But not like you think. The blog is titled Silflay Hraka (Translated from lapine to english, Eat Shit. It’s staffed by Bigwig, Kehaar, and Woundwort. I’m only just poking around it right now, but I had to make some mention of it. Hell, *anyone* who’s that into Watership Down can’t be all bad. (Post explaining exactly why they chose the name this way.)

Not wanting to spend $14 on Mr. Darcy’s Daughters (which is very tempting seeing as I just finished reading Pride and Prejudice, but I really want to try before I buy) I went looking for it at my hometown library. They didn’t have it. But I *did* find Crossfire by Nancy Kress and A Pawn for a Queen by Fiona Buckley, which more than made the trip worth it. (Two authors who I *know* will be worth the reading time.)

Let’s face it, there is a lot of crappy science fiction out there, and unless I really devote myself to the genre, it’s hard to just go into the book store and pick up something that isn’t going to be terribly lame. You can weed out all the books with large-chested women who are falling out of their uniforms on the cover (unless it’s written by Heinlein), but that can still leave you with entire rooms full of books to wade through. The science fiction section at my favorite used book store is bigger than the entire fiction and literature section. The fact that most of it is not classified as fiction or literature should tell you something. Let’s just say that I have been burned by quite a few terrible science fiction purchases. And this was back in high school, when I was still devouring Harlequin serial romance novels without blinking.
-Jessa Crispin

My god, that’s me. Right down to the reading of romance novels in high school (well, junior high) phase of literary development. Wow.

After waiting around for more than half a year, ALA finally has a new article up. A standards compliant publishing tool for the rest of us. This is of the good - ALA is one of the better webdev ‘zines out there and I was beginning to loose hope that the “winter break” was ever going to end.

Though I gotta say, as nifty as Typepad sounds, I don’t think I’m going to stop hand rolling my stuff. I am just way too much of a masochist.