Erk….

Wow, I’ve been neglecting the blog, haven’t I? Yes, I’ve been busy. No, I’m not sick. No, I’m not trapped under a refrigerator. Yes, it’s my usual reason: Momentum on the novel-in-progress, plus some very busy days at The Store, plus some extracurricular stuff like school concerts and a training class for the dee-oh-gee.

My usual regularly irregular posting habits will resume, I promise! And I know I still owe a bunch of Ask Me Anything replies. Hold on, folks!

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Bad Joke Friday

Some guy recorded his wife telling him a bad joke, and then made a video animation of the joke to go along with her telling it.

Oh, and she’s telling it after having had a bit too much to drink.

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Something for Thursday

Sorry for the lack of posting — busy week and lots of writing! But here’s one of my favorite Dougie MacLean songs. It’s about the relationship of teachers and students, and the way we learn by just being in their company.

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Something for Monday

OK, I promise that this blog isn’t going to be all-Nimoy-all-the-time, but after I got done collating the material for the Sentential Links post, I saw this on Facebook. As I’ve noted, I’ve been obsessing somewhat over the Glen Campbell song “Gentle On My Mind” for a while now, ever since I heard The Band Perry’s version on the radio a few months ago. Well, it turns out that Nimoy recorded that song as well, and you know what? He does a pretty damned good job of it. If your only impression of Nimoy as a singer is that “Ballad of Bilbo Baggins” thing (certainly the case with me), you may find this surprising. Wow!

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Sentential Links (the Leonard Nimoy edition)

Bloggers I like react to Leonard Nimoy’s passing:

:: I met him one night at an event at the New School. He was there with director Stanley Donen. It was just a quick “Hi, how are you” kind of introduction, but he was one of those celebrities where it was impossible to believe that it was actually him, there in the flesh. His face, as Spock, with the ears and the eyebrows and the hair, is so much a part of our culture that seeing him outside of it, as just a regular elderly guy in a suit, laughing with Donen, that face, that look, is so distinct that it floated around in my head as I looked at the real-life guy. I thought, “Now THAT’S the role of a lifetime, if it’s an after-image forevermore.” And he handled it beautifully.

:: I imagine it’s a strange thing to be a famous actor, anyway. People love and admire you for your having impressed yourself on their imaginations as various someones who are not you. Must be stranger still to be famous for one particular not you.

:: I have all of Nimoy’s albums, and while I don’t share his assessment, I do think that as a singer he’s a terrific actor. I don’t think they’re embarrassing, but they can be very earnest and Nimoy’s vocal range almost doesn’t exist.

:: This quote I found on Daily Kos is true: “We lost the man who played the first ‘cool’ science nerd… Maybe that’s why his death is having a bigger impact on many of us than we would have thought, until now.” As his last tweet read: “A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory. LLAP.”

:: Not much of an anecdote, I know, but it’s all I’ve got. I really didn’t know the man but if that’s what he was always like, I wish I had. (This is a great anecdote.)

:: To be honest, I think I felt more grief yesterday than I did when I lost my real grandfathers, neither of whom I was close with. But Leonard… ah, Leonard I felt like I gotten to know, and I liked him. It’s not the loss of “Spock” I’ve been mourning. It’s the kind, good-humored old Jewish man with the quick smile and the big laugh and the unmistakable voice, the lively wit and strong sense of social justice, the celebrity who seemed genuinely concerned for his fans when he urged them to learn from his example and stay away from cigarettes.… (Jason has to outlive me so he can write my obit. That might be inconvenient for him, as I plan to live to the age of 137, but them’s the breaks.)

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Sunday Burst

Weird and wonderful things abide….

:: I recently discovered an amazing photography artist, Michael Shainblum, whose work really evokes an amazing sense of wonder. This particular photo, from his Instagram, seems like it might have been cover art for an incarnation of my book!

:: This has been all over the place this week, but deservedly so. I love it when someone alerts the world to a rare natural occurrence, if only just to show that our world has so very many ways of surprising us. What happens here is that the super-cold temperatures in the Northeast have had the effect of giving the water in the ocean shallows a Slurpee-like quality. As the waves break, they look like something otherworldly.

More photos here.

:: If the music in Mary Poppins had been recorded not by a wonderful Disney orchestra and the practically-perfect voice of Julie Andrews, but rather by a death-metal rock band, it might have sounded like this:


:: Finally, as a final farewell to Leonard Nimoy, here is his wonderful intro to the X-Files crossover episode on The Simpsons.


More next week!

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Updating Progress!

I really need to make a better effort to keep new material appearing on this site, don’t I? Anyway, I’m trucking along on Book III of The Song of Forgotten Stars (unofficially titled Princesses In SPACE!!! III: More Spacier). This one’s been a bit of a struggle at times, because I had a very odd narrative problem to conquer that I hadn’t encountered before, and it vexed me rather a lot, I must admit. Now, though, I am pretty sure I’m on the way. As of this writing I have a draft of a little over 100,000 words, with my target first-draft word count being 180,000 words.

More to come on all that, but that’s where we are!

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Love, Logic, and Why I Don’t Write Dystopia: Some Rambling Thoughts on the Occasion of Leonard Nimoy’s Passing

When The Wife and I were on our honeymoon, one of the stops was the Boston Museum of Science. I’m always a fan of science museums. During our visit, we saw a movie in their OmniMax theater. I don’t remember what the movie was, to be honest, but I do recall a bit at the beginning of the show, when the lights dimmed and a voice sounded over the speakers, which said something like this:

Good afternoon! The movie will begin shortly, but before it does, we need to properly calibrate our theater’s sound systems for use. To do this, we have enlisted the aid of a person who grew up in this very neighborhood. You may find his voice familiar.

This was followed by a beat of silence, and then another voice said:

Hello. Who put the BOMP in the BOMP shoo BOMP shoo BOMP; who put the RAM in the RAMALAMADINGDONG.

The second voice, the “local kid made good”, was Leonard Nimoy’s. I think most folks in the audience recognized that voice before he actually said “This is Leonard Nimoy”; his voice was, actually, one of the most familiar I ever knew. Gravelly and distinguished, that voice was, and Nimoy knew how to use it, which words to emphasize and where to pause just ever-so-slightly for effect.

I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t aware of Leonard Nimoy on some level. More precisely, I should say that I don’t remember a time when I didn’t know who Mr. Spock was. I remember Star Trek episodes very early on, all the way back to the first house I ever lived in. Trek was my sister’s thing, but I remember vague images from it. The most specific one I have is at the end of an episode called “Friday’s Child”, when, at the end, all is well and the female guest star’s character has given birth, and observing Dr. McCoy making baby talk to the kid, Spock asks why baby talk is a thing at all.

A lot can be said about Nimoy and Spock, and a lot has been said about Nimoy and Spock over the years. Most fascinating to me was Spock’s arc through the six “Original Crew” movies, from his attempt in The Motion Picture to purge himself of emotion to his own resolution of the “Kobayashi Maru” test to his rescue to his work to put his own brain back together (interesting that no fewer than three major Trek stories, one episode and two movies, devoted large amounts of time to putting Spock’s brain and mind back together), and finally to the confident, competent officer we saw in The Undiscovered Country. In that film, when Kirk and McCoy get in serious trouble and are arrested, Spock just calmly assumes command and immediately begins the investigation to find the evidence to free them. Through that film, Spock acts with a calm acceptance that the truth will come out, that they will find the evidence, and that they will find it by searching for it calmly and logically. It is of a piece with his line in the film about the need for faith, to trust that “the Universe will unfold as it should”.

My personal favorite Spock moment comes at the end of what is certainly one of the very best Trek episodes ever, “The City on the Edge of Forever”. Knowing that if he allows Edith Keeler to live, the future will change and Starfleet and the Federation will never happen, Kirk stops McCoy from pulling her out of the path of the oncoming car. McCoy rages at Kirk:

“You deliberately stopped me. Jim! I could have saved her! Do you know what you just did?!”

And Spock — ever calm, ever logical, ever accepting of what must be — simply says:

“He knows, Doctor. He knows.”

Nimoy knows that he can’t express sadness in that line. He cannot express heartbreak or the awfulness of the choice that Kirk has just had to make, and all the same, Nimoy conveys that Spock knows these things. He knows these things, he knows that they are real, and he does not belittle them in any way.

Since I’ve no memories at all of a time before Star Trek, it’s fair to say that it — along with Star Wars, obviously — are the biggest influences of mine in terms of my notion of what the world will look like, hundreds or thousands of years in the future. Will we always face problems and struggles and very real difficulties? Absolutely. But I don’t believe in dystopia. I cannot, will not believe that there is a future in the offing when the world is wrecked and everything is in ashes and only a very few are living well while the rest of humanity exists in dimly-lit squalor. I cannot, will not believe that, and that’s why I cannot, will not write it.

I believe that whatever difficulties and challenges we eventually face, we will do it from a brightly-lit viewpoint where it’s always clear how far we’ve already come. I believe that when we take to the stars, our ships will be beautiful and that they will explore with grace, and that we will confront our futures with logic and science as well as warmth and a twinkle in the eye that’s always there.

Why do I believe those things? In large part, because of a teevee show and some movies that Leonard Nimoy starred in.

After his long and prosperous life, Leonard Nimoy now belongs to the past. But he’ll always be a part of my future…my “Undiscovered Country”.

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