Losing Sir Terry

I am now coming to grips with the finiteness of Sir Terry’s work. He was angry the way Carl Hiaasen is angry, joyfully and tirelessly imaginative in his skewering of the people and causes and world-views I think are awful. We found the same things beautiful. Even his darkness was shot through with light, as if life was too strong in him to be poisoned by the urge to destroy the world that visits many authors of his years. He poured out love on the sort of people I love. We agreed on what was important. We were intimate in the very best way that an author and his reader can be intimate: he didn’t know me from Eve, and I had all but memorized his work.

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WWW Wednesday 3-4-2015

It’s WWW Wednesday. This meme is from shouldbereading. • What did you recently finish reading? Some months ago a member of BVC recommend Ghost Planet by Sharon Lynn Fisher. Literature has a long history of dealing with how we treat “the … Continue reading


Aliens in Hell

As a writer of science fiction, I found creationist Ken Ham’s commentary on alien life and the space program absurd and thought provoking. For those of you who missed it, in response to NASA’s expectation of finding alien life in … Continue reading


Writing Retreat, Part 3: Writing as an Act of Faith

As I said in my last two posts, I recently went on a writing retreat to work on my current science fiction novel, The Reefs of Time. There was an interesting faith component to this retreat. While the act of … Continue reading