Organisms as we typically think of them are classified into two domains: Bacteria and Eukarya. There’s also a third domain–Archaea–but you probably wouldn’t know any of those guys unless you have microscopic vision and hang out in extreme environments like deep-ocean vents, or spend a lot of time looking into your own navel.
Either scenario presents its own special danger.
Domain Bacteria contains microorganisms such as germs and cooties. They are prokaryotes, with cells that lack the nuclei and organelles found in more complex organisms.
Except for The Dresden Files and the first Twilight book, which I reviewed here, I haven’t read much urban fantasy. Not out of any dislike of the genre–it’s just how my reading habits have unfolded over the years.
But I think I have a sense of the genre’s possibilities.
I’ve also never seen any dance films like those exemplified by the Step Up series. But after seeing a number of movie trailers, reading various capsule reviews, and consulting learned scholars, I’ve realized something…
Urban fantasy fiction and dance films have a lot in common.
Last year, some of my writer friends banded together to fight crime take turns writing an epic saga, The Octopus Knows. Each writer contributed a chapter on their blog, and together they discovered a harrowing drama replete with mystery and glittering pageantry.
My academic obligations prevented me from participating at the time, so I missed out on the fun. Now everyone is collaborating on another story, and this time I’m able to contribute.
As the universe itself is a rather structured place, it follows certain rules. This narrative effort is no different:
1) each writer must pick up the story where the last person left off and continue it on their own blog, and
2) provide a link back to the person who wrote the entry before theirs as well as a link at the end of their chapter directing readers to the next person on the list.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
Since going back to college, I haven’t had as much time to write as I would like. I take a notebook with me to school, and during idle moments before and between classes, I write what I can. Over time, it’s added up to quite a bit of raw material that’s worth revising, including six short stories I want to release as a collection.
But finding the time to revise all this material has been another matter, since it’s not as easy as whipping out a notebook in whatever location I happen to be at the time. I need, like, a desk and my computer and ceramic wizard and stuff.
And so I reach forth to summon my blog from the Beyond, where it has languished for too long in silent obscurity:
Earlier this month, the generally excellent Ellen Gregory tagged me in one of those blog things where people tag each other and stuff. I had been searching through dusty tomes of arcane lore seeking powerful knowledge with which to resurrect my blog, but the tag thing promises to be much easier.
It’s called The Next Big Thing–a vehicle in which we are to answer ten questions regarding our current writing projects, such as…
Recently in my college English class, the instructor gave us an assignment: write an explanation of who Psyche is in mythology and turn it in for extra credit. Since mythology and extra credit are like the chocolate and peanut butter of the academic world, I availed myself of the opportunity.
After surveying my handiwork, I realized the content would be a pretty good fit for this blog. My current fiction projects draw inspiration from mythology in general–Chinese and Norse mythology in particular. Exploring the timeless tales of heroes and gods seems like a good use of Writer Time™.
After all, what would these ancient stories be without the realms of perilous wonder in which they take place?
When last we journeyed through realms of perilous wonder, I unveiled my mad scheme to go back to college and get a degree. This summer I turned mad scheme into bold action, taking not just one, but x+5=7 algebra classes.
Each class condensed a semester’s worth of knowledge into a five-week period. While I was able to keep up with some fiction writing beneath that workload, unfortunately the blog languished this summer.
It’s the 21st century. Why can we not implant knowledge directly into our brains, Matrix-style?
When the incomparable Tami Clayton tagged me for the game that spawned These Questions Three, she also nominated me for the Versatile Blogger Award. As with the Liebster Blog Award, rules must be followed so that interdimensional beings do not awaken and devour our world:
The astute blog visitor will notice I already linked to her blog when I thanked her. I’m efficient like that. You should see my sock drawer–there are also pants in there. If I need socks, chances are I probably need pants, too.