April 21st, 2009


M-O-O-N, that spells "Noob" (Say hello to "Potato Moon"!)

I've thrown my hat in. See, a writer who doesn't know what she's talking about re: copyright claimed that her unofficial Twilight sequel Russet Noon deserves to be published -- for (anticipated) profit for her and not for Stephenie Meyer -- because all characters ever invented are merely manifestations of thoughts from the Universal Hive Mind that we all share and thus copyright is completely and utterly meaningless. So Peter David, Writer of Stuff (and a writer I've been a fan of since 1991) had a plan so cunning that you could stick a tail on it and call it a weasel:
Now the first thing that occurred to me is that there is simply no way that I’m taking any part of the rap for Jar Jar Binks. And then I thought, Y’know what? There is, in fact, a universal mind. A hive mind, if you will. It’s called the Internet.

So let’s unleash the hive on the concept of a sequel to the “Twilight” series.

This is going to be entirely satirical, and thus legitimately protected by copyright. In honor of the woman who has inspired this, the title will be “Potato Moon” (since when I hear russet I tend to think of spuds rather than the color.) The first chapter will be written by my daughter, “Twilight” fan Ariel David (with a slightly snarky polish by me.) Just as its inspiration is supposed to be, it will be a sequel to “Twilight” written from the point of view of the werewolf character (at least to start out). The cover (created by Glenn) will be posted on line on Wednesday to whet your appetite and the first chapter will go live Friday at 9 AM. And everyone and anyone is invited to participate in the ensuing round robin.
Rules are at the link.

As one person added to the post, "If the Universal Mind helped her write Russet Moon, and I am part of the Universal Mind, then where do I go for my cut of the profits?"

And, yep, I've signed up. I hope I get to add to the madness.

*salutes PAD*
NCC-1701 Nebula 1

Walking success

Late this morning, armed with shoes, shorts, well-applied sunblock, and a hat, I hit the road. (Not literally. That hurts. I know from experience.) I walked to the central library downtown, toting a bag with water, a book, a banana and a split-in-two sandwich.

It's one of my odder ensembles, what I was wearing. I was not a fashion plate. What's the opposite of "fashion plate"? Fashion rock? Fashion wall? Fashion spatula?

But! I got downtown without getting burned or losing the hat or getting hit by a moving vehicle. I spent time in the library online, and then I ate lunch in Pioneer Courthouse Square and then then I zigzagged up to the Burnside Bridge and down the Eastbank Esplanade (eating the rest of the sandwich) and by the time I got home, I'd walked,

drum roll, please,

about five and a half miles! I needed that. I gave myself the "out" of thinking I can take a bus home if I need to, though I've tried to use few bus tickets lately. I can't afford the monthly pass right now that would give me unlimited riding through much of my part of Portland, so I've been conserving tickets. And I covered that approximately 5.5 miles no problem. Nice to remind myself I can. (Huh. I first wrote "cab." Significant slip?)

Oh, I should give you a better picture of the weather, so you can better imagine how I walked. Genuine imitation summer, is what Portland has today: cloudless and 80 degrees or so. Some breeze. The national air conditioner of the Willamette River, too, which I was close to a few times while walking. A good walking day, if you're properly prepared. I don't want to get sunburned this early in the year.

Maybe after this I'll stretch out on the bed. Lying down isn't a position I could have on the walk. It wouldn't have felt as good to lie down anywhere else on my trip. No city has public beds! At least not outside. They don't have public hammocks, either, though maybe they should...