Before the internet, kids who were geeks were pretty lonely. Take it from me. Geeks nowadays have vast networks of geeks around the globe with whom to connect. And science fiction is now mainstream. Not so in the early 70s, when I was on the precipice of puberty and discovered […]
The problem with reading novels while I’m writing one is that they make me feel woefully inadequate about my work.
As the national media was focused on all the ALS ice-bucket challenges, September was Mitochondrial Disease Awareness month, though few in the national press noticed. So I’m going to do my own meager awareness thing by repeating a portion of my eulogy for Aaron pertaining to the disease. Forgive my […]
Nearly twenty years ago, in December of 1994, Clarice and I had what seemed like a good idea, but in fact was a terrible one: we would get our friends Patty and Jon a cat. As a surprise. Note to self: giving pets as a gift is not a good […]
Yesterday I took the dogs with me to the cemetery. I had never taken them before. I stood at Aaron’s grave and fell into my own thoughts. After a few minutes I looked up and took stock of the dogs. Harry was being his usual Terrier self, looking in every […]
The Doomsday Book is a 1992 novel by Connie Willis that won both the Hugo and Nebula awards, the two highest honors in science fiction. This summer, two decades after publication, I began reading it and didn’t get too far. The reason points to one of the predicaments of science […]
