Meet My Grubby Apartment

"The Girl From Another World", my dual-barrelled take on grubby apartments and genre conventions, is live this week at Strange Horizons.

Read! Enjoy! Throw rocks, thoughts, and interesting criticism!*


*Or Batman panties if you really like it. My size is L.

Thud: Sekrit Project

August 13, 2007 Progress Notes:

Sekrit Collaboration Project!

Words today: 2000.
Words total: 11500 (a huge chunk of which is the Partner in Crime's).
Reason for stopping: My brain is zorched.
Tea: Iced Stash lemon blossom.
Munchies: ...it occurs to me right now, not enough. Hungrrrryyy...
Exercise: N/A.
Mail: Nomail.

Darling du Jour: Sekrit!

Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A

Mean Things: Stabbing. Forcible confinement. Fatal attraction.
Books in progress: Matthew Jarpe, Radio Freefall; Rudy Rucker, Postsingular; Chaz Brenchley, Bridge of Dreams.
The glamour: Ohh. Too tired for glamour. Really.

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Research for the Sekrit Project is sometimes a daunting thing. You find out with startling detail how many well-known victims of well-known crimes were pregnant at the time, or had violence against them start while they were pregnant. While I know this feeds into the Patriarchy-sponsored notion that violence against women who are pregnant being worse implies that violence against women who aren't is somehow better, it's...just foul. Really, really foul.

I am trying to find the psychological tripwire that does this in people's heads, that makes them want to beat on pregnant women or kill them, and I can't wrap my head around it. That in and of itself might be a worthwhile thing to leave open. Just...ugh.

Project half done, though. One of these months the Partner in Crime and I will get this one out the door. *g*