An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
I’m a little troubled on this rewatch of Gremlins by the extent to which the humans just start immediately slaughtering the mogwai as soon as they no longer have cute fuzzy fur.
A surprising amount of the gremlins’ aggression and chaos is simply coming off as self-defense… Continue reading “Rewatching Gremlins”
by Mary E. Lowd
A Deep Sky Anchor Original, December 2022
1. I’ve consulted with the Oracle of Delphi and asked her whether you and I would ever be friends. She said we would be the best of friends, and Apollo would sing songs of our friendship on Mount Olympus. Hestia will smile, sweetly and secretly, as she stirs her hearth fires and thinks of our friendship. Bacchanals will be held in our friendship’s honor.
2. I have a time travel machine, and that’s just really cool. After you’ve followed me back on social media, and we become friends (good friends; I don’t let just anyone use my time machine) I’ll let you use it. Continue reading “Why You Should Follow Me Back on Social Media”
I know the song “Bad to the Bone” predates Terminator 2, but clearly, the reason it came into existence in the universe was so that it could appear there.
I just broke 10k on the short story I’ve been writing that I think might be turning into the book about the Xeno-Native cult on Crossroads Station that I’ve wanted to write for like fifteen years but never knew how to approach.
I guess, it just took getting a surprise wedding invitation to inspire me.
My spouse just tried to do the point-and-scream thing from Invasion of the Body Snatchers, but it came out more like Chewbacca… so…
Invasion of the Wookie Snatchers!
We took our kid who wants to be a marine biologist to the aquarium today, and I found this little guy!
She was hugging a lollipop in the gift shop, and when I saw her, I literally exclaimed in delight, “Why are you green?!”
I’ve named her Cactus Rose. She’s small enough to carry everywhere in my pocket, and I love her.
Oh, and yes, she can also hug one of my fingers and be worn like a ring.
Rewatching Home Alone for the first time in years because my younger kid knew about it from Roblox but hadn’t seen it…
And I’m really appreciating the acting skill necessary to pull off the role of the mother. That’s a tricky part, and Catherine O’Hara does a beautiful, nuanced job. Continue reading “Home Alone 1 & 2”
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Daily Science Fiction, January 2018
A metal behemoth cruised through the nebula, cool and casual, like it didn’t care about any of the frolicking younglings and their sing-song radio waves or the older starwhals jockeying for territory, rearranging the ambient dust into moats and walls.
The attitude of the metal creature — the complete nonchalance — intrigued Chlooie, and she followed it on its strangely linear course through the nebula. Continue reading “Of Starwhals and Spaceships”
I will always love the song Feliz Navidad, because it will always sound like Big Bird ice skating to me.
This thought brought to you by the new Pentatonix holiday special and, of course, Christmas Eve on Sesame Street which is the best and most important Christmas special ever. Continue reading “Pentatonix, Sesame Street, Roblox, and Squid Game”
I’m not worried about AI replacing me as a writer, because the reason I write is that no one in the world was writing the books I wanted, namely Otters In Space. If I wanted to read them, I had to write them myself.
Even with an AI helping, I’d still have to provide that idea. Continue reading “The Possibilities with AI”