Apparently Dangerous Jade did fairly okay at FC, where it released last weekend. I am chewing off my fingernails, since apparently reviews are meant to be emerging from the shadows of the internet at some point, and of course Dangerous Jade is going to start shipping with online orders. (I will probably make noise when both of these things happen.)
This week’s been quiet. The only work I’ve gotten done is on a short story – conventional science fiction – which is an emotional bitch to write. It deals with transhumanism, and in some ways that’s kind of like its own ‘fandom’, on par with the furry fandom for weird quirks and all. Granted, arguably it’s just a set of literary standards and archetypes and etcetera etcetera, but there is definitely this kind of unrecognised grouping under the sci-fi umbrella (which I think sometimes seems to want to swallow up the whole umbrella) fascinated with transhumanism and a particular version of how humanity in the future will cease being all that human. And I don’t mean the people treating that kind of thing as a religion – these would be the ‘lifestylers’ of this transhumanism fandom thing. The slightly embarassing crazy ones put to some other side.
Of course I’m sure I’m looking at this from a completely superficial angle, so, y’know. I can have a lot of it wrong. But something tells me someone who enjoys a ripping good yarn about some guy who is only debatably human anymore probably gets a kind of ‘Oh God’ embarassed feeling when some cryonics enthusiast corners them to talk all about how great the year 2500’s gonna be, one which furries know so very, very well from… other furries. @.@
I think my muse may have flown away. ;_; Hopefully I’ll get her back next week – I cant write this one miserable story forever.
