About intersections of disability, body image, gender, and family, I guest blogged over here on Body Impolitic: Our Big Old Crippled Crazy Bodies Are Political.
And there's a flippant book review on FeministSF of a sort of feminist action-cryptography-mysticism-conspiracy-novel from 1988, The Eight by Katharine Neville, at The pleasure of retro.
I'm enjoying io9 a lot. It got an instant community of good commenters, and it's got archives back to last October, so I haven't been bored on the internet for a while now.
I have been working on walking quietly around the house, and my enormous detailed obsessive bundle of information about The Orphan's Tales including a high level summary, a more detailed summary of In the Night Garden, and a glossary of characters and place names. (You can follow that link; no spoilers there, but the links from it can be spoilery.)
I'm having another quiet weekend mostly puttering in the house and resting and reading in bed. Saturday we had a Dragons game with action figures and a battle. Sunday I helped Moomin with his diorama and his book report on a book about a time machine and then in SF (dinner at Emmy's with Zond-7 and then helplessly watching him melt down with stress for a while, then we Planned Things and both felt better.) Today was very relaxed with more reading and computing and then one of those very harmonious 2 hour long conversations over chicken tacos and while driving... about class, books, SF, Scalzi, Orphan's Tales, Potter fanfic, our families, childhood memories, the nature of storytelling and anecdote. We're all back in Deadwood now; Moomin is about to give us a practice session of his oral report on the time machine book. We have all watched a YouTube video with Korean breakdancers.... thus goes my life...
My only complaint is that it's cold, rainy, my legs hurt, my knees are being horrible I think from the increased amount of walking on my less-spastic-but-weakened legs. Spring, please come!
OH... and I'm reading on Friday at Queer Open Mic at the Three Dollar Bill Cafe, in the LGBT Center in SF, with several other readers from Can I Sit With You? including international glam queen blogstar SJ of I, Asshole, and then the open mic itself, which is always entertaining and thought-provoking. If you're around, do please come to it! And... buy the book, which make a very good present for older elementary school kids & up, if you don't mind them reading some swears.
I commented on Squid's blog but will write it here too: if you hear virtual screaming cheers and wolf whistles tonight, that will be me!
Posted by: elswhere | January 25, 2008 at 11:06 AM
Your Body Impolitic post was awesome.
Posted by: cynthia | January 25, 2008 at 04:59 PM