Linkspam did a lot of filing today
Here's a couple of excellent reads on the Greg Mortensen scandal: Savage Minds, 3 Cups of Orientalism, and Zunguzungu has a really great roundup of reactions.
Scientific American on grantsmanship and basic science, and the inefficiencies thereof.
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This is the sort of story that makes me understand why some parents won't let their kids get on Facebook. ::twitches::
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Sandy Denny died today in 1978. Such a shame. Too many friends who tried/blown off this mountain in the wind.
And for a little bit of fannish content: this crossover drabble by Jedibuttercup. I liked it lots.
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So I've noticed a pattern in my writing, which is that, when writing something really long, I get to about the 3/4 point and then ... stop. Even when I know where I'm going, I have a very hard time actually putting words on the page. I can't seem to write around the stopping point, either: it's as though my hindbrain has decided that it's gotten too scary or something, and I'm frozen hiding behind a bush while the lions stalk the veldt.
... it's all very weird, and frustrating. I have successfully managed to stumble on, but at least once this resulted in a delay of several years before finishing the damn thing (and I've never been very happy with the final version of that one). Bah.
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In better news, my weekend has started. Yay.
Crossposted from DW, where there are
comments; comment here or there.
Scientific American on grantsmanship and basic science, and the inefficiencies thereof.
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This is the sort of story that makes me understand why some parents won't let their kids get on Facebook. ::twitches::
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Sandy Denny died today in 1978. Such a shame. Too many friends who tried/blown off this mountain in the wind.
And for a little bit of fannish content: this crossover drabble by Jedibuttercup. I liked it lots.
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So I've noticed a pattern in my writing, which is that, when writing something really long, I get to about the 3/4 point and then ... stop. Even when I know where I'm going, I have a very hard time actually putting words on the page. I can't seem to write around the stopping point, either: it's as though my hindbrain has decided that it's gotten too scary or something, and I'm frozen hiding behind a bush while the lions stalk the veldt.
... it's all very weird, and frustrating. I have successfully managed to stumble on, but at least once this resulted in a delay of several years before finishing the damn thing (and I've never been very happy with the final version of that one). Bah.
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In better news, my weekend has started. Yay.
Crossposted from DW, where there are
comments; comment here or there.