I spent the holiday weekend doing basically two things: listening to the new Lady Gaga and rereading Jane Austen’s Emma. The Emma urge had struck me, weirdly, just as I was reaching the gripping climax of The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, and I actually interrupted Larsson briefly to indulge it. I didn’t reread the whole novel straight, nor did I ( Read more... )

What unhappy truth, you ask? Well, I was working on a scene in my Spock/Uhura fan fiction piece the other day when a weird feeling of deja vu came over me. My (borrowed) protagonist, a man of dignity and reserve who works hard to keep his emotions contained in channels that will be acceptable to the community in which he grew up, was going to have ( Read more... )