Nature Narratives in Fiction & Photography
Since Syzygy turned just turned five, let’s keep celebrating eco-apocalypse science fiction with another story anniversary: Horizon: Forbidden West, (HFW) which came out a year ago this month. Why has it taken me so long to review this video game? Living overseas with an old American Playstation, I had to wait months for a copy... Continue Reading →
After ardent recommendations from several friends, I finally read Leviathan Wakes. The initial impression validated all the praise, enthralling me with parallel storylines from two distinct perspectives. Joe Miller, a detective on the crime-riddled Ceres outpost, gets assigned a missing persons case that’s more complex than it seems. His early chapters read like Raymond Chandler... Continue Reading →
The shiny black hardcover jacket winked in the sun, mysterious as a unit of dark matter. I lifted the book from the sale table outside Borders Books & Music and flipped its pages. Elementary particles...wormholes...the uncertainty principle...reading this before I head off to college will make me sound smarter when I get there, right? And... Continue Reading →
I haven't read an entire book in two days since devouring Neil Gaiman's American Gods (along with several gallons of lemon tea) during a bout of bronchitis last year. This time story, not sickness, kept me glued to my Kindle while my coffee went cold at my elbow. Can you blame me? I’d been eagerly... Continue Reading →
Assassin, the latest in indie author Anela Deen's Insurrection novelette series, might be the most absorbing installment yet. In this penultimate fourth episode, we finally get the perspective of Everett "the Albatross", a government killer turned rebel leader. Glimpses of his dark past finally come to light and some of the shadows catch up with... Continue Reading →
One of my earliest memories is of Jabba the Hutt. I can’t have been more than two years old, playing behind the couch while my parents watched Return of the Jedi on their 13-inch TV. Deep guffaws echoed in the living room. It sounded a little like Santa Claus, only...wrong. Peering around the furniture, I stared... Continue Reading →
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