Recently I noticed that I first “met” with all of the following BESTs at age 14 or 15 years: The most beautiful piece of music I’ve ever played: Pavel Chesnokov‘s “Salvation Is Created” (high-school summer camp concert band, I played bassoon) The most beautiful piece of music I’ve ever sung: Gregorio Allegri‘s “Miserere mei” (church
My daughter discovered Disney princesses around age 3. I had known to expect this. I read Peggy Orenstein’s Cinderella Ate My Daughter a year in advance. My daughter eased us into princesses: she went through an intense Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles phase 6 months earlier. (I told her recently how an insect or crab is
If this is not the only post you read this year comparing Beatrix Potter‘s books to Sex in the City, please share your blogroll with the rest of the group. Why is fiction always about people and relationships? I started thinking and talking about this question a few years ago. (I labeled it a “personal-intellectual
Daniel Rabuzzi (long-time HRSFANS supporter and SF author) has just posted part one of a two-part interview with Mike Carey (SF author and Vericon Guest in 2004), over at his blog. Enjoy!
One of the great parts of being a speculative fiction fan is watching reality catch up to and surpass one’s favorite authors’ imaginations — or just never take a step in that direction at all. As I’ve written before, I live in dread of the genetic-discrimination world of Gattaca, which I now fear may be
Posted here upon request from Daniel: Daniel A. Rabuzzi (’80, Folk & Myth major, Quincy House) announces that ChiZine/CZP (Toronto) has just published his second fantasy novel, The Indigo Pheasant, sequel to The Choir Boats (2009, also by CZP). Locus selected it as one of their “New & Notable Books” in November. Reviewers described the
Rolling Jubilee is about to kick off, billing itself as “a bailout of the people, by the people, for the people.” Other comments I’ve seen on this: Political Mojo post Nov 9 Slate Moneybox post Nov 9 Making Light post Nov 12 I like the idea, in some ways especially the “random acts of kindness”
I owe Elisabeth a massive apology for some poorly considered writing of mine last winter. I’m really sorry: it was thoughtless of me not to ask you directly first. A standard apology probably would have sufficed had I given it when it came due, but that was seven months ago. And culpability, like Rumour, grows
Oh, my. I no longer believe I die before Gattaca. This is frightening. The NYTimes article where I encountered this news has estimates from the study team that the technology could be available in as little as 3-5 years: whole-genome sequencing of a fetus based on only a maternal blood sample and a paternal saliva
