January 28th, 2009


Realms Of Fantasy to close

I woke to the news this morning that the April issue of Realms of Fantasy will be the final one for this magazine. In a time of constant bad news in short story SF/F publishing, I feel quite shellshocked about it. I mean, I had a lot of problems with subscribing to this magazine, including actual harassment, and well, I didn't much like most of what they published but RoF is actually my favourite *looking* magazine. I think it's gorgeous. And I am very very sad to see our little corner of the publishing industry being decimated.


Same old, same old

Still home, sick in bed.

Because my Mum is out of action, I'm getting the parental texts from my Dad, which is a weird role reversal. Yet, kinda interesting.

Cause of course, I'm putting off the journey down the road to the colonoscopy as much as I can. I still maintain everything is sore from being battered. And am giving it maybe one or two more days. I do feel vaguely out of it though. That's a bit concerning. I slept for nearly 12 hours last night, but then I must surely still have sleep debt from the weekend.

The annoying thing is that I have so much to do!!


Is it me? Am I over-editorialising?

IAN Thorpe's mystery male friend and housemate has been unmasked - he is Brazilian swimmer Daniel Mendes.

Mendes and Thorpe were photographed sunning themselves and playing in the surf at Fernando de Noronha in Brazil last week, where they were visiting Mendes' family.

-- snip --

Sydney Confidential can reveal that Mendes has been living with Thorpe for the past three years as his housemate.


Male friend and housemate?

What are we living in the 50s still?

And from the weirdos files

Ivan Milat is protesting to the High Court, which last dealt with him in 2004 when refusing to allow an appeal, the letter inside was to NSW Supreme Court Justice Peter McClellan, who in July, for the second time, officially refused Milat his wish for an inquiry into his conviction.

Um... this is after: AUSTRALIA'S most notorious serial killer is on hunger strike after earlier cutting his finger off with a plastic knife.

DUDE!!!! Like, hello! You want to convince the Supreme Court that you deserve an appeal against your conviction of 7 murders by hacking off your finger with a PLASTIC KNIFE! Yeah, that's convincing behaviour. I'm still trying to imagine how you actually do that and can now feel safe at night knowing the right man is behind bars.

The news story: Ivan Milat, who was jailed for life in 1996 for the murder of seven backpackers, cut off his little finger on Monday and placed it in an envelope addressed to the High Court of Australia.

And some commentary: "It seems he doesn't mind looking at someone else's blood but apparently he's not good at looking at his own," Corrective Services Commissioner Rod Woodham said.

"Took him 20 minutes to saw it off, the idiot," Mr Woodham said.

"For some reason he thought he'd be able to cut his finger off and it wouldn't hurt."

All quotes from http://www.news.com.au/story/0,27574,24973668-1242,00.html and all damning evidence for me.


Women feel most beautiful at 32, survey finds

I was going to do a post about how I agree, I definitely feel sexier at 32 than I did at 22. But then I realised, hang on:

LOOKING like a fresh-faced 20-year-old is apparently not all it's cracked up to be.

Research shows four out of 10 women feel most beautiful at the age of 32.


Um, since when did 40% of anyone equate to most?

"It sounds to me like women are becoming much more swayed by personality," she said.

"It's a sign that we are valued for who we are and what we are capable of, not just what is on the surface."

Sounds to me like someone was too lazy or maths deficient to fiddle with the stats to even support this article's claim.

I grade this: Bad Journalism. And wishful thinking.


On discussion

I just enjoyed reading nihilistic_kid's wrap up of the cultural misappropriation debate around the interwebs.

The bit I loved the most, his parting sentence: If you're worried about vilification, you're in the wrong business.

Which is how I kinda viewed that whole debacle round our parts last weekish on the reviews and the reviews of the reviews and the reviews on the reviews of the reviews.

Ultimately, we're in a business that commentates - art commentates on life and commentators commentate on art, spin, rinse and repeat. And, to me, it's a good thing that people are still talking.