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Reverb10: New Names

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New name. Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could intro­duce your­self to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?

As always, I am Germ, Destroyer of Worlds,  The One Whose Coming Was Foretold in Prophecy.

My name just isn’t epic enough.  I need an epic name of epic­ness.  Thus, the above. 

Failing the above, I’ll go by Max Powers.

Travel in 2010/​2011

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Travel. How did you travel in 2010? How and/​or where would you like to travel next year?

Mostly on foot, but some­times by car, and rarely by plane.  For a short period of time at Disneyland, by boat!  In 2011, I hope to travel by FLYING CAR.  IT’S 2011 FOR GOD’S SAKE, WHERE THE FUCK IS MY FLYING CAR?

More seri­ously,  I trav­eled quite a bit in 2010. I spent most of a week in Florida with Sarah’s fam­ily remind­ing myself that amuse­ment parks are the opi­ates of the masses but also see­ing a space shut­tle launch and some beau­ti­ful wildlife habi­tat.  I spent about a week explor­ing the splen­dor of Yellowstone National Park, tent camp­ing for the first time since I was in Africa. I drove cross-​​country to Columbus, Ohio to attend World Fantasy Convention.  And now, I’m back in Kansas for another great hol­i­day with fam­ily.  A good chunk of my travel has been to be with fam­ily, which seems right and good.

In 2011, Sarah and I are ten­ta­tively con­sid­er­ing a long month stay some­where over­seas in the sum­mer between her grad­u­at­ing from school and get­ting a job.  I would con­tinue to work remotely, of course, but would take a lit­tle time off to see what­ever the sights are wher­ever we end up.  I’m lean­ing heav­ily towards Paris, but London could be pretty amaz­ing as well.  Or per­haps Prague.  It’s too soon to say.

It’s also a safe bet that I will travel  to some national or state park for a photo expe­di­tion.  I’m think­ing Zion and Bryce might be at the top of the list right now, before they build a giant eff­ing cold mine right next door.  That will prob­a­bly be just when it warms up enough there to do tent camp­ing so I can keep the cost of going low.

Travel remains one of my favorite things to do, and thanks to liv­ing a remote work­ing lifestyle, I can do so much more of it than I ever did salaried.  Another thing I am very thank­ful for as the year wraps up.

Travel Day

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We left our hotel room at about 4:30 AM and am only just now sit­ting down on the couch at the par­ents house.  Our day was spent run­ning errands in Kansas City with my Mom, help­ing both par­ents pick out new glasses, and try­ing not to get killed in Kansas City traf­fic.   Today is going to be a blog­fail sort of day, due to extreme travel exhaus­tion.  We shall return to reg­u­larly sched­uled blog pro­gram­ming tomorrow.

Catching Up with Reverb10

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December 18 – Try. What do you want to try next year? Is there some­thing you wanted to try in 2010? What hap­pened when you did /​ didn’t go for it? (Author: Kaileen Elise)

I want to try to write my first novel.  We’ve been over that already.  I want to build my first WordPress plu­gin and my first com­mer­cial theme for sale on theme mar­kets.  In 2010, I mostly just wanted to give my first full year of free­lanc­ing a try, and it suc­ceeded beyond my expec­ta­tions.  Gobsmacked, was I, at how well busi­ness has been.  Let’s hope it keeps up in 2011.

December 19 – Healing. What healed you this year? Was it sud­den, or a drip-​​by-​​drip evo­lu­tion? How would you like to be healed in 2011? (Author: Leonie Allan)

This year, unlike pre­vi­ous years, saw the heal­ing of my body with my newly devel­oped mutant heal­ing fac­tor gene.    It’s been a real boon.  Just the other day I cut off my fin­ger while saw­ing through some really tough french bread, but it grew back in a mat­ter of hours.  It came on very suddenly.

In 2011, I would like to be healed by magic potions.

December 20 – Beyond Avoidance What should you have done this year but didn’t because you were too scared, wor­ried, unsure, busy or oth­er­wise deterred from doing? (Bonus: Will you do it?) (Author: Jake Nickell)

I really should have used my new­found heal­ing pow­ers to do some good in the world.  Fight crime, maybe.   Also, I really should have writ­ten more, but I’m pretty happy with the pace of writ­ing as I get back into the swing of things. 2011 is going to be a good year for all six of you who are fans of my sto­ries.  Well, might be 2012 when it all comes out.

I should have learned more HTML 5.  I will def­i­nitely be doing that in 2011. 

There, all caught up.  Now back to prepar­ing for my trip to Kansas to see the fam­ily for a few days.

Lessons Learned and Friends

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Friendship.  How has a friend changed you or your per­spec­tive on the world this year? Was this change grad­ual, or a sud­den burst? (Author: Martha Mihalick)

I sup­pose the friend who has had the biggest impact on me in the last year would have to be Paul Hummer.  Paul’s a great guy—kind, tal­ented, hilar­i­ous.  We have a blast play­ing games, meet­ing for lunch or break­fast, and gen­er­ally just hash­ing out tech stuff. 

But I sup­pose the impact that Paul has had on my per­spec­tive is that he’s altered my atti­tudes about reli­gion a bit.  Prior to Paul, I had grown very intol­er­ant of Christian reli­gious beliefs.  I’m not going to make a case for why or anything—but suf­fice to say, Mormons in par­tic­u­lar were a peo­ple who I avoided.  Any pros­e­ly­tiz­ing reli­gion is one that I had a strong dis­taste for, and in my expe­ri­ence, Mormons were kings of that.

So I kind of wrote off the whole group, in that typ­i­cal ass­hole human way that we do, but Paul made me real­ize that not all Mormons are bad.  Really, when reli­gious dis­cus­sion is avoided, I find them all to be quite fan­tas­tic people.

It seems like a small thing to describe, for some­one to give you a bit more tol­er­ance about some­thing you were intol­er­ant towards by being a great liv­ing coun­terex­am­ple to your mis­con­cep­tions.  But it’s been a pretty big impact on my attitudes.

I’m still pretty down on the whole reli­gion thing, but I def­i­nitely come at dis­cus­sions about it with more respect towards peo­ple with beliefs that I don’t per­son­ally hold.

Lesson learned. What was the best thing you learned about your­self this past year? And how will you apply that les­son going forward?

I learned that I am actu­ally capa­ble of run­ning a busi­ness on my own and the world won’t end and I won’t end up liv­ing in a card­board box from try­ing.  My appli­ca­tion mov­ing for­ward is to keep doing that, and to keep out of that card­board box.  I have more moti­va­tion to suc­ceed than I some­times give myself credit for.

P.S.: Thanks all for the birth­day wishes.  It was the best birth­day I’ve had in a long while.  Sarah knit­ted me a Yeti to sit behind me!!  It is so awe­some, I can­not tell you.  Pictures next week.

A little birthday break

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I will get back to blog­ging the Reverb10 prompts tomor­row.  Today, I am 33 years old and I am going to do old man stuff, like eat lots of fiber and yell at kids to keep off my lawn.

Come back tomorrow!

Appreciation in 2010

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Appreciate. What’s the one thing you have come to appre­ci­ate most in the past year? How do you express grat­i­tude for it?

I don’t know how quite to express the gratitude—I’m still sort­ing that out—but I am most grate­ful for the clients who give me their busi­ness.  I am not employed by any one per­son.  Dozens of amaz­ing peo­ple take a chance with me and their money to pro­vide them with what I hope is a very valu­able ser­vice.  There are so many peo­ple they could choose, but they’ve cho­sen me.  It really means every­thing to me. Without them, I have no idea where I would be.

I’m deeply appre­cia­tive in today’s world that I have a sal­able skill on the cur­rent job mar­ket.  This won’t last for­ever, and I will need to work hard to stay ahead of the curve, but my life could have gone very dif­fer­ently.  I feel so much sym­pa­thy for the folks out of work around the coun­try.  But for this one lit­tle skill set, I would be on per­pet­ual unem­ploy­ment, won­der­ing what the hell to do with my life.

I don’t know how long this ride can last, but I’m excited to see what twists and turns it takes in 2011.  And I’m so grate­ful for the oppor­tu­nity to be along.

Most Alive Moments and Cultivating A Sense of Wonder

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I should prob­a­bly point out where I am get­ting these writ­ing prompts.   It’s a neat project over here called Reverb10—I’m not sure who I picked it up from, prob­a­bly Caligater.  Anyway, on with the prompts.  Play along at home if you like.

December 3 – Moment.

Pick one moment dur­ing which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (tex­ture, smells, voices, noises, colors).

(Author: Ali Edwards)

June, early spring in Yellowstone National Park.  It’s 4:30 in the morn­ing, and Mike and I are dri­ving in his truck up to the North loop where we are told we’ll see plenty of wildlife pho­tog­ra­phy oppor­tu­ni­ties.  It’s still dark out­side, but as we climb the moun­tain pass, the land­scape seems to glow under the light snow and frost that has accu­mu­lated over night.  We drive slowly as the east­ern sky begins to glow as if the biggest city in the world lies just over the hori­zon.  The truck smells strongly of Mike’s cof­fee and the wet wool of my heavy overcoat.

We reach the peak of the pass and begin com­ing down a steep road into a val­ley dot­ted with pine trees.  The road up ahead is momen­tar­ily blocked by a herd of elk. We slow, and I roll down the win­dow, aim­ing my cam­era at the animals.

A low boom­ing sound comes from the grass nearby.  We squint, won­der­ing what is mak­ing the sound.  A sage grouse is boom­ing, inflat­ing its bright red throat pouch, right there on the side of the road.  Up the slope, we can just make out the shapes of a bison herd, and in the grow­ing dawn light, we can now see the elk herd has dozens of  new­born calves, hud­dled close to their moth­ers.  The light spat­ters across the val­ley, it’s warmth mak­ing a fog from the frost here and there.  The ani­mals breath hang in wreathed clouds around their heads, moist halos.  This is sacred to me, I real­ize.  Being here, now—the cam­era and the pic­tures don’t really mat­ter.  It’s deeply, prim­i­tively about get­ting close.

Anyway, expe­ri­ences like that, through­out the year, remind me that I am alive.  That the world is alive and teem­ing with amaz­ing things.

December 4 – Wonder.

How did you cul­ti­vate a sense of won­der in your life this year?

(Author: Jeffrey Davis)

I read sci­ence news. I read spec­u­la­tive fic­tion.  I travel to breath­tak­ing places.  I cul­ti­vate a sense of won­der by putting myself in front of won­der­ful things.  By get­ting to know won­der­ful people.

Truth is, the older I get the harder won­der gets.  Biology and nature con­sis­tently hit me with a sense of won­der, so it’s the travel that prob­a­bly helps me keep that sense cul­ti­vated more than any­thing else.   Sometimes, being around some­thing truly ancient, like Stonehenge evokes that deep sense of won­der as well.

As much as I love fic­tion, it’s the real world that aston­ishes me.  All the things right here around me, under the proper cir­cum­stances, can fill me with awe.

Like you, dear reader.  That you devote any of your pre­cious time to read­ing my work fills me with won­der and awe.  This is an amaz­ing place that we live in.  I wish I could stay here forever.

Some Thoughts on Bacteria with Arsenic DNA

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Word has leaked that today’s press con­fer­ence is about bac­te­ria with DNA that uses arsenic in place of phos­pho­rus in the struc­ture of its DNA.  NASA is fram­ing this has hav­ing broad impli­ca­tions for the search for extrater­res­trial life, but I am won­der­ing about the evo­lu­tion­ary his­tory of such a critter.

Is there an entire par­al­lel evo­lu­tion­ary his­tory, entire groups of species, that have evolved for bil­lions of years to uti­lize arsenic?  Or is this a more rel­a­tively mod­ern tech­nique.   Because it’s not as Earth-​​shattering if these guys turn out to be descen­dants of reg­u­lar DNA struc­ture crit­ters (I’m at a loss for good ter­mi­nol­ogy here.  They’re not arsenic-“based”—they’re still using car­bon as far as I know.)  The impli­ca­tions on the search for extrater­res­trial life is not so great if they still had to evolve under sim­i­lar cir­cum­stances, and this is just a case of reg­u­lar,  store-​​brand life adapt­ing to toxic envi­ron­ments like Mono Lake.  By which I mean, if the con­di­tions were always toxic, it’s pos­si­ble that these bac­te­ria would have never had a chance to evolve in the first place.

Of course, there’s another option to them hav­ing evolved from reg­u­lar DNA-​​based life or even in con­junc­tion over mil­lions and bil­lions of years.  That is, they’re not earth-​​based in ori­gin.  Alien invaders, liv­ing among us!  I sus­pect the early buzz would have an entirely dif­fer­ent tone if that were con­clu­sively the case however.

We’ll learn more at the press con­fer­ence today, I’m sure, and I’m sure they’ve thought through every­thing I’ve just went over.  I look for­ward to more details.  It’s pretty damned excit­ing stuff, but for me it’s just a con­fir­ma­tion of a gen­eral sus­pi­cion, which is that if it’s chem­i­cally pos­si­ble and con­du­sive to self-​​replication, organ­isms will find a way.  The process of evo­lu­tion is like open­ing 10,000 doors simultaneously—I sup­pose it’s inevitable that some of those doors, when not fatally trapped, will lead to some odd places.

What defines Young Adult fiction?

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I’ve been read­ing a lot of YA fic­tion lately.  I recently fin­ished Shipbreaker and I’m now on Behemoth. Obviously, one of the main things that iden­ti­fies a YA novel is the young adult pro­tag­o­nist.  But there seems to be some­thing else going on that doesn’t hap­pen in adult fiction.

Are prob­lems more con­crete, and less “of the mind?”  Is there more of a sense of adven­ture?  What are adult read­ers get­ting out of YA fic­tion that they’re not get­ting from more adult nov­els?   Sometimes it just feels like they’re the most fun, joy­ful books around.  Is that an illu­sion, or is it true, and why?

What do you think?  I’m really curi­ous about this as a reader and a writer.