I've made it a point over the years to write by certain personal guidelines:
1.) I never write anything personal.
2.) I rarely, if ever, highlight any kind of technology in my stories.
3.) I leave my setting vague unless the setting is necessary for the story to unfold.
I learned guideline number one the hard way and won't be falling back on it anytime soon. I've had professors tell me they want more of my personal background on the page. I tell them it's there, just not the way they want. I made mistakes, I moved on. It's unlikely you will ever hear about me writing a memoir of my life. Ever.
The second guideline falls into my overall aesthetic of writing. I find that the stories I read that highlight or rely upon current technological advances tend to feel less
timeless as the years go on. In fact, some of them feel absurdly dated and laughable. A story should work no matter which end of a millennium it pops up. This timelessness is what I try to achieve with all of my pieces. I can t
Oh waifus. Either you hear the word and your tongue gets planted firmly in your cheek, or you’re overcome with irritation by its chronic overuse. But everyone loves a waifu, right? Well whether you do or not, wedding season is upon us. According to the popular Japanese anime website, AnimeAnime.jp, a June marriage is supposed to bring about good fortune for the union. In honor of that, they decided to conduct a Twitter poll to find out who would be the ideal anime wife.
The poll took place over four days and was open to both men and women. Out of the approximately 1900 votes received, half of them were from teenagers with the next biggest age group being twenty-somethings, at 30% of the overall vote. Surprisingly enough, the female vote ended up being 60% of the total received, but AnimeAnime did include a break down of who the men and women voted for into separate top tens as well.
Who was the overall winner?
I wanted to let everyone know that thanks to a great suggestion by @artedellavita
I am going to start watching the tag/keyword: bookclub
If we post quality content under that tag, we can create a wonderful community on Steemit.
General thoughts on that tag. Post book reading suggestions. Post threads to discuss books that you have read or would like to have a discussion on. I am still just a minnow, but I will be watching the tag, and as my SteemPower grows, I will share it to that tag.
For this weekend's reading I recommend some mind candy. Neal Stephenson provides a humor laden glimpse into a possible future where cryptocurrencies have run amuck and VR space is the place to be. It also includes a fun bit of linguistic history.
You can purchase it on amazon or any of the other book outlets. https://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_2?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=Neal+Stephenson
In the previous post, I said that I believed Plot to be essential to the telling of a story as the momentum of events help carry both it and the reader forward to the end. But I've had the pleasure of reading several books that were deemed
plotless. This may sound counter-intuitive to my previous advice, but I also said that if plot is not the focus, then EVERYTHING else needs to be at a high level of excellence or at least exhibit some emotional content that the reader can relate to.
One of the books I read in a seminar class was titled
Letters to Wendy's by Joe Wenderoth.
While an interesting concept, I wasn't terribly impressed with the final product. However, the lack of plot gave way to greater characterization of the narrator, a man who eats at Wendy's every day and fills out the comment cards with whatever may come to mind. While we don't know what the narrator looks like or even his true motivation for doing this, each comment card reveals bits and pieces of his personality throughout. Some pass
Eduardo es un chico coleccionista de libros siempre que tenía oportunidad trataba de buscar algún libro que sea único o de un valor literario importante, desde que era muy pequeño empezó crear su amada colección, visitaba librerías, ventas de garaje o tiendas de antigüedades desde las comunes hasta las que podían parecer un tanto exóticas.
Con el paso de los años su afición se fue volviendo una obsesión al grado de pagar sumas importantes por aquel ejemplar que fuese el más extraño, durante un largo tiempo se había dedicado a la búsqueda del ejemplar de un libro el cual se presumía había sido escrito por un mago egipcio y cuando menos se lo esperaba después de tratar de seguir las huellas de su ubicación logro encontrar el tan codiciado libro sin embargo cualquiera sabe que ni un libro puede estar sin
Historians have recently begun a renewed attempt to document the stories associated with various colonies found in the outer rim. The story of one such colony, Salvation, can be found in the journals of Duncan Streit, a traveller on the ill-fated Intrepid. Duncan, in his notes to himself, found himself stranded on a rimworld with two others: his son, Manuel, and a stranger – Zero ‘Maker’ Tachikoma. Together these three would struggle to find shelter and survive on a new world, gradually accepting others into their group.
While the first few entries cover large swathes of time with relative brevity (likely due to Duncan’s preoccupation with attempting to survive), more detail is gradually added as the colony becomes settled. What follows below is the first excerpt from Duncan’s journal, which covers the emergency landing, the founding of Salvation, and the survivor’s first encounter with bandits.
I’ll never forget the sounds of the ship ripping itself apart. The hiss of the emergency release
As far as I can remember science fiction always fascinated me. At the same time, I was never really fond of pop-culture due to it's impact on the masses. This odd combination put me in a difficult position when I discussed Star-Trek with friends. Being highly critical about something that I genuinely enjoyed wasn't easy. Although it is only a TV show, I believe it's message has a strong underlying political and cultural effect.
If one cat get passed through the cliche heroics, Star-Trek teaches valuable concepts about race, friendship, sacrifice, strategy and commitment. When I was young, I was fascinated about how the crew of the space ship worked together to solve problems. Every encounter with another species was a valuable lesson about something that was long resolved on Earth. Even so, if one starts thinking critically about how the entire show tied up together, the outlook, a
Join us for some laughs courtesy of the sordid tales of an ignorant order-following enabler of slavery.
Image is from Pixabay
Brainwashing Tool (smiling into camera): Welcome to another edition of “Interview With A Psychopath” here on BNN, your home for the mind control you need. Today we’re honored to have a rare glimpse into the mind of one of the lower level minions who make the New World Disorder possible. Ladies and gentleman, I’m speaking of that integral tool in our everyday lives, the typical cop. (turns to face a jarhead-looking, grinning coward in a black uniform) Welcome to the show, Joe Cop.
Joe Cop: I can’t believe I’m really on TV!
Brainwashing Tool: Yes, I imagine for someone as low on the totem pole as you, it’s quite the thrill. Rest assured, though, the global s
I'll say right off the jump that the writing education I got at USF was top-notch. My professors were more supportive of and more genuinely engaged in my work and the work of my colleagues than I've seen in most programs (other than the Philosophy department at UMKC, which was also outstanding in this regard). I've heard a lot of complaints about other MFA in Writing programs across the country; either they don't seem to care about their students, they don't care about the work, or the professors have a tendency to push new writers in a certain direction. None of this is the case with the professors I had over the last two years.
A young professor (I'm keeping names out of this blog) I had for a Spring workshop gave me some of the best advice for my style of writing. Basically, he said that doing experimental writing or anything that shies away from the more traditional/realistic work requires a firmer grasp of the fundamentals. You can't play with language if you don't understand how the language works, wh
THE SEARCH FOR INSPIRATION
When life takes you off course, and you find yourself wandering around, with no idea as to where you actually are – both physically and mentally/emotionally – it can often call for drastic action. It can require a decision, such as to embrace that new place and stop fighting desperately to return to the way things were. Or not. Who really knows, I'm just thinking out loud here.
I speak of things on a personal level. I refer to my own life of late. I was heading in one direction, but life sent me hurtling away in another. C'est la vie. It is what it is. Or is it? Again I don't really know. But I have to start from somewhere. So I am starting here. Where I am now. Not where I was. Maybe I will get back there. I will wait and see. Maybe I will end up somewhere else altogether. And
9화 궤도(詭道) (8)
티무르부카는 아주 어린 나이에 거세하는 바람에 그가 처음 원 황실에 입궐했을 때, 환관 중에 자신보다 어린 자를 찾아볼 수 없었다.
그는 나이가 어린 덕분에 어려서부터 어린 황족의 놀이상대가 되곤 했다.
다른 환관들이 처음엔 아주 힘든 일을 하는 것과 비교하면 상팔자였다.
하지만, 때때로 어린 황족들은 그의 신체적 결함을 갖고 심하게 놀리곤 했다.
어떤 황자는 징그러운 괴물이라며 심하게 매질을 해대기도 했다.
어려서부터 남들에게 심하게 놀림 당했던 티무르부카에게 그와 같은 말은 사생결단을 내자는 말과 다름없었다.
전백광은 절대 꺼내지 말아야 할 말을 꺼낸 것이다.
See below for my entry to @playfulfoodie's creative contest (https://steemit.com/marveloustales/@playfulfoodie/marvelous-tales-contest-number-2)
The prompts were two words:
I lost track.
The slit of light highlighting half of an old scar on my left knee reminded me like a sundial. I was late. It was 11am.
I followed it from my knee up through the dust. It did not betray much. I couldn’t see more than the tires of parked cars through the basement apartment’s single half-window.
At least there was light this year. Last year, my room was dark. Windowless. I bought lights to ward off seasonal depression, but they did not replace the sun. Winters in Montreal were long.
The florescent lights above my desk used to shine like half moons. I let them lie to me. I let the harsh blue light hit my face, closed my eyes, and imagined the smell of the ocean.
But by the next year, I had upgraded. Hadn’t I? I had this slit of light.
I got up slowly. I was stiff. I had lost track
Okay so this one is quite different to my normal posts and surprisingly it's about manga, which I as a 19 year old nerd likes to read a lot.
Hunter x hunter is a product of the lazy genius togashi ( Whose full name I don't know). This series has won many awards and just all out fantastic, in terms of world building, characters and fantastic. But there is a serious problem that needs to be addressed and it hasn't got anything to with the manga itself, in facts it's the creator.
Hunter x hunter debuted in 1998 has a total of 361 chapter so far, whilst one piece which debuted around 1997 with a total of 700+ chapters so far. ( Bear in mind that the author takes breaks every few weeks).
Now why is it that hunter x hunter has less chapters than one piece, even though it was started only a year before. It's because the author is lazy and couldn't be asked to get the job done.
Now personally if this was any other manga, this post would not have b
Watching the orange flames flickering his way from the torch one of them held, the rider reached with his gloved hand into his saddlebag's compartment. From between the two different devices it held – a spear-bladed dagger and an antler comb – he drew out the latter. His quick strokes defrosted the windswept mane on the neck of his horse. While he was in this dead-end corner, his mount’s revitalized appearance could exert more effect on his five opponents than him waving one dagger against them, he supposed. From his observations, every society, high and low alike, bowed to good looks quicker than before any king.
After replacing the wet comb in the compartment, he watched his stalkers floundering their way through the snowdrifts on the b
He is panting, not out of being tired but rather because of excitement.
He can barely hide the churning feeling he feels inside from the curious onlookers. Yet he must do what he can to attract as little attention to himself as possible or there will be trouble. Trouble that he must avoid to happen as much as he can.
His consciousness is flying back and forth between the present and the myriads of possible futures that his mind creatively construct.
He is in this state of half dreaming, when he heard someone called his name.
A bit flustered, Daneel gazed at the one calling him.
Daneel, you seem far away! Said the guy to Daneel.
Whats going on in your mind, care to tell me?
Nothing Daneel replied.
I am just thinking..., nothing really important, Daneel's eyes moving to and fro, trying to evade the eyes of his colleague. His fingers fidgetting...somehow he is annoyed that the pressure of hiding his feelings will not be very easy. He does not want to talk about it, in f
这个时刻，我喜欢坐在店门口的阶梯上，头上是大大的“好时光饭馆”的木质招牌，就这样望着这座城 市。秋天这个季节，木头都发出瑟缩干冷的气味，门口的那棵紫叶大树，是旧城区唯一的一棵树 了，管理者们说自动供氧系统在锡止城建立的那刻起，这种不结果的“无用的摆设”就早该被淘汰了。
Biotechnology: The manipulation (as through genetic engineering) of living organisms or their components to produce useful usually commercial products (such as pest resistant crops, new bacterial strains, or novel pharmaceuticals); also: any of various applications of biological science used in such manipulation
“Algae are the future”
This had been the tagline of Dr. Hofmann’s research for years. Over and over again, he had explained to people how important it was to direct money to the research of the diverse family of algae. Food production, energy production, pharmaceuticals, fertilization of crops. Algae had the potential to be used everywhere.
It had been the best day in his career when the institute had finally decided to fund his research on dinoflagellates, tiny single cell algae with an interesting characteristic: Many of them were predatory a
Racked with tortuous guilt and remorse, Dolores needed immediate reassurance that there was indeed a feasable solution to all this. The way she saw it, any prospect of permanent damage caused to James lay upon her shoulders alone. To burden herself with a lifetime of questioning as to her choice of actions was not the path she envisioned for herself and would fight tooth and nail to prevent it from happening.
The doctor glanced down at his watch before proceeding. ”Herbert had been experiencing these hallucinations for some time before requesting my assistance. He appeared gaunt, distracted and tired. I remember him vividly. But it’s my firm belief that James hasn’t reached that stage yet, therefore your decision to contact me now was a wise one.”
”I understand that, Doctor.” She said, compelling herself to regain composure at the same time. ”So what do we need to do next to save him?”
There was an air of hopeless despondency in her voice that the
齐亚平摇晃了一下自家阳台上面前的栏杆，感觉到足够坚固。于是从内屋里搬来一个小板凳，踩在 上面，双手按住栏杆，轻轻踮起了脚。他先把右腿高高的跨起，然后整个人骑在栏杆上，双手紧紧 地把着前方。待到身体尝试性的摇摆了几次后，整个人都翻到了栏杆之外。
这是那种老式工厂宿舍单元房的三楼。幸运地是，二楼那家人老早就用铝合金以及玻璃把阳台封了 个严严实实，这让齐亚杰实施的计划解决了最关键的问题。他沿着有着将玻璃衔接起来的铝合金边 梃和中梃匍匐。阳光照射在玻璃上打出反光，痩弱的他像只壁虎的剪影爬行在窗户之上。