Crazy…it worked! After reposting this to all my friends, and muttering arcane incantations under the nearly-full moon, friends started appearing out of nowhere. Some seemed surprised to be there.
Here’s how to avoid hearing from the same 25 Facebook friends, due to Facebook’s new algorithm. What happened to their old algorithm, by the way? Is there a used algorithm market somewhere? Can I buy it and start Footbook or something?
If you are reading this message, leave me a message. If you are NOT reading this message, leave me two messages. Tell me what a good time you’re having doing whatever you’re doing instead of reading my message.
Then, copy and paste onto your wall so you can have more interaction with all your contacts. Or your contact lenses. I’m not sure which. Copy and paste what? I don’t know. Be creative. And don’t use library paste. I see you eating the library paste. Shame on you. I don’t think that’s on the Paleo diet.
I don’t know what happens then. Maybe we all go bowling. People don’t bowl enough these days.
Harlan Ellison, 1934 – 2018
I had the pleasure of meeting Harlan Ellison several times. His writing continues to be an inspiration.
Oh, and he HATED the phrase “Sci-Fi.” Even now he must be screaming from his grave about that headline.
Harlan Ellison Dead: Legendary ‘Star Trek’, ‘A Boy And His Dog’ Sci-Fi Writer was 84
Writing violence
In Which “Writing Rules” Are Identified and Dismissed
Food and memories
The future isn’t what it used to be
It apparently involves dancing.
”I was immediately warped to a dance podium, where I started dancing, against my will.”
#Cockygate
A good article about someone trying to trademark a common word.
Why Every Author—and Reader—Should Care about #Cockygate – Jami Gold
Would-be writer, beware.
The things that serve us
Things serve you, become part of your life, and then because they are things and impermanent, the day comes when you have to find a new way of dealing with the world through the things that take their place.
— Maggie Stiefvater
Beware the copse
Lookout to Macbeth, upon seeing the English army is advancing on Dunsinane shielded with boughs cut from Birnam Wood:
“The copse is coming!”