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17th March 2005: Liberty (I’m for it)

Liberty is one of those things like happiness which comes along as a side-effect rather than as a goal. Liberty is a side-effect of people having lots of choices. You can see this in US history when there was a

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1st March 2005: Dydd Dewi Sant

It’s snowing half a ton — well, about 10cm, which on top of the old snow that was already there makes it very deep where it hasn’t been cleared. The sidewalks haven’t been cleared today, which makes walking like wading

Posted in Life as it blossoms out in a jar or a face, Whimsy

31st August 2004: Representing…

John Brunner died at Intersection, the Glasgow Worldcon in 1995. I always think of him at this time of year. The other time I always think of him is when I walk into a convention bar and half-expect to see

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5th July 2004: Old men ought to be explorers

I didn’t sleep much last night, and I was reading Anne de Courcy’s excellent biography of Curzon’s daughters The Viceroy’s Daughters (kind of post-research for Farthing) and it struck me how incredible it was that someone could be born before

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20th May 2004: My father is dead

Well, dead. And when he stands among the squeaking voices in the Stygian hall before the two dark thrones, then say for me he did me little good and little harm, let him pass on without bitterness but without vengeance,

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6th November 2003: Being able to talk about things

Thank you everyone who posted on my previous entry, I really appreciate the support and sympathy. I’m fine, and Zorinth (of course) came home without any problems and we had dinner and he told me way more than I wanted

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5th November 2003: Why I am brave

It’s November 5th, and I have let Zorinth go to see Pirates of the Caribbean on his own, and come back on his own. November 5th 1976, my sister and I were crossing a road, on a zebra crossing near

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18th July 2003: I don’t know much about Art…

…but you have to think sometimes. Names are weird things. There’s a shoe store in the mall that contains Atwater metro, called Alibi. (I hesitated over whether to say “shop” or “store” there. That there are two different words for

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25th April 2003: Time and history and how things fit together

I was once helping out on a dig in Greece. We’d start work early in the morning, knock off for the hot part of the day, then start up again when it got cooler. In the hot part, we’d generally

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27th March 2003: Lurid as some of them were…

“The events of my childhood, lurid as some of them were, contributed more to my sense of independence and my sense of responsibility toward others.” C.J. Cherryh, Cyteen 1988, III, p.24. (Scary Cyteen obsessive fact, I wanted to find the

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