Showing posts with label the scribbling art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the scribbling art. Show all posts

Thursday, August 22, 2024

FYI



















Research, photography, research, interviews, research, and travel, plus cajoling a major corporation into co-operation, and writing the thing, all while maintaining full-time gainful employment.

Plate: full.

Something has to give, so until we have more time, this page is dropping down on the list of Things To Do Today, for the near future. We shall get back to it infrequently as and when we have the time.

FTR, Kamala Harris is a moronic twatwaffle with delusions of competence, whereas Trump, despite being horrible by some measures, has already governed as the most conservative president this country has had since Calvin Coolidge.

Vote accordingly.

Either way, the republic, or what's left of it, is in for rough days ahead, worse than anything most living people have witnessed, and you'd best be seeing to your own affairs for when those days shift into overdrive.

Best wishes.

Thursday, November 16, 2023

Credit Where It's Due
























Though we understand the backstory rationale, Tam's blog quality has slipped somewhat since going comment-free some years back (which potential fate is the only reason we still tolerate the occasional jackhole poster here, at least until we spam-tag their IP), but proving that writing for a living hones the craft if you let it, she's still got it when it counts, which is why it's still a regular visit.

This genius-level turn of phrase in this sentence requires a standing slow clap:

Message Fic 

A critique flung at authors of fiction who get too polemical, first recorded in use against H.G. Wells, is that they'd sold their artistic birthright for a pot of message.

If you have the cultural literacy to see what she did there, you'll recognize that unlike a steak, that's both medium rare, and well done. And since we can't say it there, we offer it here: Kudos.