Tag: Ask Me Anything August 2014

And on the last day of the month, we wrap up with Ask Me Anything! August 2014. Fun round, as always; and equally “as always”, I hope to get more nifty questions next time out!

Quince asks: How do you feel about the series Dr. Who?

I haven’t really seen enough of the newer version to have a solid opinion, but what I have seen is fun, and sometimes spooky, and sometimes downright creepy, and often funny, and sometimes deeply emotional. The Daughter is quite the fan, although her enthusiasm seems to have waned a bit because she loved David Tennant and didn’t care much for Matt Smith. The new guy? Jury’s out, I suppose.

My main familiarity with the Doctor comes from when I watched the show on PBS, way back in the 1980s. Doctor Who is kind of like James Bond, in that the first one you see tends to be your favorite, or at least heavily shapes your expectations for the rest. My first Doctor was Peter Davison, the Fifth Doctor. Loved that guy. I also liked Tom Baker a lot, but Davison was first — I liked his blend of Doctorish alien weirdness and human compassion.

Of the current crop, I suppose Tennant’s my favorite, because I like the balancing act he does in portraying the fact that even for a being like The Doctor, who has seen just about everything, there’s still a lot of very strange stuff that can make him cock his head a bit and say, “What?!” in that wonderful Brit way of his.

Doctor Who is generally best approached as a show about normal people being taken on a guided tour of the weirdest parts of the Universe. At least, that’s my take on it.

The rest are from Roger:

Hey, new homeowner: what’s the best thing about owning your own place? The worst? Any buyers’ remorse yet?

Buyer’s remorse? No. None. After living in apartments for 17 years, we’re still basking in the glory. The worst thing is simply the fact that we can’t just pick up the phone and call the rental office when there’s an issue of some sort — we have to think it all through ourselves. But that’s fine. Having space to live and breathe, privacy, and a room for the books? That outweighs everything. I also think it’s good for us as a family, since we’re now no longer forced to spend all our leisure time together in the same room.

What thing do you do that you KNOW drives The Wife and/or The Daughter crazy, but find that you do it anyway?

Knuckle-cracking. I like to think that I’m not a terribly anal person, but there are things I get anal about, and I can really fly off the handle sometimes if I’m not paying attention. My tendency to underestimate the time it takes me to cook some meals by significant amounts. And my very weak sense of smell makes me a bit more tolerant, shall we say, of less-than-acceptable conditions regarding the cat box.

Do you think of yourself as sensitive? What meaning of sensitive do you think of when hearing the word?

I try to be. To me, “sensitive” means “takes consideration of the feelings of others before acting”. I really try to do this. I don’t want to be the person people dread having to deal with. Sometimes I fall short, but when I do, I almost always try to atone later.

Bats, the mammal variety: have you had them at the abode or at The Store? If so, how do you deal with them?

We haven’t had bats yet, that I can recall! The boring answer is that we have a pest control service with whom we are contracted. If we observe unwelcome beasties, we call the pest control folks and they show up and do their thing. Luckily, our pest control problems are very sporadic, and always of the “How did that thing get in here?!” variety.

Are you going to register your books with the Copyright Office? Why or why not?

Ummm…am I supposed to? Seriously, I need to research this. Do I need to register them? Anybody know?

When you read something, or listen to something, how often does it bring you to some totally unrelated song, or story?

Quite often. My brain is always making connections between things I’m doing now and stuff I’ve read or seen or heard someplace else. This doesn’t bother me. I like being able to make connections like that. It helps me find meanings in things, and I think it gives me a better background from which I can say things of my own. I make connections between unrelated things all the time. It’s how I’m wired.

OK, I think that does it for this round of Ask Me Anything! Thanks for all the questions, and start drafting some for February 2015! (And really, you don’t even have to wait, if you don’t want. Questions are always welcome.)

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Continuing the cavalcade of questions that need answering, as usual, my friend Andy McBride brings the goofy!

In the tv show ‘Airwolf’, Michael Coldsmith Briggs III is hiding the advanced helicopter from the CIA as leverage for them to look HARDER for Stringfellow Hawke’s brother in Vietnam. Now granted, we are dealing with the CIA here, one of the most powerful organizations in the world. Wouldn’t they use every resource they had to find the chopper that cost then more than $1billion to design and produce? I could sooooooooooooooooooooo see them finding where it was and no one EVER hearing from Hawke, Briggs and everyone involved EVVVVVVVVVVVVER again….. THOUGHTS?

I confess, I never watched that show when it was on. So, he stole this nifty helicopter from the government but then, while holding it hostage to get the government to look for someone, the government never just came along and took it back? Really? Well, I guess this is the same kind of logic that had the US government utterly unable to track down and recapture the fugitive A-Team, even though anyone who was trying to save their little family business in the face of threats by some rich bully could track them down. Strange! But with the A-Team, we’re talking a handful of fugitives, not a billion-dollar piece of military hardware. (And was that the only one they made?)

This is the same kind of logic that always had me wondering why SPECTRE, in the James Bond movies, launched such outlandish plots. I mean, this is an organization that can literally build a facility to launch space rockets inside a dead volcano! Didn’t it occur to anyone to just say to Blofeld, “You know, we can pretty much use our money to rule the world anyway.”

-OKIE DOKIE, this MIGHT get long but hear me out…….. Battlestar Galatica, the recent version, brought up a great thought. It showed the weakness of ALL MALES, Baltar, when it comes to getting it on with a REALLY HOT female, SIX. HELLO! He gave her the codes to ALL the nuclear weapons on the planet!! MEN have caused many sorrows on the human race throughout time for women….. Can you justify his actions in anyway??? I must admit, as a heterosexual male, I can kinda see him justifying it in his mind.

I think it was partly a man, well, thinking with his “Johnson”. I also think it was Baltar wanting to be powerful, wanting to show off that power. Baltar comes off as a man who is extremely intelligent, but also deeply insecure, so it probably didn’t take much for Number Six to appeal to his vanity and prop up his ego. He probably shared the information not because he thought it would get him sex, but because…well, actually, that’s probably a bigger part of it than I had thought. He was showing off. It never occurred to him that this woman might be someone he probably shouldn’t give that information to, and why would it? He’s the great genius Baltar!

No, I can’t justify it. That’s really what it is, and by the time he realizes what he’s done, he is simply in too deep and can’t get himself out in any way. He has to keep playing along with her, continually betraying his people, even as he is horrified at what he’s doing and clearly views himself as superior to everyone else while at the same time loathing himself for betraying them. Gaius Baltar is really a fantastic villain!

-Do you have an ‘OUT’ or two with the new ownership of the Bills? I have two, if that CLOWN Trump, everyone that would call him a savior just watch the 30 for 30 about the USFL and how he destroyed it, buys them or if the new owner moves the team after the lease at ‘RICH’ yeah I still call it that, comes up. Then I am OUT!!! I will NOT root for them…….

Heh! I honestly don’t care all that much. People who have enough money to buy an NFL team tend to be people so far removed from any kind of life that I conceive that there really isn’t much of a “likability” factor at all. It’s interesting to watch, though, isn’t it? Terry Pegula came out of nowhere a few years ago to buy the Sabres and “save” them, and then he started building stuff downtown to further cement this city’s hockey fever, and he was a hero around here. But then the Sabres fell apart as a team, and people decided that Pegula had allowed the poor management to stick around too long, so his star got tarnished a bit…but if he buys the Bills and pretty much establishes them as being here for many years to come, then I wonder how many more years of missing the playoffs they can turn in before Pegula starts dropping again in local esteem!

I do hope the team stays, I really do. It would devastate an awful lot of people if they left. But I really cannot get behind using any kind of public money to build a new stadium; I don’t understand why the team needs a stadium with all those bells and whistles and luxury boxes when there is virtually no big wealthy corporate presence around here; and I reject the idea that even if we do have to have a new stadium, it needs to be someplace other than where Ralph Wilson Stadium is. I live here and I can tell you, the current place is not hard to get to. But anyway, if disaster happens and the Bills do leave, my “fandom”, such as it is, will not travel with them. I will not root for the Toronto Bills, or the LA Bills, or the San Antonio Whatevers.

And if the team does leave, well, life will go on. There are a lot of fine cities out there that are doing great without professional sports. Being Austin or Tulsa or Providence wouldn’t be the worst fates I could imagine!

-What was the moment when you said to yourself, “You know, self publishing my novel is the way to go.”?????

Well, I queried and/or submitted Princesses for the better part of a year or so before I finally decided to go independent. I always kept going indie in the back of my mind as the way to go if I didn’t break through in the traditional way, and I think I’m fortunate to live in a time when that’s possible. Indie film and indie music (and, to a lesser degree, indie comics) have long had their own infrastructures and their own ways of getting the work distributed, but indie book publishing has been slower to take off, for various reasons. (One is that it took a while for tech companies to figure out how to make e-readers that people would want to use, and another is that print-on-demand technology seems to have taken longer to become a real thing than it had once been mentioned.) So I knew that Princesses would not have to endure its round of rejections and then sit in a drawer, either to be revisited later on when I wrote something “better” or just for me to fondly remember as one of my “practice” novels.

See, here’s the thing: there is no question in my mind that I wrote a good book. None. Likewise, there is no question in my mind that there’s a market for it. When I started writing it, three years or so ago, I figured that “grimdark” trend in storytelling and popular culture, what I call “Awful People At Work And Play”, had to wind itself down at some point, and that there would be a place again for storytelling that was not lighter, exactly, but…geez, how to put this…infused with light. (I’m sure that reads horribly, but I’m going with it.)

I submitted to the major publishers who still accept unagented submissions (and there are only a handful of these), and I queried every agent I could find who represented fantasy and science fiction. Why didn’t it get picked up anywhere? Well, I’m going to rule out the most obvious answer, “Because it’s not good enough”. Now, maybe I’m wrong and it really isn’t good enough, but…well, I just don’t think that’s the case. Sorry if that sounds arrogant, but it’s simply true that a lot of books that are good enough get rejected all the time. Hang out in writers’ groups online or read writers’ blogs or that sort of thing, and you will see article after article after article listing books that are now beloved which got rejected dozens of times prior to publication. Harry Potter is a perfect example — everybody rejected it, and it was only dumb luck that some editor happened to take the manuscript home and leave it out for his or her kid to find and read and come out later asking, “Is there more to this?”, prompting that editor to take a closer look. Good books get rejected, and bad ones get published. It happens, all the time.

Well, my book is on the long side. As an unpublished author, turning in a long book is a strike. So is the fact that its genre isn’t totally carved in stone — I call it space opera, because that’s what it is, but space opera isn’t a section at Barnes&Noble. It’s science fiction, sure…but given the style and the characters, it could be Young Adult…but again, it’s maybe too long for Young Adult. I make no bones about the fact that I wrote the book I intended to write, and no other. I didn’t set out to write a Young Adult space opera and then keep it to 80000 words or whatever. This is the book I wanted to write, and if I’m going to put myself out there, it’s going to be with the book that I wanted to write. As Jean-Luc Picard once said, “If we’re going to be damned, let’s be damned for what we really are.” But again, that may constitute a problem from the industry’s point of view.

(And in all honesty, “length” is relative, anyway. Princesses is long for the kind of book it is, but it’s still shorter than four of the Harry Potter books, and it’s way shorter than anything George RR Martin’s been writing of late.)

Even if I refuse to admit the possibility that my book stinks, however, there’s another that I do grant: Maybe my query letter sucked. There’s just no way to know, other than to have a successful query. Reading up on query letter advice was maddening when I did it: some agents said “Never include any of the writing from the book itself!”; others said, “Give me your first few lines, if you think it helps.” Some said “Never mention any other books at all!”; others said, “Feel free to namecheck books that inspire you, as long as you don’t compare your book to those.” And so on.

The problem there is again one of numbers. Just getting publishers to bite, whether you’re submitting or using an agent, is hard enough, but the query letter is tough as well. What you’re literally writing, in query letter, is a direct mail sales pitch, and professional copywriters will tell you that a really good rate of response to a sales pitch — not even leading to a sale, just to a request for more information — is about ten percent. Think of that: if you’re selling by direct mail, if you have a good letter, only ten out of every one hundred recipients will respond. That’s why direct mail companies send out thousands of mailings…but there aren’t thousands of agents handling books like I wrote.

And the numbers get harder! Consider this: I used a site called QueryTracker (which I strongly recommend, by the way — it’s an outstanding resource) to organize this stuff. QT offers lists of agents that you can sort and exclude on the basis of genre, so I was able to just whittle their database down to agents repping F&SF. Useful, yes…but there’s a wrinkle. You might end up with a list of 200 agents in your genre, but you’ll find that a lot of them work at the same agencies, and many, if not most, agencies have a policy where a rejection from one of their agents is to be taken as a rejection by the entire agency. If a dozen agents are listed from a single agency, and one of them rejects you, you’re not allowed to query the other eleven.

So, basically, getting back to the original question…after about a year, I decided to stop that process and proceed a different way. Did I pull the plug on my submission and querying too early? It’s entirely possible…but you know what? I’m tired of waiting. I’m confident that I’m not jumping the gun as far as the book is concerned, and life’s just too short. Get busy livin’, or get busy dyin’. Or as my Mom says, “Shit, or get off the pot!”

(By the way, here’s an announcement, for you folks who have read this far: October 1 will see some strategic leaking of details on the Princesses front!)

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OK, here is another set of answers! All of these were posed by Instagram users over there. One thing that I find really interesting about social media is the way there is some overlap, but it’s definitely not 100 percent. There are people who read this blog and with whom I’m Facebook friends, there are those with whom I’m FB friends and whom I follow on Twitter, there are those whom I follow on Twitter and Instagram…and there are those I only know on one particular platform. It’s neat to see the interplay and the different “feels” of each particular arena…but generally, people tend to be nice and open-minded and of good cheer everywhere.

And now, the questions:

Thoughts on Abe Lincoln?

One of the greatest Presidents, quite clearly…and I wonder what he might have accomplished had he not been put in a position where the only real thing he was asked to accomplish was to keep things from falling apart completely. On the one hand, it took a man that great to keep things from utter collapse, but what might have happened had he not been tasked with preventing the most negative outcome? And more, what might he have accomplished had John Wilkes Booth not killed him?

I actually don’t know a great deal about Lincoln, beyond the standard “American mythology” stuff. I suppose one day I should do some reading on him, because as with all things, the truth is more complicated than the myth. However, there’s really no getting around the fact that he was in all likelihood the exact right man on the scene for the job he had to do.

Van Halen: Hagar or Roth?

It’s been said many times that you can only be one or the other…but not by me, because I love both. In all honesty, I love both eras of the band, both the harder-rocking DLR era and the more poetic sound of the Sammy period. Now, if I choose to listen to Van Halen, I’m probably going to select something from the Sammy period, because song for song, my favorites tend to come from that time. But that preference is nowhere near strong enough for me to claim an overall preference for Sammy over DLR. They’re both different. To me, it’s like making PB&J with grape jelly, versus PB&J with strawberry jam. Different experiences with a lot in common…and both favorites of mine!

Heart: Ann or Nancy?

I can’t pick one. Seriously, I can’t. I see them as an inseparable unit. The two of them together accomplish something like alchemy. I don’t think you can really have Heart without either one of them!

When did you start writing?

This is a great question, because I can read it a number of different ways. For instance, “When did I start writing” can mean, “When did I first get the sense that I might be good at telling stories?” For that version of the question, I’d say, very early on…maybe even as early as preschool. I honestly do not recall a time when I didn’t like making up tales in my own head.

There are a lot of ways to tell stories, though, so when did I start to gravitate toward this thing called writing? Sometime in grade school, I suppose. The realization that I could take those letters and numbers that I knew and use them to spin tales came quickly, and I remember writing stories as early as first grade. My favorite assignments were “write your own story” assignments, and eventually I got to the point where I enjoyed writing stuff as a hobby.

So when, then, did I start thinking that writing might be a realistic career goal? Probably the late 1990s, when I started trying to write better and when I started earlier novels. None of those works went anywhere, although I did start piling up a stack of rejection slips for my short fiction, occasionally getting a “This is really good but I still can’t use it right now” note scrawled by some editor in the margin. I’ve kept at it pretty much ever since, sometimes on an “off-and-on” basis. There were a couple of years in the mid-2000s when I barely wrote anything at all. Some of those years are a complete fog to me now, and I don’t really miss that decade.

The final way to look at this question is, “When did I realize that writing was my calling/mission in life/the thing I’m best at doing and I should really just get about the business of doing it?” That was just a few years ago, actually, when I finally decided that it was time to actually write that story I’d been kicking around in my head for over ten years, the one about two sisters who happen to be Princesses and who happen to go out into space and have some adventures. I don’t know if all writerly-types do this, but I certainly have been known to sit on story ideas for a long time, whether out of fear or some notion that maybe one day I’ll be good enough to write that idea. I finally realized I was taking the utterly wrong approach, and all the nifty story ideas in the world are no good to anyone if they’re still in my head when my own curtain comes down. I started writing Princesses In SPACE!!! (not the actual title) in 2011, I think, so I might have “started writing” right about then. Or fifteen years earlier. Or ten to twenty years before that…or even earlier.

I think I’ve started writing a whole lot of times, to tell the truth.

More answers to come!

(And you know what? As of October 1, I won’t have to refer to Princesses In SPACE!!! (not the actual title) in that way anymore. I can’t wait!)

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As usual, I got some political questions this time out, and also as usual, I’m putting them below the fold, so if you don’t want to go down my own personal liberal rabbit-hole, you don’t have to! And remember, if you want to ask something, please do!

Roger asks: Is the problem with the Hobby Lobby SCOTUS decision that it restricted birth control to women, or that it reaffirmed the personhood of corporations?

Both.

The idea that an employer should be able to require his or her employees in any way to abide by their own personal religious views strikes me as deeply odd, and I’m reminded in any event that Hobby Lobby actually did cover the contraceptives to which they “deeply objected” for years, until the Affordable Care Act specified that they had to. Yes, I question the sincerity of their religious beliefs, and I also deeply object to their ill-informed and unscientific view that those particular contraceptives are de facto abortion pills.

Likewise, the fact that their objections only went as far as female contraceptives is pretty telling. I always have a hard time with people who object to contraception on any kind of basis regarding sexual morality, and yet who also seem to have no problem at all with treatments for erectile dysfunction. There’s a weird kind of cognitive dissonance here: we need to be able to help men have sex, but not women, but we also object to men having sex with each other.

Equally bad, though, is the idea that a corporation as a single entity has Constitutional rights. Where does this concept end? Can a corporation “bear arms”, and if so, what would that look like? Can a corporation require every one of its employees to carry (or at least own) a gun? Can a corporation vote? This kind of ruling constitutes a starting move on a path toward what seems to me a deeply flawed manner of thinking. A corporation’s “religious beliefs” is a concept that makes no sense at all — can a corporation be Catholic? How would that corporation take Communion? Does a corporation have a soul? What is so special about a corporation that gives it rights that, say, a club doesn’t have? If a corporation gets bought by a larger corporation, what happens to the smaller corporation’s rights? If Hobby Lobby gets bought by Procter and Gamble, whither Hobby Lobby’s deeply-held religious principles?

I noted an article that said that the US was one only a handful of countries that doesn’t provide maternity leave. Why do you think that is, not just on this narrow issue, but on so many topics from health care to the metric system, that American exceptionalism means that the US takes exception to what everyone else does?

I struggle with this, and I honestly don’t get it. America is the shining beacon, modeling democracy and self-government for all to see across the globe…and yet, we’re told that our government is incompetent and can’t do anything at all right. Well, that’s just embarrassing, isn’t it? Why can France and Germany and every other less-wealthy country on the planet get a lot of these things right?

I simply do not believe, for one second, that these types of things wouldn’t work here. These types of predictions are never true. We don’t lose millions of jobs every time the minimum wage goes up, and yet, every time someone proposes raising the minimum wage, that’s what we’re told will happen. Never does, but we always believe it. National healthcare will be a disaster that will ruin everything…and yet, we have quite literally dozens of other countries as counterexamples. The implication seems to me that they can do something we can’t — and yet, make that suggestion in other regards, and you might as well be questioning the cuteness of puppies.

When so many other nations are doing something different and better than we are, I stop paying any attention at all to people who argue that it can’t work here. Sure, America is different in some key ways, but there is nothing so unique about this country as to make the United States a total and complete outlier to any reasonable expectation based on results elsewhere.

So what’s the deal? Well, frankly, America’s libertarian leanings are holding us back. I find that frustrating, but it’s basically the way it is. I find it deeply saddening that the richest country in the history of the world is so behind the times in so many ways, and when libertarians tell me that a national healthcare system somehow represents a loss of “freedom”, I just shake my head. This is no kind of “freedom” that has any referent point in my mind. I have no idea how a Canadian citizen of similar economic status as myself is “less free” than I am, because he has his country’s healthcare system.

These questions tie together interestingly, because it seems that while we as a country don’t want government doing anything because it somehow infringes on our “freedom”, we are entirely willing to let our corporate bosses encroach on our “freedom” in ways that are more real and more limiting than anything government is trying to do. I, for one, am not interested in a concept of “freedom” where the degree to which one is “free” is directly proportional to one’s socio-economic status or position on the management chain.

OK, that’s all the politics this time out, huzzah!

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OK, time to get started! As always, Roger is in the leadoff spot:

What do you think is your worst vice? Do you just live with it, or do you want to change?

Either my tendency to swear a lot, or my sweet tooth. Definitely one of those two things. I tend to have pretty good control over my swearing, although sometimes I’m reminded of this exchange from The Simpsons:

HOMER: Think you can cut out the casual swearing?
BART: Hell, no!

I do try to limit swearing in front of people to folks I know who won’t be offended, because people are. But that’s only for the biggies — which mainly consists of, well, the F-bomb. Everything else — damn, hell, shit — those are all on the table. (Oh, there’s one that I simply don’t use at all, because it offends nearly every woman on the planet, and frankly, it’s a pretty mean-spirited word.) Generally, though, swearing is probably my worst habit, outside of my tendency to eat ALL THE SWEET THINGS. I try to limit that as well, but it’s all so good!

Oh, one more thing about swearing: I like to deploy fictional expletives as well, such as “Frakking”, and I may try to add more elaborate ones in the future, like Ron Burgundy’s “By the Hammer of Thor!” and “Great Odin’s raven!” That’s kind of fun. Or “Excrementum!” Generally I think that we give words too much power to offend or otherwise affect our emotional state. To me, just being in the presence of someone who is foul-mouthed isn’t offensive in itself, but it can put on display a certain level of unsensitivity that can be boorish.

I do recall one day in high school when I swore without realizing a teacher was behind me. The teacher yelled at me, right there in the hallway, for the sin of swearing “in mixed company”. Funny thing? The girls who were there were every bit as foul-mouthed as I was at that time.

And looking down Roger’s list of questions this time ’round, I see that answer knocks off two! He also asked: How do you feel about swearing? Is it that they’re “just words” or do words have the power to offend, hurt, et al? Do you have any euphemisms for curse words, such as Zounds or jeepers creepers?

Huzzah, a two-fer!

Josh asks: If you could be the captain of any starship in the Star Trek universe, which ship would it be and why?

I don’t think I’d want to be Captain! Helmsman, though — oh yeah, that would be cool. Or whoever it is that gets to fire the phasers and photon torpedoes. (Why is it in Star Trek II that Sulu, the helmsman, fires the phasers, but there’s a whole separate “weapons console” where the photon torpedoes are launched? What’s that about? Any why, on the Enterprise D, are the weapons fired by the one member of the bridge crew who is standing, and who is thus most likely to be thrown from their post when the shit starts gettin’ real?!)

Anyway, yeah: Helmsman’s where the action is. Now, which ship? Well, I’m generally of the view that the ships of the first six Trek movies are the niftiest. I just think they look great; the Star Trek The Motion Picture Enterprise, followed by the Enterprise A up to Star Trek VI, is my favorite Enterprise at all. The Enterprise D, from The Next Generation, is strange in that it looks fantastic from some angles but awful from others, and the Enterprise E is just too warshippy for me. It looks like the Enterprise A made love to a Star Destroyer from Star Wars, and their union produced the Enterprise E.

For this question, though, the Enterprise is a pretty obvious answer. I’d pick either the Reliant, or that tough little underrated ship from Deep Space Nine, the Defiant.

“Warp Nine, Mr. Sedinger!”
“Aye, Captain!”

Yeah, that would be pretty fun.

More to come, and feel free to ask questions still!

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Just in case you missed it, we’ve reached that time again, so Ask Me Anything! I’ll take queries via the usual routes: e-mail, Twitter, Facebook, or comments on this post. I’m already getting good questions, but there is always room for more! Any topic welcome! Ask things that are serious or silly!

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Yup, it’s that time again, and I promise I’ll actually get through them all this time. In the future, I won’t do Ask Me Anything! during months when I’m starting to prepare for a move. This time, however, no moving!

So go ahead, folks — Ask Me Anything! (Answers will come on the back half of this month, as always. Questions may be submitted via comment on this post, or e-mail, or Facebook, or Tumblr, or Instagram, or GooglePlus, or Parcel Post when accompanied by something nice, like chocolate.)

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