I used to write fiction.

I have been blogging in a very intermittent and unsteady fashion for the last yearish now. Additionally, I have a few other spots on the internets where I post comments and such more than a bit. However, for the time of official blogging, I have pretty much stopped writing fiction. Every couple of months I look at my archives and see how long it’s been since I even edited a story or a poem, and it has been a very long while for me.

I used to write a lot of fiction. Even when I thought I wasn’t writing terribly much, I was still knocking out a bit of fiction here and there. But since I have become attached to writing nonfiction, I’ve found I cannot get back to the place that spawned my fiction.

When I wrote fiction, it was much the same. I struggled with nonfiction, rarely getting further than note-taking, much less actual intros or drafts. I should love to find a balance, and write fiction– there are so many tales I haven’t finished the telling of, people and worlds and places I long to return to and stand on the soil of, tasting the texture of another reality than the one I dwell in.

But I feel overwhelmed by nonfiction. There’s so many research studies to analyse and critique, so many laws to deconstruct and list the flaws of, so many opinions and views to put out where others can see and think on them as they will. So much religious analysis and apologetics to write. There’s a lifetime of nonfiction, dozens of books worth of material. I have gotten so grounded in the wonders of this world I can’t get back to the ones inside my head to write about fictional people and things.

Certainly, I hope I can return to other worlds than this one, but in the meantime I will stay here and get back to posting nonfiction on various topics of interest.

Since this is my 100th post, I will post a meme. I got tagged by the evocative Natalia, and so here that goes.

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring summer. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to.

REM- Losing My Religion
Front242- Headhunter
Elvis Costello- I Dreamed of My Old Lover Last Night
Cabaret Voltaire- 24-24
Sade- Hang On To Your Love
Bush- Mouth
Elvis Costello- Distorted Angel (Tricky remix)

This is current to the fortnight, which is about all I can attest to when it comes to songs I like.

I will tag Shannon, the Field, Joan Kelly, WOC Phd, Sudy, Problem Chylde, and Aaminah.

Shoeboy’s Law of science fiction series

Any sufficiently lengthy science fiction series will degenerate into sexual wish fulfillment for the book’s author.

The canonical examples of Shoeboy’s Law are the Dune series, which includes such things as Amazons from space enslaving the human race with Tantric sex and the Ringworld series, which pretty much degenerates into the hero having sex with bearded alien women (aka “rishathra“). Other examples include the Foundation series (in which the Asimov stand-in upsets one of the other main characters by having Too Much Sex with the sexually insatiable telepath character) and the Rama series, where the anal beads come out around the third book and one is left wondering how exactly they got into space with the rest of the cast.

Here are some links to wiki entries for the first book or so of each series.

Dune
Ringworld
Foundation
Rama

I will update this with other sci-fi series that suit if it comes up.