Resist; Persist.

Resist; Persist.

It’s been 20 days since the Women’s March on DC (and the World). Resistance is not futile, but persistence is hard. Earlier this week I shut down Twitter while trying to get some work done. Messages were flying so fast it was bogging down my system – and here I mean my computer not my head, although both may certainly have been true. When I turned things back on I was inspired by the stories flying past with the quote, “She was warned. She was given an explanation. Nevertheless, she persisted.”  These words resonated somewhere deep inside me. I know that part of what drives me is the desire to follow my passion while proving wrong all my detractors. That physics teacher I had junior year who warned me that I shouldn’t try and...

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Arisia 2017

Arisia 2017

I’ll be attending Arisia in at the Westin Boston Waterfront hotel from January 13-16. I’m waiting to see what Friday the 13th at a con has to produce. I expect costumes, people; Friday the 13th costumes. NB: trying to get back into blogging in 2017. We all know how New Year’s resolutions tend to go, but hey – Gonna try! While there, I’ll be presenting, trying to nab some audio, and generally trying to catch up with people. Here is my schedule. Drop me a note if you’d like to be part of this schedule! Friday, 5:30pm, Burroughs room What are the New Questions Science Fiction/Fantasy Should be Asking (mod) Speculative fiction needs to speculate, as changes in the world pile up thick and fast. News of these new developments –...

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Abuse

Abuse

I have PTSD. It’s from events that occurred when I was young; events forced me to learn first hand that sometimes when you go to authorities and ask for help they respond by breaking your soul. Some of you out there know what I’m talking about, and I love you for going through too many things none of us should have ever experienced. I survived as a person and not just as an empty shell because of the people who lifted me up when I needed it. It took me years to get past what happened. I won’t say I’m over it; just that it is now glaring at my back instead of standing in front of me and stopping me from moving on. I’m not going to go into any more detail than that. Don’t ask. I don’t need to relive it, and you don’t...

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Struggling for Work-Life Balance

Struggling for Work-Life Balance

Of all the questions people can ask, I never expected, “How do you get it all done?” to be the most common. I never thought I’d be the person anyone referred to when they said, “If you need something done, give it to a busy person.” I often feel like I’m struggling against a hurricane rain of tasks, and periodically a wind hurled cow will land on my productivity. Still, I’m somehow keeping things moving, and I have to admit it’s largely because I give myself permission to say, “I’m sorry, I can’t.” I suck at the whole work-life balance thing. I’ve trained people to know I work random hours that sometimes add up to all hours. Colleagues have no qualms looking at my calendar and adding a...

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Dreaming of success in an age of diminished possibility

Dreaming of success in an age of diminished possibility

It’s taken me me longer to get to this essay than I had intended. While I might offer valid excuses related to work and travel, that wouldn’t be the whole truth. The fundamental reason for this delay is I want to offer you hope, and I don’t know how. My first essay led to several people wishing out loud that part 2 would offer implementable solutions, and I just don’t have many (any?) to articulate. All I have is some really ugly truths and a personal hope that by laying bare our reality maybe wiser minds than mine can find an answer. In part 1, I detailed the three front employment battle that post-Apollo astronomers (and those in many other fields) are facing as the baby boomer generation continues to not retire, as the production rate...

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