Several years ago our clique, picture "Friends" on a much larger scale, was discussing God and the world, like we always do, when the math and history types suddenly closed ranks, and decided the only thing to do was sing mathematical songs, followed by the courtly songs of the worshipful high Emir of some place … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: What Age Is My Architecture?
What is it about breath that makes people so flip out they haven't got any to spare? If you look at the Chinese medicine 5 element system: wood, fire, water, metal, earth, add in the air from Earth, Wind, and Fire, and you get: our body's warmed-air-breathing plus blood circulation. aka survival. Cool. In, out, … Continue reading Dragons’ Breath, Writers’ Breath, Save Your Breath.
Yesterday, while working on how to kill a protagonist I didn't really want to kill, (although said prot. surely deserved it, the way I have written it,) which therefore meant I probably just wasn't ready to do said prot. in, which definitely meant more background detail in a piece that already contains egyptian pyramids that … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Elementary, My Dear Watson.
One of the literary theories I like most, and find most applicable to life, is that you can create an atmosphere by changing the pace of what you are doing. Umberto Eco was an expert at this- see the Name of the Rose. Real Life in those days, medievally-speaking, was considered a metronome marking (they … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Pace And Pacing
Yes, I know the title sounds like Groucho Marx , dressed in tails and mortar board, lecturing on the state of the union. But Voila All I really mean is the fact that: Way back when, like 1671 someone, like George Villiers, second Duke of Buckingham, registered a play he wished to be published. A … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: “On The Socially Influenced Evolution Of The Rehearsal Comedy- And Other Noises Off.” LOL.
Have you ever ruffled a deck of cards, missed your timing, and had them come flying down, fountain-like, on you and everyone else unlucky enough to decide to play cards with you? Alice in Wonderland like? Actually, in a much milder form, that was happened to me this morning. Only they weren't playing cards. They … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Coffee, Chalk, And A Mountain Of Cards
We have been in the middle of a blizzard the last couple of days here in Gutenberg Land- wintry white trees, twisting in the breeze, and sighing "oh why didn't I go to Florida in October," squirrels throwing snowballs at anyone who tries to get at their nut supply, dogs making the snow yellow so … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Death in Causton, Stars Hollow, and Gutenberg Land
I just got told it's poem day, and time to put the tome away, the serious words of Gunga Din, the sparks of Shelly, and Franklin's Ben, they want our words upon the web, In Tanka Form and jib jab jeb, with pictures we must deck the rhyme, and think but forward in half-time. A … Continue reading I Think That I Shall Never See, A Poem Task Well-Writ By Me
"I read the news today, oh boy..." Geek news. All about: an Octobot- one of those slimy wiggly eight-armed bots which are "completely autonomous." Completely autonomous? As in you come home one night and discover that instead of cleaning the house and fixing dinner, it has changed the locks, and is now sitting in your … Continue reading What Happens When An Octobot Meets A Flying Pizza Delivery Drone?
It's Monday morning here in Gutenberg Land. Time to report all the newest on the weekend Gutenberg scene. Not. Sorry. I find that formulation so bizarre, I sometimes play with it. Like to describe what I did with my long awaited long-weekend vacation. As in: Nope, Nobody dead, Like in tv movies. And nobody dead … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Not