January 18th, 2017


Today's Discovery

We met up with my parents and Doug's son Trevor.  Supper wasn't impressive.  But afterwards we went to El Oasis, our favorite Mexican ice cream parlor.  (Have I mentioned it's like a little slice of Terramagne?  Which is why I usually drop my change into the tip jar.)  They had a new flavor: chongos.  Actual chongos is a type of cheese, but not salted like their queso.  The ice cream had a cheesy, sort of caramel flavor that we fell in love with.  Doug decided to double-scoop it with caramel ice cream, and eventually realized that this duplicates his favorite popcorn mix, cheese and caramel.   I didn't think it would have enough contrast, but it actually worked great.  So now the gansito has a real competitor.  :D

Rhysling Award Discrimination

For some months, the Science Fiction Poetry Association has been squabbling over the definition of speculative poetry, what qualifies as "speculative enough," and in a slightly overlapping discussion, the name of the organization and whether it should say something other than "science fiction." I and several other folks experienced in poetry and small organizations have pointed out that trying to force your pet definition on other people will consistently start arguments and frequently cause people to leave.

Now it's Rhysling Award nomination season, and the officers rejected a poem for not being speculative enough. Said poem was originally published in a speculative magazine, Strange Horizons -- which means the author, the editors, and the nominator all thought it was a speculative poem. But their opinions are irrelevant; the poem is excluded from consideration because someone else doesn't think it's speculative enough, people in a position of power that allows them to dictate other people's actions.

Predictably, this happened. Here is the poem, "I Will Be Your Grave."

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Hard Things

Life is full of things which are hard or tedious or otherwise unpleasant that need doing anyhow. They help make the world go 'round, they improve skills, and they boost your sense of self-respect. But doing them still kinda sucks. It's all the more difficult to do those things when nobody appreciates it. Happily, blogging allows us to share our accomplishments and pat each other on the back.

What are some of the hard things you've done recently?  What are some hard things you haven't gotten to yet, but need to do?

Poem: "The Day You Start to Move Forward"

This poem came out of the January 3, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from paantha. It also fills the "chance" square in my 1-1-17 card for the Dark Fantasy Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette. It belongs to the Calliope thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: This poem contains some intense topics. Hankie warning for personal growth and domestic situations. Highlight to read the more detailed warnings, some of which are spoilers. It involves trying to get over things without much luck, frustration with slow progress, awkward couples therapy, boundary issues, communication issues, whole magazine racks full of issues in every color and theme, impaired bond dynamics, negotiation and compromise, mismatched stages of development, and other angst. Overall, though, the tone is hopeful. If these are sensitive subjects for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before moving onward.

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