Archive for June, 2015

Zeppelins online

EDIT: The web serial site has been set to “private” until further notice.

A while back I posted about my dilemma after Eggplant Literary Productions shut down: what was I going to do with my novella serial Zeppelins are What Dreams are Made of, which was set for publication no longer?

Turns out I’m going for Option 4: publishing it as a serial online.

As I initially wrote the first short story in a serial-like format, i.e., releasing it in small chunks to my friends, it seems like a natural fit.

Follow the adventures of dimension-hopping assassin Jennifer Asten as she faces perils untold by following the link below!


There are some things you should probably know about Jennifer Asten. She was born in Winnipeg and spent her early days as a bounty hunter when her degrees in Philosophy and Religious Studies didn’t pan out. If she hadn’t met Dr. Malgrave, she wouldn’t currently be entering the main lounge of a first class airship flying Paris to Peking. Next, she was commonly beautiful…the uncommonly beautiful would have drawn too much attention to themselves. Dusky hair, thin eyebrows, sharp nose, pursed small lips, general expression of content on most occasions. While some young gentlemen might find her “absolutely ravishing”, she hadn’t found one on this flight. Finally, within the book Jennifer held lay a short coded message that she probably should have burned but, in not carrying out such an act, she felt put her at a most interesting advantage.

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I’ve read three weird westerns more-or-less consecutively in the past few weeks: The Wind Through the Keyhole by Stephen King, The Half-made World by Felix Gilman and The Sisters Brothers by Patrick deWitt. The first two have far more in common than the last, and deWitt’s novel falls under the description more by its dream-like nature and by evoking cosmic horror rather than any overt supernatural elements.


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I was browsing the British Library’s Flickr photostream, of all places, when I stumbled across a full PDF scan of the 1895 novel Fifteen Hundred Miles and Hour by Charles Dixon. The title refers to the speed of a spaceship built by a Dr. Hermann which ends up transporting him and three other stalwart individuals, as well as a dog, from England to the planet Mars. Keep in mind, The War of the Worlds wasn’t serialized until 1897. Here we have another example of early scientific romance that I think only Darko Suvin has read cover-to-cover after it went out of print.

He called it clumsy.

I can’t disagree.


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Cross-posted with Iatropexy. Thus the dueling theme songs.

We watch Doc Zone’s last documentary, Volunteers Unleashed.

Then…we rant.

Download the Podcast (archive.org page)

The documentary! (Video available for Canadians only)

Pippa Biddle’s blog post: “The Problem with Little White Girls (And Boys): Why I stopped being a Voluntourist”

Source of my theme song

Source of Marie’s theme song

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i.e, “This is why I don’t (usually) write fanfiction”, part 2. Also, there be spoilers for the book.

In which my mind drifts while reading Station Eleven.

With apologies to Emily St. John Mandel.

Kirsten found it difficult to concentrate on memorizing her lines with all the noise from the flatbed’s engine, the constant smell of burning gazzoline, not to mention the jostling as the theatre troupe made its way down the cracked and folded asphalt. Her battered Dover Editions paperback of King Lear was bound to make her carsick, but there was no time to brush up on her acting between towns otherwise; you couldn’t stop, not with the roving bands of ne’er-do-wells drawn towards the highways. The flatbed was a stage, a storage place for costumes and instruments, and a moving fortress.


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