<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745</id><updated>2011-10-24T18:04:59.952-04:00</updated><category term='serial'/><category term='free verse'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='childcare'/><category term='exotic pets'/><category term='novel'/><category term='environmentalism'/><category term='fantasy'/><category term='possums'/><category term='politics'/><category term='song'/><category term='insanity'/><category term='science fiction'/><category term='verse'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Writing, One Hopes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-2235621991658235136</id><published>2009-06-19T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:25:13.506-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Jimmy Carter and False Eliza Dushku</title><content type='html'>Jimmy Carter almost killed me last night.  The dream was rather complex, but the punch line was Carter driving this impossibly huge tractor.  I managed to get myself in front of the blades of the plow.  I was yelling, "Stop! Stop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter was yelling, "Where are you?" but he wasn't stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up with a jolt of fear.  I realized it was only a dream and chuckled at it before going back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next dream that I can remember found me at the local truck stop / gas station / convenience store.  There was this young woman there who was wearing a translucent white t-shirt over a black bra--an outfit obviously intended to attract attention.  I was giving her some, and realized that she looked remarkably like Eliza Dushku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to get closer to see if it was really she.  It wasn't, but she noticed me looking closely at her.  The young woman started talking about how politicians in office are simultaneously party leaders.  She walked me back to my car and told me to have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get dissed even in my sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-2235621991658235136?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/2235621991658235136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=2235621991658235136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/2235621991658235136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/2235621991658235136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2009/06/jimmy-carter-and-false-eliza-dushku.html' title='Jimmy Carter and False Eliza Dushku'/><author><name>Xenophon Hendrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993059147024069203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-8149758054967862541</id><published>2009-02-19T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:04:54.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to be Grateful About</title><content type='html'>I'm grateful that I'm not a dead alcoholic.  Given my nervous system, I could easily have been one of those folks who self-medicate to death.  I realized this at a young age, so as it is, I don't drink at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-8149758054967862541?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/8149758054967862541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=8149758054967862541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/8149758054967862541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/8149758054967862541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-be-grateful-about.html' title='Something to be Grateful About'/><author><name>Xenophon Hendrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993059147024069203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-855455533353477891</id><published>2008-12-20T16:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:19:18.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Sappy Love Ballad</title><content type='html'>I've been too long a man contented with near solitude,&lt;br /&gt;But somehow you have changed my solitary attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most persons make me feel a bit annoyed and out of place,&lt;br /&gt;But you are one whose presence always graces empty space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reading in the den while sitting quietly with you&lt;br /&gt;Is satisfying in a way I seldom before knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a hole within my life that you uniquely fit,&lt;br /&gt;And all the world is brighter, dear, when you are filling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And groaning 'neath the morning glare while trying to get stable&lt;br /&gt;Is rendered almost tolerable when you're across the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drudgery of this life has never given me much pride,&lt;br /&gt;But chores get kinda fun when we can do them side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not become the man that I once dreamed I'd someday be,&lt;br /&gt;But you fulfill my biggest dream by being here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a hole within my life that you uniquely fit,&lt;br /&gt;And all the world is brighter, dear, when you are filling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not inspired by anyone.  It's just some song lyrics, alas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-855455533353477891?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/855455533353477891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=855455533353477891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/855455533353477891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/855455533353477891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2008/12/sappy-love-ballad.html' title='Sappy Love Ballad'/><author><name>Xenophon Hendrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993059147024069203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-1741131476465685053</id><published>2008-12-16T12:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:23:32.642-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Sunder Our Lives</title><content type='html'>[Sung to the tune of "Sundown" by Gordon Lightfoot.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look who's on the stage with his Power Point&lt;br /&gt;As he tells the true believers time is out of joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunder our lives with your lies&lt;br /&gt;As you tell us that the world's in a sharp decline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunder our lives with your lies&lt;br /&gt;As you tell us that the world's in a sharp decline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Control is best maintained when the sheep are scared,&lt;br /&gt;So he'll assure all the peons they must keep aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sequence our lives to your whims&lt;br /&gt;As you tell us that the sky's going to fall again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sequence our lives to your whims&lt;br /&gt;As you tell us that the sky's going to fall again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can make a tidy windfall of some ill-gained gelt&lt;br /&gt;When he helps the U-M-C feel some faddish guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be without shame&lt;br /&gt;When you use your position to corrupt the game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be without shame&lt;br /&gt;When you use your position to corrupt the game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, his lecture's been received and earned a healthy net,&lt;br /&gt;So he'll head home to his mansion on his private jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunder our lives with your lies&lt;br /&gt;As you tell us that the world's in a sharp decline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sequence our lives to your whims&lt;br /&gt;As you tell us that the sky's going to fall again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be without shame&lt;br /&gt;When you use your position to corrupt the game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be without shame&lt;br /&gt;When you use your position to corrupt the game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-1741131476465685053?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/1741131476465685053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=1741131476465685053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/1741131476465685053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/1741131476465685053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunder-our-lives.html' title='Sunder Our Lives'/><author><name>Xenophon Hendrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993059147024069203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-2458614206062194753</id><published>2008-12-10T02:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:08:21.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possums'/><title type='text'>The Possum Song (Reminds Me of Someone I Know)</title><content type='html'>Being stupid and ugly will get you no mercy&lt;br /&gt;Even though you were born that way.&lt;br /&gt;You walk with a waddle,&lt;br /&gt;And snarl when you're startled,&lt;br /&gt;And your hair is drab off-white and gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Chorus&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a loner with nocturnal musings&lt;br /&gt;Is not such a swell way to go.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes our paths, though, are not of our choosing,&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of someone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kindness of strangers is highly unlikely&lt;br /&gt;When you look like a gigantic rat.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a handout&lt;br /&gt;You're forthwithly ran out&lt;br /&gt;By a guy with a baseball bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a loner with nocturnal musings&lt;br /&gt;Is not such a swell way to go.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes our paths, though, are not of our choosing,&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of someone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you get cagey and hide in the daylight&lt;br /&gt;And start sniffing around in the night.&lt;br /&gt;And then for your trouble&lt;br /&gt;You're smacked with a shovel.&lt;br /&gt;We opossums had better hang tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a loner with nocturnal musings&lt;br /&gt;Is not such a swell way to go.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes our paths, though, are not of our choosing,&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of someone I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-2458614206062194753?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/2458614206062194753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=2458614206062194753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/2458614206062194753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/2458614206062194753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2008/12/opossum-song-reminds-me-of-someone-i.html' title='The Possum Song (Reminds Me of Someone I Know)'/><author><name>Xenophon Hendrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993059147024069203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-3548042771994347327</id><published>2008-12-05T19:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:33:09.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exotic pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childcare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free verse'/><title type='text'>An Observation</title><content type='html'>Children, once they are housebroken,&lt;br /&gt;for a brief time&lt;br /&gt;make excellent house pets,&lt;br /&gt;but then they turn nasty,&lt;br /&gt;much like raccoons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-3548042771994347327?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/3548042771994347327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=3548042771994347327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/3548042771994347327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/3548042771994347327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2008/12/observation.html' title='An Observation'/><author><name>Xenophon Hendrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993059147024069203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-1309422193391355347</id><published>2008-12-04T04:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T05:00:20.299-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>That's Our George</title><content type='html'>I had a freaky dream.  I don't remember all of the details, but I had George W. Bush's dismembered body stored in a cooler (ice chest) in a cabin in the woods.  I remember worrying about the best way to dispose of the corpse, including feeding it to dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No, I'm not making a veiled threat about the soon-to-be-ex-president of the USA.  I really had that dream.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-1309422193391355347?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/1309422193391355347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=1309422193391355347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/1309422193391355347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/1309422193391355347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-our-george.html' title='That&apos;s Our George'/><author><name>Xenophon Hendrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993059147024069203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-2699965840145162766</id><published>2007-09-04T06:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T11:25:15.747-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><title type='text'>Review: Tales of MU</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Tales of MU&lt;/i&gt; is a fantasy serial. So far, I've read books one and two, and at the time of this writing, book three is coming out in regular installments.  This is one of the most enjoyable Web serials I have yet read; it might be the best.  The writing style is smooth and clean and at a professional level of competence. The characters are likable and pleasurable to follow. The storyline has some "adult" situations, but those situations are not the reason for the storyline.  In other words, the tale has the occasional erotic scene, but overall it is not erotica.  There is a lot of humor in the narrative, but again, it isn't a comedy.  The closest brief description is probably fantasy bildungsroman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character and narrator is a young woman attending a university for the first time after being reared in a small town by a strict grandmother.  It is not an original concept, but most fiction concepts aren't, and the author handles it skillfully and keeps the reader wanting to find out what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author is unafraid to tackle heavy themes--free will, freedom of choice, nontraditional lifestyles, sexual morality, et cetera--but does it in a light-handed manner that leaves the reader feeling unpummeled.  No side in a complex dispute is ever declared all right and the other all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting is a prestigious public university apparently located in the fantasy analog of the contemporary United States.  The technology of the society is powered by magic, and our high technology is considered fantasy.  (The author has not yet explained how legends of science have entered the setting's culture.) Equivalents of the Internet, telephones, recreational pharmaceuticals, mass transit, and Wal-Mart exist.  Weaponry, though, seems to rely on muscle power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it looks as if all of the popular intelligent races from mythology and fantasy fiction--elves, dwarves, nymphs, giants, and so on--are assumed to exist, and many can crossbreed with humans.  Again, the concept isn't original, but it is well handled.  Many of the in-jokes are based on Dungeons-and-Dragons style fantasy role-playing games.  Humans apparently are the dominant race, and racism is a running theme, but like the author's other difficult subjects, it is deftly handled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is not for everyone.  Obviously, a reader who does not like fantasy will have little use for the serial.  Be aware that it is a serial in every sense of the word, and the pace is slow by the internal clock of the story.  I have probably read more than a hundred thousand words of the narrative, and I don't believe two-weeks of story time have yet passed.  Readers who read to get to the end, therefore, will hate it.  For all I know, the author does not yet have an end in mind.  On the other hand, the protagonist and her new friends are undergoing so many personal changes that the pace does not feel slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to beware of is that sexual self-discovery is one of the themes.  Some of the characters, college freshmen on their own for the first time, are exploring lesbianism and bisexuality.  An important character is transgendered.  BDSM, mostly light, is an ongoing topic.  The sex scenes aren't especially graphic, but they aren't just glossed over, either.  Harry Potter this ain't.  Readers looking for stroke material, however, will doubtless find too much story in between sex scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that fantasy readers not put off by the above warnings give the serial a try.  Those who have been burned by infrequently updated installments of other Web serials need not fear.  The author is one of those fortunate souls blessed with a high writing speed and is turning out, roughly, an impressive ten thousand words of lucid prose per week.  Recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall website is &lt;a href="http://www.talesofmu.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the narrative can be found &lt;a href="http://www.talesofmu.com/story/?p=3#more-3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-2699965840145162766?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/2699965840145162766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=2699965840145162766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/2699965840145162766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/2699965840145162766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2007/09/review-tales-of-mu.html' title='Review: Tales of MU'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-1642102522114904094</id><published>2007-06-16T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T16:21:37.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Science Fiction vs. Fantasy</title><content type='html'>Most of the distinction between fantasy and SF is the I-know-it-when-I-see-it type.  The technical distinction that some have proposed is that science fiction doesn't break any known physical laws.  Unfortunately, most of the stuff that gets classified as science fiction does break known physical laws, and the authors knew it when they wrote it.  That includes such big-name writers as Heinlein, Asimov, and Niven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the real-world distinction that writers, publishers, and readers use is that if it contains elves, swords, unrationalized magic (unexplained by psi, or something), vampires, or dragons, it is fantasy.  That is why the vast majority of readers consider Pern and &lt;i&gt;Glory Road&lt;/i&gt; fantasy, even though they are given SFnal rationalizations.  If it contains space ships, time travel (but no other magic, other than FTL), techno-babble, or alternate history, it is science fiction.  If it has swords and space ships, it is science fantasy (or space fantasy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to consider SF and fantasy to be separate branches of a larger category called "speculative fiction," but considering what I have written above, as time has passed I have concluded that SF, technically, is actually a subcategory of fantasy and that speculative fiction and fantasy, properly understood, are the same thing.  Fantasy is merely any type of fiction that does not take the real world, either past or present, as a starting assumption.  Magic realism is also a branch of fantasy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-1642102522114904094?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/1642102522114904094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=1642102522114904094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/1642102522114904094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/1642102522114904094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2007/06/science-fiction-vs-fantasy.html' title='Science Fiction vs. Fantasy'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-7160572117821132273</id><published>2007-03-14T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:16:49.935-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environmentalism'/><title type='text'>Environmentalism Considered as a Death Cult</title><content type='html'>I am about to make a series of massive generalities, but I think they are reasonable generalities.  They can be nit-picked, and counterexamples are easily found.  Nevertheless, I believe they contain more truth than falsehood.  Taken together, these generalities imply that the typical self-described environmentalist is a &lt;i&gt;de facto&lt;/i&gt; member of a death cult, although he might not consciously realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, what do environmentalists say they want?  As far as I can discern, they want, one, to prevent environmental disaster, as illustrated by the global-warming scare.  Two, they want a cleaner environment.  Three, they want to preserve and/or increase wilderness areas.  Four, they want to preserve and/or increase endangered species.  Five, they want to conserve natural resources.  So far, in broad outline, they don't appear to want anything that most persons would find unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problems come in when one starts looking at the details of the things they promote and oppose.  They are, in general, against such things as nuclear energy, genetic engineering, and new construction.  They are for such things as organic farming, muscle power, and renewable fuels and energy sources.  They also seem to have a reflexive antipathy to heavy industry.  Taken together, their policy recommendations are in direct opposition to their stated broad goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider their opposition to nuclear power.  Nuclear power is clean, nearly pollution free, and thus promotes the goal of a cleaner environment.  It requires less mining than coal, so it promotes the goal of preserving and increasing wilderness areas, which helps preserve endangered species.  It isn't precisely renewable, but we know how to make breeder reactors, so it has the potential to be plentiful, nay, bounteous, for centuries.  This would allow for nuclear energy to substitute for less renewable energy sources, such as fossil fuels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone reading this might object the nuclear power fails in the first stated goal, that it is the source of a potential environmental catastrophe.  The Chernobyl disaster comes to mind.  Chernobyl was a poorly designed Soviet-era plant.  No First World nation builds plants that way.  Chernobyl is a red herring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Three Mile Island?  Three Mile Island wasn't a disaster.  It was a scare.  Furthermore, since that time, the design of nuclear power plants has been improved, so they are even safer.  Three Mile Island is a red herring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things in modern life have a potential for disaster, for instance, air travel.  We have all seen what happens when a large jet hits a tall building.  As another example, a few chemical factories have blown up.  The news regularly has examples.  One needs to understand that they are evidence that human beings often screw up.  The fact is that we are healthier, wealthier, and longer lived that at any time in history, and the progressive trend appears to be continuing.  Sometimes our technology and industry turn and bite us, but it is clear that the tradeoff has been well worth it.  We can and should be constantly looking for ways to make things safer and better--and the record shows that such is the general trend--but bans and near bans, as has been the fate of nuclear energy in the United States--are foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the problem of nuclear waste?  What about it?  It is a solved problem.  Put the waste in a dry, geologically stable place for a while.  Even generating all of our energy in nuclear reactors wouldn't produce that much of it--nuclear fuel is concentrated stuff--so it easily could all go into the same storage facility.  And that "while" I just mentioned isn't the many "thousands of years" that environmentalists rant about.  The rule is that the more radioactive something is, the faster it decays.  The high-level wastes have short half-lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that when someone says &lt;i&gt;nuclear&lt;/i&gt;, environmentalists have the tendency to reply with &lt;i&gt;wind&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;solar&lt;/i&gt;.  There is nothing inherently bad about wind power and ground-based solar power, but they are expensive and intermittent.  Because they are expensive, most people will not use them voluntarily unless they necessarily need an off-grid electricity source.  Because they are intermittent, they can't serve as the baseline power that our industrial and technological society counts upon.  Also note, in passing, that wind farms cover a lot of area, which is in direct conflict with the goal of preserving and expanding wilderness.  &lt;i&gt;Wind&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;solar&lt;/i&gt; when spoken by environmentalists are closer to being shibboleths than they are to being serious policy recommendations, which supports my contention that environmentalism is a cult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real-world alternative to nuclear energy is coal.  The United States, because nuclear hysteria stopped the construction of new nuclear power plants, has been turning increasingly to coal.  No doubt about it, coal is polluting.  Because it isn't all that energy dense, a whole lot of it must be mined, which implies lots of ugly strip mines.  It seems, then, that the environmentalist loathing of nuclear energy is particularly self-defeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have seen that typical environmentalists are against one of the best things available for achieving their stated goals.  Next, consider genetic engineering.  Genetic engineering has the potential to reduce the need for fertilizers and pesticides, two things that environmentalists tend not to like.  Reducing the need for fertilizers conserves petroleum, which is the primary chemical feedstock for them.  By creating more productive crops, genetic engineering reduces the need for farmland, which increases the land available for wilderness and wildlife.  By creating faster-growing livestock, it again reduces the need for farmland by reducing the need for animal feed.  Furthermore, more advanced genetically engineered organisms can produce some of the chemicals we currently derive from petroleum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genetic engineering, therefore, can aid in the accomplishment of all of environmentalism's stated goals, yet what one tends to hear from them is such fear mongering as the call for mandatory labeling and epithets such as "frankenfood."  Mandatory labeling on first glance looks reasonable.  Why shouldn't people be told what they are eating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with mandatory labeling is that it currently applies to things that are dangerous.  We put warning labels on tobacco and concrete cleaner.  If we start slapping them on genetically modified food, the typical consumer will, not unreasonably, conclude that there must be something dangerous about it.  The environmental leadership, at least, realizes this.  They want to spread fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obvious objection to their plan is that genetically modified food is safe.  So what if genes from beans get put into corn, genes from fish get put into tomatoes, and genes from carrots get put into rice?  We already eat beans, fish, and carrots.  Nevertheless, just to make completely sure, the new foods are tested for safety.  There is nothing wrong with genetically altered food and a whole lot right with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if some of the new crops escape into the wild?  This is another red herring.  All of our major agricultural crops have undergone extensive selective breeding.  They are nothing like their wild counterparts.  I am sure that our crops also occasionally grow wild.  So what?  It has caused no disasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again we observe that typical environmentalists are against a technology that would help them accomplish their stated goals.  Next, let us look at one of the things they like: organic farming.  At one time, all farming was organic.  Yields were much lower.  Even though the population of the earth was much smaller, famines and malnutrition were common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great leap in agricultural production, called the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green_revolution"&gt;Green Revolution&lt;/a&gt;, started in the 1940s.  The population of the earth in 1940 was about &lt;a href="http://www.census.gov/ipc/www/worldhis.html"&gt;2.3 billion&lt;/a&gt;.  At this point, one may begin to discern where the &lt;i&gt;death&lt;/i&gt; part of the label &lt;i&gt;death cult&lt;/i&gt; originates, for the mortality would be tremendous if the world switched to organic farming.  The world population might not fall all the way to 2.3 billion, because we have better crops nowadays, but a die-off in the 50% range ought to be a reasonable estimate.  Of course, people wouldn't just quietly die, they would first eat everything they could find and put as much land as they could into production.  This, no doubt, would be wonderful for the wilderness areas and wildlife the environmentalists want to protect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organic farming is for hobbyists and a few farmers selling overpriced produce to those with more money than they can use productively.  Again, we see the promoted policies of the environmentalists in direct opposition to their claimed goals.  In truth, &lt;i&gt;organic farming&lt;/i&gt; is another shibboleth.  The average environmentalist hasn't actually considered the ramifications of its widespread adoption, but the words separate the in-group from the out-group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the typical environmentalist might say that we could use organic farming, protect more wilderness, construct fewer buildings, reduce our use of nonrenewable resources, and so on while not needing such evil technology as nuclear energy and genetic engineering if only the human population was much lower than it is today.  It seems obvious this contention is true, but how can world population be reduced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This strikes me as a nontrivial problem.  Unless it is done accidentally by, say, a large meteor striking Earth, world population can either be reduced by force or it can be reduced voluntarily.  Using force would require either mass murder beyond the scale of a Hitler or Stalin or a type of totalitarianism not seen in the darkest days of the USSR.  (Even a government as ruthless as China's has not been able to completely enforce its one-child rule.)  Therefore, any environmentalist who espouses reduction of population by force reveals himself to be a would-be tyrant as well as a death cultist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, voluntary reduction in population has been going on for decades in the First World.  Once children ceased being a source of cheap labor and retirement care and instead became a luxury good, people quit having large families.  Almost every country in the First World has children at a rate below replacement level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is in the First World.  Note that the First World is wealthy.  It uses a lot machinery and automation to increase productivity.  Wealth is what led to the decline in family size, for children became a drain on wealth rather than a source for wealth.  Environmentalists, though, don't like the things that lead to wealth.  They don't like power plants, refineries, and industry.  They do like windmills, organic farming, and muscle power.  They claim that the earth is overpopulated, but they dislike the one non-horrific thing that has been shown to decrease population.  Again, the policies of the environmentalists are in conflict with their goals, and &lt;i&gt;overpopulation&lt;/i&gt;, like &lt;i&gt;wind&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;solar&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;organic&lt;/i&gt;, is a shibboleth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point it is clear that the average self-identified environmentalist has not arrived at his opinions through evidence and reason.  Instead, he has developed them by listening to gurus or by becoming part of an in-group.  He maintains his faith in environmentalism by ignoring or dismissing evidence that the real world does not operate by the principles he espouses.  In short, environmentalism strongly resembles a religion and, perhaps, can best be thought of as a type of nature worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that, so far, an implicit assumption has been made that environmentalists do not examine the ramifications of the policies they promote.  It is true that their policies interfere with their goals and in the worst case would lead to environmental catastrophe and mass death, but it is likely that many environmentalists have never thought about it.  After all, it comes as no surprise that many people are stupid.  On the other hand, there is not a little evidence that many environmentalists hate humankind and would be happy to see most of it die off.  One may assume that at least some of these individuals have considered the implications of their policies and would welcome the human cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite the readers who doubt the above to do a Web search on the phrase "&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;q=%22humanity+is+a+cancer%22&amp;amp;btnG=Search"&gt;humanity is a cancer&lt;/a&gt;".  Many of the sites that this search turns up will have people condemning the idea, but many other sites will have people advocating it.  It is not an opinion that is difficult to find displayed.  Furthermore, self-identified environmentalists are common.  Most adults have engaged more than one of them in a conversation about the environment.  Their hatred of humanity and human institutions often displays itself in such conversations.  With mild encouragement they will rant about crowding, industry, development, and so on.  Some come out and flatly declare their hatred of most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Environmentalism, considered dispassionately, strongly resembles a religion.  If its policies were ever implemented on a large scale, they would lead to mass misery and death, so it is harsh but not unfair to call environmentalism a death religion or, more emphatically, a death cult.  Some of its member are witting death cultists, but considering human stupidity, it is likely the many more are unwitting death cultists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things considered, I feel somewhat foolish for writing this little essay.  Any environmentalist who sees it will dismiss it and call me bad names, but any person who has even modestly researched the issues will already know everything I have said, although he might use more moderate language in his description of environmentalists.  Thus, I have either been proselytizing to the converted or picking on the mentally deficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, environmentalists do some good when they harp about pollution.  A clean environment is a good thing.  Furthermore, whereas environmentalists do some damage around the edges, as in their few-decades delay of nuclear energy, most of their harebrained plans are not taken seriously by persons with power and are unlikely to be implemented on a large scale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-7160572117821132273?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/7160572117821132273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=7160572117821132273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/7160572117821132273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/7160572117821132273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2007/03/environmentalism-considered-as-death.html' title='Environmentalism Considered as a Death Cult'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-117189151082297382</id><published>2007-02-19T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T08:25:10.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Sailer: Why "No Child Left Behind" Is Nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vdare.com/sailer/070218_child.htm"&gt;Why "No Child Left Behind" Is Nuts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This complete contradiction between what Gates knows to be true in his personal affairs, and the nonsense that he pays to promulgate in public, is never held against him (or against anybody else). Instead, lying in public is now considered the mark of a good person. The  bad people are the ones like  Charles Murray who carefully document what everyone else silently knows already.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely our elites can't be as naive as they let on.  They must know that the average person can't become proficient in academic subjects if &lt;I&gt;proficient&lt;/I&gt; is defined in a way that matches the intuitive definition.  The question then becomes, if they indeed know the truth, what are their real goals?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-117189151082297382?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/117189151082297382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=117189151082297382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/117189151082297382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/117189151082297382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2007/02/steve-sailer-why-no-child-left-behind.html' title='Steve Sailer: Why &quot;No Child Left Behind&quot; Is Nuts'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-117127349026516667</id><published>2007-02-12T04:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T04:44:50.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Sailer:  How the college prestige racket works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vdare.com/sailer/070211_faust.htm"&gt;Dr. Faust At Harvard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments on Sailer's article can be read or made &lt;a href="http://isteve.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-college-prestige-racket-works.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailer and others have convinced me that the primary value of most college degrees in the contemporary United States is in proving that the person who receives them was smart enough to get into a given university in the first place.  This, of course, is extremely inefficient, and the expense of a prestigious degree helps maintain the position of the ruling class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-117127349026516667?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/117127349026516667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=117127349026516667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/117127349026516667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/117127349026516667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2007/02/steve-sailer-how-college-prestige.html' title='Steve Sailer:  How the college prestige racket works'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-117127305146663104</id><published>2007-02-12T04:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T04:39:02.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bias and Politics</title><content type='html'>Good essay: &lt;a href="http://home.sprynet.com/~owl1/irrationality.htm"&gt;Why People Are Irrational about Politics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://discuss.longnow.org/viewtopic.php?p=675"&gt;Why Foxes Are Better Forecasters Than Hedgehogs&lt;/a&gt;  (&lt;a href="http://media.longnow.org/seminars/salt-020070126-tetlock/salt-020070126-tetlock-web.mp3"&gt;audio presentation&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent new resource about bias is the blog &lt;a href="http://robinhanson.typepad.com/overcomingbias/"&gt;Overcoming Bias&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-117127305146663104?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/117127305146663104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=117127305146663104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/117127305146663104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/117127305146663104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2007/02/bias-and-politics.html' title='Bias and Politics'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-117047368069954178</id><published>2007-02-02T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:36:44.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Sailer: iSteve.com Blog Archives: Debating Ploys of the Smug and Stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://isteve.blogspot.com/2007/02/debating-ploys-of-smug-and-stupid.html"&gt;Steve Sailer: iSteve.com Blog Archives: Debating Ploys of the Smug and Stupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice summary of unfair/illogical debate tactics. The author is somewhat unwarranted in limiting his discussion to liberals and neoconservatives, but his characterization of dirty argument techniques is excellent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-117047368069954178?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/117047368069954178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=117047368069954178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/117047368069954178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/117047368069954178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2007/02/steve-sailer-istevecom-blog-archives.html' title='Steve Sailer: iSteve.com Blog Archives: Debating Ploys of the Smug and Stupid'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-116799004862227973</id><published>2007-01-05T04:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:41:44.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An IQ Primer</title><content type='html'>For anyone who might want to learn about IQ, the uses of IQ, and the relationship between IQ and race, here is a list of recommended articles available on the Web.  I suggest that they be read in the order listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start with this &lt;a href="http://www.psych.utoronto.ca/~reingold/courses/intelligence/cache/1198gottfred.html"&gt;Linda Gottfredson article&lt;/a&gt;.  It is an outstanding crash primer by an expert in psychometrics.  A psychometrician is an experimental psychologist trained in testing and test design.  Make sure you don't skip the sidebars, and study the graph thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, read &lt;a href="http://lrainc.com/swtaboo/taboos/wsj_main.html"&gt;this copy&lt;/a&gt; of a letter originally published in &lt;i&gt;The Wall Street Journal&lt;/i&gt;.  If you take the trouble to Google the names of the signatories, you'll notice that they are (or were) big guns in psychology--nary a Nazi in the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your appetite is now whetted read &lt;a href="http://www.americanscientist.org/issues/feature/the-role-of-intelligence-in-modern-society/1"&gt;The Role of Intelligence in Modern Society&lt;/a&gt;.  Omigod!  That author isn't a Nazi either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read those three things, you'll have adequate background to read with an open mind &lt;a href="http://www.aei.org/publications/filter.all,pubID.23075/pub_detail.asp"&gt;The Inequality Taboo&lt;/a&gt; by Charles Murray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Murray warms you up, read &lt;a href="http://www.ssc.uwo.ca/psychology/faculty/rushtonpdfs/PPPL2.pdf"&gt;this paper&lt;/a&gt; by J. Philippe Rushton and Arthur R. Jensen.  Rushton and Jensen are leading lights among psychometricians, and both have received good kickings in pursuit of the truth.  Both men have needed police or campus security protection at times and have faced movements to have their tenure revoked.  Nevertheless, if you are interested and take the time to Google around, you'll find that they are overwhelmingly respected by their peers, both psychometricians and the larger community of experimental psychologists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that should give you an actually somewhat educated lay opinion, but a &lt;a href="http://www.jerrypournelle.com/archives2/archives2view/view444.html#IQ"&gt;quick review&lt;/a&gt; by Dr. Jerry Pournelle, who has a PhD in experimental psychology (and another in political science), of the public policy implications wouldn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, if your now informed opinion induces the urge to further think about the political implications, &lt;a href="http://www.isteve.com/Articles_IQ.htm"&gt;Steve Sailer's articles on IQ&lt;/a&gt; are an excellent resource.  Lots of people have taken the time to kick the man around, but Sailer has spent several years educating himself on the issues, and his detractors haven't.  I'm not crawling as far out on a limb as it looks with that statement, because I know that Sailer's articles follow the mainstream thought of experimental psychology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-116799004862227973?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/116799004862227973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=116799004862227973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/116799004862227973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/116799004862227973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2007/01/iq-primer.html' title='An IQ Primer'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-116266177359781243</id><published>2006-11-04T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T12:36:13.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have weird dreams</title><content type='html'>So there was this old house on the corner of X Dr. and Y Mile Road that was built before the subdivision went in.  The house had a big tree in the corner of the lot.  Pedestrians and bicyclists had worn a path that cut off the corner.  The path passed behind the big tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was walking along Y Mile Road by the old house and took the path.  To my surprise, I found David Bowie standing beside the tree.  Bowie and I began talking about glass beads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-116266177359781243?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/116266177359781243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=116266177359781243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/116266177359781243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/116266177359781243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-weird-dreams.html' title='I have weird dreams'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115646825621955039</id><published>2006-08-24T21:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:10:56.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Audacious Epigone: Diversity is more better</title><content type='html'>This is an excellent essay on rendering textbooks so politically correct that they become propaganda.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://anepigone.blogspot.com/2006/08/diversity-is-more-better_22.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/political_opinion/The_Audacious_Epigone_Diversity_is_more_better"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115646825621955039?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115646825621955039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115646825621955039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115646825621955039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115646825621955039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/audacious-epigone-diversity-is-more.html' title='The Audacious Epigone: Diversity is more better'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115646277493115201</id><published>2006-08-24T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T19:39:34.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Articles on the Israel - Lebanon War</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.exile.ru/2006-August-11/gophers_by_tko.html"&gt;Gophers by TKO: Lessons from Lebanon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lewrockwell.com/orig7/glass2.html"&gt;Learning From Its Mistakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jerrypournelle.com/view/view428.html#loses"&gt;Israel Loses the Lebanon War&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115646277493115201?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115646277493115201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115646277493115201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115646277493115201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115646277493115201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/three-articles-on-israel-lebanon-war.html' title='Three Articles on the Israel - Lebanon War'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115644396898965396</id><published>2006-08-24T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:53:37.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amusing Reading</title><content type='html'>The man who created this list was fired from his job for publishing politically incorrect thoughts: &lt;a href="http://conservativehome.blogs.com/platform/2006/08/inigo_wilson_a_.html"&gt;A Lefty Lexicon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://pubphilosopher.blogs.com/"&gt;Pub Philosopher&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115644396898965396?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115644396898965396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115644396898965396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115644396898965396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115644396898965396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/amusing-reading.html' title='Amusing Reading'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115573806357363198</id><published>2006-08-16T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:28:59.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Color of His Skin</title><content type='html'>I came to a part in my novel in which I envisioned a character singing an anti-racism song.  I thought about simply declaring that she sang such a song, but I also thought the novel might be stronger if I actually gave the lyrics to the song.  Below is my first try at it.  Constructive criticism is welcome, that is, if anyone actually reads this.  Zane is the name of the character's husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Color of His Skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him on a windy night.&lt;br /&gt;My hat blew from my head.&lt;br /&gt;Zane picked it up and turned to me,&lt;br /&gt;And with a grin he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know the gods have made this wind&lt;br /&gt;Just so we two could meet.&lt;br /&gt;We should respect their will if you'll&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my grand conceit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit his forwardness&lt;br /&gt;Induced a rapid blink.&lt;br /&gt;You see, his skin is golden brown,&lt;br /&gt;And me, my skin is pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands are deft.  His back is strong.  And, yes, his skin is brown.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes are kind.  His mind is wise.  And, yes, his skin is brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, he was a handsome beast&lt;br /&gt;And had a nimble tongue.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of right and wrong and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Aw hell, the night is young."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted down the street, and then&lt;br /&gt;We dodged a weaving car.&lt;br /&gt;The drunken folk were out, so we&lt;br /&gt;Took shelter in a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keeper scowled a little when&lt;br /&gt;Zane purchased me a drink.&lt;br /&gt;You see, his skin is golden brown,&lt;br /&gt;And me, my skin is pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands are deft.  His back is strong.  And, yes, his skin is brown.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes are kind.  His mind is wise.  And, yes, his skin is brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the evening's end I knew&lt;br /&gt;That wind had set our fate.&lt;br /&gt;The only question that remained&lt;br /&gt;Was could we beat the hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took him home to meet my kin,&lt;br /&gt;And told what lay ahead.&lt;br /&gt;I said our love ran deep and strong,&lt;br /&gt;And soon we would be wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, child," my mother said.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll save you from this brink.&lt;br /&gt;You see, his skin is golden brown,&lt;br /&gt;And you, your skin is pink."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that day I learned a truth&lt;br /&gt;I sing without a qualm:&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in all our lives&lt;br /&gt;To say to hell with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands are deft.  His back is strong.  And, yes, his skin is brown.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes are kind.  His mind is wise.  And, yes, his skin is brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/novel+writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;novel writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/verse" rel="tag directory"&gt;verse&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115573806357363198?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115573806357363198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115573806357363198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115573806357363198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115573806357363198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/color-of-his-skin.html' title='The Color of His Skin'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115563680590580327</id><published>2006-08-15T06:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T06:13:25.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Subconscious Speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I dreamed about one of the characters in my novel last night (plus several of the cast members of the early &lt;i&gt;ER&lt;/i&gt; and a small dog with a hacksaw).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115563680590580327?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115563680590580327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115563680590580327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115563680590580327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115563680590580327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/subconscious-speaks.html' title='The Subconscious Speaks'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115549557394997595</id><published>2006-08-13T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:32:04.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Novel Progress 3</title><content type='html'>I have a bit more than 37,000 words of rough draft, so my pace has fallen off some.  It's not that I'm blocked; I've just been tired lately, and my concentration is off.  On the bright side, I still like what I've been writing.  To be this far along and still like it is a record for me.  I've also been doing some editing as I write.  I find that is a good warm-up before I start writing new stuff.  Everything but today's output has had at least one revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to post the novel to the Web, but I'm debating with myself whether I should start posting it as a serial before I get it finished.  On the pro side, it would help keep me inspired to get it finished, and a lot of Web novels are done that way for that reason.  On the con side, it makes it harder to revise, and I would be posting a draft rather than the finished manuscript.  And what happens if I don't finish?  A large number of unfinished novels lurk on the Web.  It is frustrating to read the start of one, like it, await the next chapter, and eventually realize it is never going to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/novel+writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;novel writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115549557394997595?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115549557394997595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115549557394997595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115549557394997595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115549557394997595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/novel-progress-3.html' title='Novel Progress 3'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115545000086127530</id><published>2006-08-13T02:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:32:59.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thras has a modest proposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thras.blogspot.com/2006/08/fixing-iraq.html"&gt;Thrasymachus&lt;/a&gt; has been reading Jonathan Swift.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technorati tag: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/recommended+reading" rel="tag directory"&gt;recommended reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115545000086127530?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115545000086127530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115545000086127530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115545000086127530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115545000086127530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/thras-has-modest-proposal.html' title='Thras has a modest proposal'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115526030912772754</id><published>2006-08-10T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:41:08.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit Digging</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let's take all our troops home except for enough to maintain a few navy bases, deport all Muslims who aren't already citizens, cut back legal immigration to about 200,000 per year, make those who get in the very best people we can get, and start enforcing our laws against illegal immigration.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It wouldn't fix everything, but it would at least stop making the problems worse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115526030912772754?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115526030912772754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115526030912772754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115526030912772754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115526030912772754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/quit-digging.html' title='Quit Digging'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115466647976927232</id><published>2006-08-04T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T00:41:19.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wikipedia Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have just invented a game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pick a topic, any topic, as long as you think Wikipedia has an article on it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Go the Wikipedia front page.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Starting with links on the front page, you must navigate to your selected topic by only clicking links, that is, without any use of search. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115466647976927232?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115466647976927232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115466647976927232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115466647976927232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115466647976927232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/08/wikipedia-game.html' title='The Wikipedia Game'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115438115631859509</id><published>2006-07-31T17:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:34:03.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Novel Progress 2</title><content type='html'>As of now, a have about 27,000 words of rough draft, so the 1000-words-per-day pace is holding.  I've come up with several secondary characters and am getting a feel for their personalities.  I've also thought up some ideas for the opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read advice that when planning novels one should start with the plot and create characters to fit, and I've read advice that one should start with the characters and develop a plot based on the characters' desires.  For better or worse, I started with the main character and a problem he had volunteered to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character is actually someone who has been kicking around in my mind for some time.  I've tried to write stories about him and a couple of other characters before, but I've always given up 10,000 to 20,000 words in when I realized how derivative everything I wrote struck me.  This time I told myself that I didn't care, that I would concentrate on coming up with a story that I thought was fun and quit worrying about being derivative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal is to get a rough draft completed from beginning to end.  Once I have that to work with, I can cut or replace anything that I think readers have seen too often.  The interesting thing is, now that I've made the commitment to keep going, the ideas have been starting to flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good idea of what the opposition wants.  I think it is a well-intended goal, not a cartoon evil-for-evil's-sake that one too often sees in fantasy.  The conflict will be generated by their methods causing problems and the goal itself causing unintended consequences.  I hope I have the skill to pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have no idea what the ending is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/novel+writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;novel writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115438115631859509?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115438115631859509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115438115631859509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115438115631859509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115438115631859509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/novel-progress-2.html' title='Novel Progress 2'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115400582584344755</id><published>2006-07-27T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T18:30:52.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Things in a Different Light</title><content type='html'>You know, I don't think it has ever occurred to me before, but &lt;i&gt;The Sound of Music&lt;/i&gt; is really about the worldly corruption of a nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have more respect for that stupid movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115400582584344755?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115400582584344755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115400582584344755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115400582584344755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115400582584344755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/seeing-things-in-different-light.html' title='Seeing Things in a Different Light'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115375397926706113</id><published>2006-07-24T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:35:48.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Novel Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have about 20,000 words of my novel roughed out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is still going well, but it is still just a beginning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What I have, I haven't yet started to hate, which is something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It averages out that I'm writing about 1,000 words per day, which I understand is pretty good for fiction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/novel+writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;novel writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115375397926706113?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115375397926706113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115375397926706113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115375397926706113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115375397926706113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/novel-progress.html' title='Novel Progress'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115335355022201415</id><published>2006-07-19T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:36:38.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes Sense to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thras.blogspot.com/2006/07/bush-soviet-agent.html"&gt;explanation for W's behavior&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Technorati tag: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/recommended+reading" rel="tag directory"&gt;recommended reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115335355022201415?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115335355022201415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115335355022201415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115335355022201415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115335355022201415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/makes-sense-to-me.html' title='Makes Sense to Me'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115322141783772256</id><published>2006-07-18T07:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:37:19.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief Review: A Colorado Country Girl's Self Bondage</title><content type='html'>I don't know what originally attracted me to &lt;a href="http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=4521"&gt;this story&lt;/a&gt; (NSFW); it's possible that I thought the title intriguing.  I don't even remember how I initially found it.  A lot of BDSM flavored erotica tends to scare me away, because thoughts of people being hurt and thoughts of sex mostly conflict in my mind.  Ropes and chains are cool, but whips are kind of freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I first read it, only two chapters had been posted.  I enjoyed reading them, and a few days ago, I again looked the story up.  As of this writing, four chapters are up, a bit more than 12,000 words, so far.  I don't know if the author intends to continue adding to it or if it is now finished.  I hope she has more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author claims to be a 49-year-old woman and that the story is true autobiography about her youth.  I do have some doubts.  For instance, she claims to have hung herself from her arms for improbably long amounts of time, and to even have fallen asleep while hanging overnight.  Is it possible?  I don't really know, but if I had to guess, I would guess not.  And when she relates the scene of her discovery that her mother was kinky as well, my BS meter screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I'm not sure if my doubts damaged my enjoyment of the supposed recollections that much.  There is something charming about the stories whether they are true or not.  In a favorite incident of the reviewer, she talks about first hogtieing herself and then using a pencil stuck through a wad of paper held in her teeth to turn the pages of her high school reading homework, thus accidentally reinventing the ball gag.  If it's true, it's cute.  If it's not true, it's a humorous authorial invention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is told as a series of such vignettes held together by the narrator's growing awareness that she is seriously kinky.  She talks about first discovering that bondage turns her on when her boyfriend playfully ties her up at age sixteen, about learning how to tie herself up, about inventing her own rack (the painful kind), about discovering her exhibitionist streak, and so on, all told through the eyes of a teenager excitedly discovering her true self.  I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/reviews" rel="tag directory"&gt;reviews&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/recommended+reading" rel="tag directory"&gt;recommended reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115322141783772256?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115322141783772256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115322141783772256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115322141783772256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115322141783772256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/brief-review-colorado-country-girls.html' title='Brief Review: A Colorado Country Girl&apos;s Self Bondage'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115321556348142094</id><published>2006-07-18T05:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:38:08.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Novel Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I wrote about 2,700 words for my novel.  That gives me about 13,000 words of rough draft.  I don't know yet what I'm going to do in the middle or end, but the beginning is going fairly well.  I like the main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is a fantasy.  I am rather tired of the pseudo-medieval or pseudo-renaissance settings so common in fantasy, so I'm going more modern.  The technology level of the primary setting is roughly that of the United States in 1950 with a few changes.  They don't have internal combustion engines, concentrated fuels, or explosives.  They do have electricity and external combustion engines.  Medical technology is closer to 1975 or so.  The have short-range electric cars and dirigibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm debating with myself whether I should include sex scenes.  I currently intend to post it to the Web eventually--if I finish it--and many, perhaps most, of the popular Web novels have a good dose of erotica.  I certainly don't have anything against erotica.  I especially like the amateur erotica posted to the Internet.  It is interesting to see what people reveal about what turns them on when they are primarily writing for themselves.  It's true that a lot of the writing runs from god-awful to rough, but some of the writers are skilled, and I know of a few who write at a professional or near-professional level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the focus of the novel isn't erotica.  I'm 14,000 words in, and no natural place for a sex scene has yet presented itself.  If some of my ideas pan out, there will be a few natural places for sex, but the scenes will make up only a small portion of the novel.  I could probably fairly easily make an adult version of the novel with the sex happening on camera and an adolescent version of the novel with the sex happening off camera.  I might try that.  That's assuming that I can write a sex scene that isn’t laughable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this thing actually turns out to be good enough that I'm not embarrassed to send it to publishers, I'm not sure what having posted it to the Web will have upon my chances for getting a book contract.  The late Jim Baen, publisher of Baen Books, said that posting free novels to the Web appeared to help his sales, but most publishers might not think that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm getting way ahead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/novel+writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;novel writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115321556348142094?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115321556348142094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115321556348142094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115321556348142094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115321556348142094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/novel-thoughts.html' title='Novel Thoughts'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115316971228056812</id><published>2006-07-17T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:38:55.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Novel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Approximately July 5, I started working on a novel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has been going pretty well, so far; I have about 10,400 words roughed out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Over the years, I've attempted serious writing several times, but I've always given up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/novel+writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;novel writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag directory"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115316971228056812?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115316971228056812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115316971228056812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115316971228056812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115316971228056812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/novel.html' title='Novel'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115300373245356005</id><published>2006-07-15T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:39:25.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This seems like a reasonably fair analysis to me: &lt;a href="http://www.wnd.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=51057"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Why Russia loves Putin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technorati tag: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/recommended+reading" rel="tag directory"&gt;recommended reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115300373245356005?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115300373245356005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115300373245356005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115300373245356005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115300373245356005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/fair-analysis.html' title='Fair Analysis'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115284944527729185</id><published>2006-07-13T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:39:54.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Good Stuff</title><content type='html'>Gates of Vienna has a &lt;a href="http://gatesofvienna.blogspot.com/2006/07/men-of-north.html"&gt;nice essay&lt;/a&gt; about the origins of Western civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Sailer &lt;a href="http://isteve.blogspot.com/2006/07/economists-faith-is-shaken.html"&gt;tells why&lt;/a&gt; societies that are organized by extended families are going to have trouble with modern economies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Pournelle's useful reviews will no longer be appearing in &lt;i&gt;Byte&lt;/i&gt;.  You can find them &lt;a href="http://www.chaosmanorreviews.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technorati tag: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/recommended+reading" rel="tag directory"&gt;recommended reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115284944527729185?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115284944527729185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115284944527729185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115284944527729185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115284944527729185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-good-stuff.html' title='Some Good Stuff'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31085745.post-115281645284726628</id><published>2006-07-13T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:40:33.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief Review: Once More With Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Once More With Feelings&lt;/i&gt;, a free Internet novel by the author who uses the pseudonym "The Night Hawk," is a pleasant wish-fulfillment fantasy in which a misanthropic middle-aged man dies and then wakes up in the body of a 14-year-old girl.  Given another chance, does he take the opportunity to do better this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the protagonist is seldom confronted with serious dilemmas, the story isn't particularly dramatic.  Even the team in the volleyball subplot has an improbably easy time overcoming its opponents.  Because it's difficult for an author to build tension if his characters aren't put in either mental or physical danger, those looking for a nail-biter or page-turner will want to read something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the author apparently wasn't aiming at drama, but at a feel-good story.  In this he succeeds well.  The reader is frequently given vicarious pleasure when the newly young protagonist inadvertently helps herself by helping others.  I often found myself grinning at all the sweetness and light and the not infrequent amusing situations.  Those who are feeling down and in the need of a pick-me-up might like this one.  I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, the novel is erotica.  The sex scenes are arousing, but stroke isn't the focus of the story.  It's primarily a character study with the message that nice people finish first.  Given the (new) age of the protagonist, those who are disturbed by underage sex should skip this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once More With Feelings&lt;/i&gt; can be found &lt;a href="http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/Night_Hawk/OMWF/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nighthawkstories.com/omwf.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and at the &lt;a href="http://storiesonline.net/home.php"&gt;Storiesonline&lt;/a&gt; site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technorati tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/reviews" rel="tag directory"&gt;reviews&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/recommended+reading" rel="tag directory"&gt;recommended reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31085745-115281645284726628?l=cedricmorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/115281645284726628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31085745&amp;postID=115281645284726628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115281645284726628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31085745/posts/default/115281645284726628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cedricmorrison.blogspot.com/2006/07/brief-review-once-more-with-feelings.html' title='Brief Review: Once More With Feelings'/><author><name>Cedric Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742163470873967511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
