might like to take a look at the prismatic branch of sacred art. Perhaps it will prove inspiring. Because quantum physics is where magic and science meet, which is why it's cool. I may not be able to hack the math, but quantum physics still makes my existential intelligence sit up and go squee.
On the downside, this means people are getting reeeeeaaaalllly close to figuring out graviton technology. This is about as relaxing as realizing that the toddler has just about figured out how to turn on the blowtorch. O_O
R: In the RV park, Red Headed Stranger is the only album I feel comfortable playing over my external speaker system. It’s the only music everyone can agree they like.
Sam: Isn’t Red Headed Stranger a concept album about going on the run after murdering your family?
R: People can relate.
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What are some of the hard things you've done recently? What are some hard things you haven't gotten to yet, but need to do?
Words by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 4 of 6
word count (story only): 1191
:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, this is a Finn family story which includes Shiv, Boss White and the Ebonies and Ivories. ::
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“Okay,” Heron patted the air lightly. “That's not what I was insinuating.”
“Insi-- what?” Shiv threw his hands up, and the momentum pulled him to his feet, balancing lightly on his toes before beginning to pace between the front door and the short wall that held both his bedroom door and the bathroom door. The young man paced, loping strides pulling him nearly nose to nose with the wall before he reversed direction to lunge toward the opposite wall.
“In-sin-u-ate,” Heron repeated blandly, though he was careful to pronounce each syllable. “it's hinting, but subtly, or jockeying for position or a favor. Like...” Long fingers curled as Heron snapped his middle finger away from his thumb. “Muuuum,” he mock-whined, “my legs hurt, and the back seat is squashed up against yours and Da's.” Another minuscule shrug followed as the faintly petulant expression faded away. “In that case, insinuating that sitting in the front passenger seat would be more comfortable.”
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Conflux, Canberra’s annual convention for speculative fiction writers and fans, begins next week! This year it is taking place from Friday 29 September until Monday 2 October and the theme is Grimm Tales. Hugo-winning editor Ellen Datlow is the international Guest of Honour, and dark fantasy/horror author Angela Slatter is the Australian Guest of Honour. Kaaron Warren will be the MC. As usual, I will be attending and am very much looking forward to making some new friends as well as catching up with some old ones.
Where to find me
I will be sitting on four panels. Exact details are subject to change.
When: Friday, 29 September 10:00 AM
Where: Program Room 3
1 Rogan Street, Canberra
Panellists: Elizabeth Fitzgerald and Leife Shallcross
New to Conflux? Not been to a con before? Come and get your starter packs here. (Mostly just friendly chat–no actual starter packs will be issued, but there may be Tim Tams.)
Creating Story for Games
When: Friday, 29 September, 2:00 PM
Where: Program room 2
Panellists: Elizabeth Fitzgerald, Adam Hale (m), Rik Legarto, Alistair Ott, Maddy Piggott
Whether it’s roleplaying IRL or in a computer game.
Beyond the Hunger Games
When: Saturday, 30 September, 11: 00 AM
Where: Program room 1
Panellists: Felicity Banks, Elizabeth Fitzgerald, Adam Hale, Aiki Johnston (m)
The best YA books in the last 12 months
The Hugos are a Joke
When: Monday, 2 October, 11:30 AM
Where: Program room 1
Panellists: Alan Baxter, Ellen Datlow, Elizabeth Fitzgerald (m), Tim Napper
Or have they redeemed themselves? And what about the Nebulas? And how could we get better Aussie representation on the shortlists?
If you have an interest in speculative fiction and can make it along, please stop by and say hi! I love getting to know new people. However, if Canberra is a little too far away for you or attending conventions is not your sort of thing, there’s no need for you to miss out entirely. I shall be posting a convention report once the excitement is over (and I’ve had the chance for a few restorative cups of tea).
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I think there should be discipline in everything, you know, even lawlessness. When I ruled the sea and the Red Flag Fleet, no one disobeyed me. Literally. Those who did were beheaded. But, on the other hand, I think my rule was mainly benificent. Did you know I forbade those under my command to steal from villagers who supplied us? That only made sense, of course. Death was also the sentence for any assault on a female captive. One makes these laws when one grows up as I did.
I also insisted that anything taken from town or ship was to be presented, registered, and given out amongst all – oh, the original taker got a percentage, and twenty percent is better than nothing, you know. That’s how you keep a sailor happy.
My dear second husband, he also issued some laws, I suppose, but they weren’t written down or very well enforced. What were they? Who knows. What does it matter? My laws were what mattered.
Eventually, of course, it became easier just to tax the local cities than to keep sacking them. Nicer for all concerned and not so much work for us. Bureaucracy will have its day, sooner or later, always.
That is how I came to be here, you know; several years ago, after I defeated their entire Navy, the government offered amnesty to pirates. Well they might; what other option did they have? But I was wealthy, so why should I continue to work when I was no longer a criminal? It was in 1810 that I left crime behind forever and opened this little gambling house. Here I am content, you know, and I think I will be until I die. Hopefully not for a long, long time!
Oh, I am called many things. I was born Shi Xianggu, and I am called Cheng I Sao, sometimes, but mostly I am known as Ching Shih – the Widow Ching, wife of two pirates, but a pirate empress myself.
(After all, it’s Talk Like A Pirate day, not Talk Like Every Pirate day. I chose Ching Shih.)
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I went to U of I. There were parts of it that I enjoyed, and the culture wasn't that bad. But I can see parallels. For me it was more a matter of looking at the way education was going, and deciding not to get involved in public education as a teacher. It was obviously going down the tubes, and that was decades ago; it's infinitely worse now. So too, many colleges. :/ I couldn't stop it. I could sure get the hell out of the way.
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