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Here's a brilliant essay about the role of outer space, or the lack thereof, in space opera.  The same applies to other branches of science fiction.  The use of Middle Earth as a counter-example from fantasy is also exceptionally apt.

What makes this challenging is that it's very difficult to convey travel itself as interesting.  The tendency is to cut to the chase, showing only the most exciting action scenes.  But you really do lose a lot that way.  So you have to find ways of revealing why and how the journey is as important as the destination, the ways in which the setting drives the plot.

Take a look at my poetic series An Army of One: The Autistic Secession in Space.  Because the setting falls between two galactic arms, you know they have relatively fast space travel.  However, it's not like teleporting; it's more akin to international relations during the Age of Sail.  It takes time to cross from the Carina-Sagittarius Arm to the Orion-Cygnus Arm; that's why the Lacuna is important and turns into a no-man's-land.  It's out of easy reach, outside the core population centers.  After the secession, the setting continues to play a major role.  The secessionists don't have a planet to live on; they're scattered across little bases and ships.  They don't have the kind of resources that most people take for granted, like having a place to grow food or dip water out of a lake.  They only have what they can bring in or recycle.  They can travel to each other but that, too, takes some time.  Space is not just a backdrop; it influences the political dynamics and other challenges the characters have to solve in order to survive.

For a fantasy comparison, look at Path of the Paladins.  Most of the action takes place in villages or towns, but there are several battlefields in the middle of nowhere, and a handful of encounters along roads or trails.  Threaded throughout are indications of how empty and damaged the world has become due to all the fighting.  This series has a slow, one step at a time approach because it focuses on the practical effects of all the heroic action that fantasy often ignores.
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A boomerang does not require gravity to do its trick, just air.  Now we know.  This is why I love science.  We can ask questions, and if the answer is, "I dunno," we can say, "Let's find out."

I really have no understanding of the people who outgrow the "Why?" phase.
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This poem came out of the April 2, 2013 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired and sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette.  The form is forked parallels, a type of Egyptian verse.



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This poem came out of the April 2, 2013 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired by prompts from DW user Rosieknight, [livejournal.com profile] the_vulture, [livejournal.com profile] wyld_dandelyon, [livejournal.com profile] rix_scaedu, [livejournal.com profile] technoshaman, and [livejournal.com profile] janetmiles.  It has been sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette.

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This poem is from the March 5, 2013 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired by prompts from [livejournal.com profile] meeksp, [livejournal.com profile] the_vulture, and [livejournal.com profile] chordatesrock.  It also fills the "2) Lacuna" slot in the Vellum list for the Rainbowfic fest.  This poem has been sponsored by Shirley Barrette.  It belongs to the series An Army of One: The Autistic Secession in Space.

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 ... awesome animated view of the fireball.

NOW can we put up a space-umbrella program to deal with things like this before they sneak up and smack us in the Urals?  PUHLEEZE?
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This poem came from the February 5, 2013 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired and sponsored by Stephen Laird.  It's based on a video about stellar motion within the galaxy and the italicized lines are quotes from the video text.  This poem belongs to the series An Army of One: The Autistic Secession in Space.


Time, Space, and Distance


To understand the universe,
one needs parallax.

To understand the war,
one needs perspective.

Time, space, and distance
are not to scale
.

Estelle created a holographic program
that showed the whole galactic plane,
the Sun swimming through space
on a spiral path like a strange jellyfish
making its way through a sea of ink and sparks.

The arms of the Milky Way
reach out through the stellar wind.
The planets dance around the Sun,
forever led by its luminous beacon.

It takes about 226 million years
to orbit the galactic center
.

The notable battles of the war
appear like pinheads of red,
visible only at high magnification,
spattered along a short span
of the Sun's infinite looping path
and beyond, into the Lacuna
that lies between the Arms.

So small an impact,
one would think,
looking at it in the context
of all that lies around it.

Please read my notes in the video description
before posting a comment
.

Look at this, you conceited imbeciles --
the universe made this masterpiece,
and all you can think to do
is FIGHT OVER one little piece of it?
And to think you call US "mentally disabled."

This?  Is why I'm against the war.

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Here's a lovely tribute to Ronald E. McNair, who died when the shuttle Challenger  exploded.  Link courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] my_partner_doug.

Some things are worth living for.  Some things are worth dying for.

Those are often the same things.

Never forget.
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Astronomers say the universe is full of Earth-like planets.  A significant portion of those are within what we consider the habitable zone around their stars.

I am amused to see more people figuring this out.  I always believed it was probable.  I also observe that life tends to find a way to colonize even seemingly unlikely places.
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[livejournal.com profile] my_partner_doug sent me a link to this calculator based on other planets' calendars.  Hee!

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Mountains on Titan are named after the mountains of Middle Earth.  Many of Titan's other features are also named out of various speculative fiction sources.  Just in case you needed more proof that scientists are total geeks.

*glee*  I wanna go adventuring on Doom Mons.
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There is a meteor shower tonight and tomorrow.

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My God, it's full of stars.

I remember this program, though in other lives I usually encounter it as a hologram.  This is it, though, an early little version of the explore-the-galaxy program that humans will be playing with in space one day.  It makes me so happy to see this.  I've seen even earlier versions and I always stop to play with them.  I love these things.  Science made this.  I love science with a deep and fiery passion, and things like this are why.  Even when I can't fly between the stars in body ... I can still do this.

Happy, happy little soul.
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This poem relates to one of my own personal patrons, Hypatia of Alexandria.  It has been sponsored by [livejournal.com profile] kestrels_nest.


A Quiet Fame


There are not so many
who know the name
of Hypatia of Alexandria.

She is a scholar's hidden hera,
a tomboy's twirling muse,
a misogynist's nameless nightmare.

She was a librarian, a teacher,
a mathematician, an astronomer --
a woman who dared to scale the walls
of the ivory tower defended by men.

It is no wonder
that she was so feared,
that she was so martyred.

It has done them no good whatsoever,
try though they might to tread on her hem;
it has not halted her progress in the slightest
nor left her wanting for protégées.

Hers is a quiet fame,
no louder than
a whisper in the stacks.

She is not the kind of hera
who dances in the streets
with her enemy's head on a stick.

Hers is the sly knife of ideas
slipped between the ribs of ignorance.

Hers is the murmur in a girl's ear,
Come here and learn, little sister.
Math is not so hard as the boys say.
Come here and look, little sister.
You too can seek for the stars
.

They follow her still, their wee bare feet
pressing signs into the dust of the hosts of heaven.

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So I'm a finalist for the Dwarf Stars Award this year:

TiME to Go, by Elizabeth Barrette, The Wordsmith's Forge, 5-15-11

The complete announcement is below.

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So I'm a finalist for the Dwarf Stars Award this year:

TiME to Go, by Elizabeth Barrette, The Wordsmith's Forge, 5-15-11

The complete announcement is below.

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