It’s a list. Doesn’t pass for real writing, but this is all I’ve got right now.
1. I just binned a six-hundred-word bit of butthurt yammer over the Jackson Browne “Rebel Jesus” song. It’s weird. I loved that song for like 10 years or something and then all of a sudden out of nowhere I just…I think I hate it.
2. This weekend I got lost in a really wildly weird Science Fiction trilogy called The Bel Dame Apocrypha. It was both very good and really awful at the same time. The characters were compelling even though they were hugely annoyingly absurdly ridiculously flawed. It was awful only because bad things keep happening to these people you weirdly care about. It was also kind of frustrating because it was one of those worlds where the magic just happens when magic needs to happen to get somebody out of a tight spot. I hate that stuff. Don’t read it if you don’t like bugs, because this was straight out of the New Weird Bugpunk genre. People have pet spiders.
3. Twice now I’ve written up a book review for the Sunday review over at Book In A Bag and forgotten to move it into WordPress. I swear I’m losing my mind.
4. Spent a bit of time this weekend discussing casting of characters in the Star Of Justice movie. That’s that book by Robynn Tolbert that I love so much and won’t stop talking about. Anyway, Robynn said on Facebook that she pictures the leads as being played by Ellen Page and Rufus Sewell. That made me realise just how sexy I think Rufus Sewell isn’t. I just can’t buy him as anything other than a scheming villain. He’s like the kind of guy who would play The Master in old school Doctor Who.
5. Some writer wrote a big long thing about how awful Cosplay is and how all the hot girls who do cosplay aren’t really geeks and are just dressing up in costumes to be sexy. I can’t begin to say how many things are wrong with that. Of course we all know that there are women who do Cosplay now that Comic-Con has graduated from being a Nerd Party to being the place where Hollywood Insiders come to promote their new films. Every geek in the world knows that, but we put up with it because we still get the previews and great celebrity panels and it doesn’t matter to us all that much if some girl who wants to be a movie star thinks that dressing up in a bikini and Vulcan pointy ears will land her a boyfriend with connections. What bugs me most of all is the idea that we geek girls who are True Bred Geek aren’t hot if we don’t cosplay and aren’t sexy unless we fit that Vulcan Bikini Sexy stereotype. And yes, there are fake geeks out there. And yes, they drive me crazy. But still.
Sadly, I will never be a geek. I’ve never quite been cool enough to be.
Sometimes, to make myself feel better, I take the geek test, but I know I’m still a sham, even though my score is increasingly higher over the years. You still like me, don’t you, Katherine (no manipulation, or anything)?
2. Is that by Kameron Hurley? Hurley’s books are truly weird. Though I love all the religions. Except for the one that has men teach their sons driving, shooting, and telling the truth and eating kosher food. I mean, how did Zoroastrianism and Judaism ever get combined? Nah.
Yep. Kameron Hurley. Don’t get me started on the anthropology of it all. Just don’t.