Very sorry to learn of Anne McCaffrey’s death this week. Dragonsong and Dragonsinger were up there right behind A Swiftly Tilting Planet and The Blue Sword among the books that turned teen-me into a lifelong fantasy reader.From Todd McCaffrey: Mum always said, “Don’t just pay back a favor — pass it on!” In light of […]
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Though I didn’t talk about it when I posted Wednesday, the new year began somewhat sorrowfully here in Tucson, with the news that morning that the cantor of the congregation I belong to had died–the result of violence that I suspect much of the community will struggling for some time to make sense of, even
Simmering on the stove this afternoon before Yom Kippur: a pot of my grandmother’s meatball fricasee.As I shaped the tiny meatballs (they have to be small–no rushing here), I found myself thinking of my grandmother’s apartment in Brooklyn, of how when we went to visit we’d smell cooking smells from all the way down the
I’ve never watched TV news coverage of the 9/11 memorials, possibly because I’m not strongly geared toward television in general, possibly because I felt like all the news media failed me that day and in the months that followed and I’m wary of their coverage of it even now.But every year I reread John M.
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For Katherine, December 11, 1954 – March 25, 2004There’s a story that’s worked it’s way into a talk I give about fantasy novels, about how words spoken by a character in an early draft of Bones (which Katherine had not read) turned out to be nearly identical to words in Katherine’s journal (which I’d not
I debated whether to post this evening. I didn’t post anything last year on this day, because I was occupied for the weekend with my Scout troop–with the business of living–and that seemed good and well and as it should be.But tonight, or whatever reason, I did pause and remember. And so I’m posting this,
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Tia, aka Hyperkitty, Scourge of GhostsMay 1988 – November 2007
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westonochse has both posted more eloquently than I could about the death of Les Reese today.Les was a regular at TusCon, our local SF convention, and an enthusiastic and cheerful and friendly and all-around interesting person wherever I was lucky enough to get to talk to him for a bit. He was just beginning to
My quote notebook, which I’ve been keeping since at least high school is full–especially in its early pages, but also in its later ones–of L’Engle quotes.“The only way to deal with something deadly serious is to try and treat it a little lightly.”— A Wrinkle in Time” … Meg, I give you your faults.”“My faults!”