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Now that I have finished reading "Every Heart a Doorway," a proper review is called for:

This is an amazing book, about a boarding school for people who - like Alice from Alice in Wonderland or Dorothy from the Oz books - slipped into another world, found they fit in, then got ripped out of that world back to this one, and now must adapt to their original world again, and cope with the strong need to return to the one they fell into. But of course, as with most of Seanan's writing, there is a horror twist: students are being murdered, their bodies mutilated.

As someone who coped with a troubled childhood by retreating into fantasy and then later got pulled kicking and screaming back to reality and has been trying to readjust ever since, I strongly resonate with these characters. Their characterization is unique, varied, realistic, and beautiful.

I was also pleased at the inclusion of a transgender character who is neither joke nor tragedy, and at the main character being asexual yet not aromantic. Further, one of the other girls is a scientist and genius. These characters, whose struggles to cope with being on earth again are so well written, added to a beautiful, rich, and believable fantasy multiverse, makes it a jewel to read, and I really hope Ms. McGuire will be taking us back through this door in the future.
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Checked out "Monstrous Regiment" by Terry Pratchett, on audiobook, because I've decided to give the Discworld books another try. The first three or four in the series I didn't get much out of, because of the issues I sometimes have translating words into pictures in my head. (Works fine the other way around, though.) I had the same problem with the Harry Potter books, the descriptions were largely useless to me because they didn't help me picture anything; everyone was just a bunch of talking squiggles in vaguely different colors, wandering around a squiggly world, until the movies came out and gave me something to put in place of the squiggles. I don't know why I have this problem, and I don't know why it's a problem with some books but not others. It's weird.

Anyway, so "Monstrous Regiment" is a bit farther along in the series, but I decided to get it while I waited for the first four in the series, because according to one website, the Discworld series is more like several series that take place in the same universe, with a few standalone books. Well, "Monstrous Regiment" is one of those standalone books.

Also, I don't know if it's something about the way this book is written or if it's because it's an audiobook, but this book has been VERY easy to picture characters and places in my head; for some reason, the normally faulty translation circuits are working right for this book. Wish I knew why. (Might be the voices? The guy reading it is VERY good with voices.)

Anyway, very hilarious book so far (I'm about halfway through). It has women pretending to be men, it has non-human characters, it has a lesbian couple, and it has political satire, all fun stuff! Looking forward to reading more.


Mar. 9th, 2015 10:31 pm
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Yesterday Lily had me meet her at Powell's. I got The Crystal Bible 2, normally $21, for $11.50 because somebody had written in it (still readable). I also got "Pocket Apocalypse" by Seanan McGuire!
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I had a dream last night featuring uplifted (to human-level sapience) gorillas. But they were incomplete; their larynx was more complex than wild gorillas, but not complex enough to manage English. They had a language of grunts and other vaguely animal noises, and that was pretty cool.

I'm not entirely sure why I had this dream; sure, I've been re-reading the Uplift trilogies by David Brin, but I haven't gotten far and I hadn't read in it for a couple days. Also, the uplifted gorillas in the series are not given a big role because they're being uplifted illegally (the Galactic civilization only allows two Client species at a time, and humans already have Chimps and Dolphins).

Also, I have a gorilla-like humanoid species in the Lyria verse, but it's been even longer since I wrote in that.
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ExistenceExistence by David Brin

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A highly stimulating, addictive, fascinating food for thought book. Loads of great ideas and quotable quotes. I usually take weeks to read even 300 page books, but I've gotten though most of this 800 page book in two days!

This book has a complex plot. It also has lots of asides and sub-plots that seem like mere social commentary or futurebuilding at first but later become relevant to the plot. But even the most seemingly pointless asides and brief mentions of things in passing turn out to be relevant to the overall story.

Also, the story is a very good, logical, complex possible answer to the Fermi Paradox.

Some of the tech lingo/slang and AI puns can get a little annoying at times, and the name of one character, Tenskwatawa, kept tripping me up because I have no idea how to pronounce it. Also, Brin drags out the suspense of certain revelations a bit too much in my opinion, but I think that's because he wants us to put the pieces together ourselves and guess the truth before it is revealed. Oh, and Professor Noozone's affected Jamaican accent is a bit off-putting, but oh well. (It is still clear than he is black, if not really Jamaican.)


All in all, I highly recommend this book!

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I've always preferred to go about barefoot if I can, even playing outside barefoot whenever feasable, in my younger days. (Stopped for a long time after stepping on a nail once when we lived in the country.) But I never had a problem with socks and shoes most of the time; though one good thing about summer is that I get to wear flip-flops, which is a lot like being barefoot. Djao'Kain, on the other hand, dislikes anything on Her feet so strongly that any attempt of mine to imagine Her in shoes or socks fails. Like, it's one of the few things I can't imagine at all.

Lately, I think I've been shifting these past few weeks toward Djao-Kain's perspective on barefootedness. I've been getting stronger and stronger urges to go barefoot and sometimes even going about with my legs exposed. I used to sometimes forget to take off my shoes and socks when I got home, but I don't anymore; it's all I can do to keep them on when I'm outside the apartment. If all I'm doing is laundry or checking the mail, I go out barefoot. And the other day when coming back from Brooke's, it was raining, and I walked halfway home barefoot before the texture of the sidewalk became too much to tolerate. I seriously think that if my feet were calloused enough to ignore rough sidewalk textures, and even to barely notice gravel, that I would just stop wearing shoes altogether (except keep a pair with me to go into buildings like restaurants). A part of me is like "That's insane, inside the city!" But it's how I feel anyway. Yet so far, I'm resisting; my feet aren't ready for that yet anyway, and I don't know how smart it is to go barefoot in a city where Goddess only knows what kinds of dangerous stuff is on the sidewalks and roads.

Also, having to resist the urge to wear short skirts in the winter cold. If I only did it like 10 or 15 minutes at a time, I'd be fine, but longer than that would make me too cold. (It doesn't help that coldness makes me horny.)

Rather long )


Oct. 23rd, 2013 08:04 pm
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Been reading the Behemoth series by Peter Watts. One of the things they keep mentioning in passing are "eyephones," a kind of stupid (pre-iPhone) name for the eye version of earphones. I find myself wanting something like this; it gets annoying trying to look at certain things and being afraid of the roommate walking in at any time (because the stupid apartment is built so you have to go through the bedroom to get to the bathroom, and the bathroom sink is in the bedroom).

It would be so simple to do, too: just one or two small screens set on a headset at a certain distance from the eye, which plugs into either the monitor jack or into a USB port. If I knew how to make one, I would.

I may have to move stuff in my room around again, so the laptop is faced away from the door, at least.
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"Because it’s suicide, that’s why!” Alyx cried. “Jeez, I can’t believe I have to explain it to you! Wouldn’t you stop me from trying to kill myself?”

"That depends."


"On if you really wanted to, or you were just trying to win an argument."

"I’m serious.

"Yeah. I can see that." Clarke sighed. "If you really wanted to kill yourself, I’d be sad and pissed off and I’d miss you like hell. But I wouldn’t stop you."

Alyx was appalled. “Why not?”

"Because it’s your life. Not mine."

Alyx didn’t seem to have been expecting that. She glared back, obviously unconvinced, obviously unequipped to respond.

Have you ever wanted to die?” Clarke asked her. “Seriously?”

"No, but—"

"I have."

Alyx fell silent.

"And believe me," Clarke continued, "it’s no fun listening to a bunch of professional head lice telling you how much there is to live for and how things aren’t really so bad and how five years from now you’ll look back and wonder how you ever could have even imagined offing yourself. I mean, they don’t know shit about my life. If there’s one thing I’m the world’s greatest expert on, it’s how it feels to be me. And as far as I’m concerned it’s the height of fucking arrogance to tell another human being whether their life is worth living.”
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New woman at the Scrabble meetup last night had a brand-new book by David Brin that I hadn't known was out. David Brin is still my favorite author; I've read a large percentage of his writings; all of his novels, except for this new one and that one he did with Gregory Benford.

The woman also has a Kindle, and she told me she's been reading a lot of romance novels lately only because they're free, and she hates paying for e-books. Not knowing how much I could tell her, I restricted my comments to "Eew, romance novels!" and telling her that she could find e-books online for free. I was tempted to say "Mainstream hetero romance novels have nothing to offer me; I prefer to get gay and lesbian porn stories online, including age play erotica." But I did not.
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Name five literary characters you would invite to dinner.

1. Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter)
2. Lyra Belacqua (His Dark Materials)
3. Harry Dresden
4. Ponter Boddit (Neanderthal Parallax series by Robert J. Sawyer.)
5. Stella [last name forgotten] from Darwin's Children.
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* The Bible. Got through maybe half of Genesis and gave up. Reason: Long, boring, stupid, with crappy language style.

* "A Clockwork Orange." I got half a chapter in and was like, "I have absolutely no clue what the hell is going on, because this is written in gibberish," and gave up on it.

* Several Stephen King books. Just reading the first ten pages of any Stephen King book will put me to sleep. For a horror writer, he has the absolutely most boooorring writing style I have ever run across.

* "Imajica" by Clive Barker. This one was unusual in that I read it almost all the way to the end, stopped for reasons I don't remember, and haven't gone back to it.

* "The Illuminatus Trilogy" by Robert Anton Wilson and Robert Shea. I got about 3/4ths of the way through this long, complicated, weirdly-written book the last time I attempted it, before being like, "I've had this book checked out from the library for a few months now. At this rate, it will take me a year to finish the danged thing" and giving up.

* "Moby Dick." I never even got past the third page. Attempting to read this book was the reading equivalent of walking through drying cement while carrying a 100-pound backpack, while fighting off the effects of a powerful sleeping pill.

* "A Handmaid's Tale" by Margaret Atwood. Only got a few pages in before sheer terror of the world it portrayed caused me to throw the book away like it was carrying ebola.

More later, as I remember them.
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A post by [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith linking to a post by the author "made" me check out a book called "Ultraviolet" by R. J. Anderson. It's pretty cool so far. But, I just wanted to make a comment about something in it...

Early in the book, we are shown a flashback to the main character's childhood. It's plain in some of the descriptions that the main character has what I thought at first was synesthesia. Hell, that may be what she has, and her... other abilities... may be a side effect of it, or her synesthesia may be a side effect of her other abilities, or whatever. But her other abilities only recently manifested, and hadn't been mentioned at that point. Anyway, what I want to comment on is that in the flashback, the main character (a girl) is like 5 or something and is asking her mom if to "look at the stars" when she clinks the spoons together; the child is exasperated that her mother can't see the stars that form when spoons are clinked together. Now, once her mother realizes that the child isn't imagining the stars, she reacts with intense fear. Fear of, or for, the child; or both. And then got very Dursleyish about it. At this point, I stared at the page in disbelief and utter bewilderment. Fear? Fear of what is clearly synesthesia? Was this based on reality at all? I then spent the next hour with my brain spinning its tires, stuck in a quagmire of thought, as I tried to process this. Because I can honestly say, this reaction is so far outside of my reality tunnel, there aren't words adequate to express my feelings. Never in a billion years would I have ever reacted this way to synesthesia, nor ever guessed that anyone ever would.

I mean, really. I can, with difficulty, see the path of twisted logic one must take to be a Republican, a fundie Xian, or even a flat-earther. Those paths look to me like the logical equivalent to swimming across the Pacific Ocean while yodeling to get to Japan, but I can at least see how one could get there that way. But I can't even begin to figure out the path one's life would have to take to be afraid of/for someone with synesthesia. About the only coherent thought I could form about this woman was, "People like that should not be raising children." I truly mean that, too; if something as simple as synesthesia terrifies you to the point where you slap your child because she has it, scream at her, and treat her like she's insane because of it, then you should not be breeding, and you should not be raising children.

Granted, later on in the book it becomes clear that something else is going on, too; she has some kind of superpowers, it looks like. But that's not really relevant, because I don't think her mother has any clue about any of that.
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My review:

An excellent book! I highly recommend it. You should probably read "Prometheus Rising" first, though, as it's easier to read and comes first. But this book can still be read on its own.

Laced with Wilson's typical weird humor, this book is a mostly serious work explaining Wilson's proposed philosophy of quantum psychology. A complete rejection of Aristotle's either/or thinking, quantum psychology has much in common with Existentialism, Operationalism, and the Copenhagen interpretation, showing how the weirdness of quantum mechanics cannot be avoided in our daily lives (we just tend to not see it, or ignore it), but manages to NOT lapse into solipsism. Wilson posits that 1. There IS an Ultimate Reality beyond our perceptions, but 2. We humans will never be able to experience it directly, because our brains don't actually tell us what the world looks like: it makes a guesstimate based on a tiny portion of possible sensory data. Even with instruments to tell us things about the world our 5 senses can't, we still will always experience only the model of reality we have built in our head, not the real reality. The brain is a blind king that thinks the contour map his servants made of his kingdom really *is* the kingdom. We keep thinking the map is the territory, but it isn't. When you see, say, a book or a chair, you're only actually seeing your brain's best guess at what a book or a chair looks like.

Wilson manages to keep away from the treacherous waters of solipsism by occasionally reminding us that though we can only know the map, the territory is real. So we are not limited to either "all we see is real" or "nothing we see is real." There is still statistical probability on our side, and we can be as much as 99% sure of certain things... just never 100% sure.

What's best, in my opinion, is that in the foreword, Wilson gives us brief but complete summaries of philosophies and philosophers important to the rest of the book, for those of us who aren't philosophy majors. There are also exercises at the ends of each chapter, apparently for groups of people to read chapters and then do the exercises together.

This is one of those books that is a fascinating read every time, and I get something new out of it each time I re-read it.

Cool quote

Jul. 13th, 2012 06:49 pm
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"The Russian mystic Gurdjieff claimed that we all contain multiple personalities. Many researchers in psychology and neuroscience now share that startling view. as Gurdjieff indicated, the "I" who toils at a job does not seem the same "I" who makes love with joy and passion, and the third "I" who occasionally gets angry for no evident reason seems a third personality, etc. There does not appear anything metaphysical about this; it even appears, measurably, on electroencephalograms. Dr. Frank Putnam of the National Institute of Health found that extreme cases of multiple personality - the only ones that orthodox psychiatry recognizes - show quite distinct brain waves for each "personality" almost as if the researchers had taken the electrodes off of one subject and attached them to another. (O'Regan. op. cit.)
---"Quantum Psychology" by Robert Anton Wilson
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Woke up today to texts from Brooke, asking if I was up to joining her on our postponed trip to this shopping area by the airport. We'd meant to go several days before, but Brooke came down with a fever. All better now, I assume, she texted me this morning and after the second text, I agreed and got ready. Because a restaurant was in the plans, with Brooke paying, but because I didn't know how long it would be before we got there or how long before my stomach started having a tantrum, I ate a granola bar first.

First we went to Best Buy, where she got some cords for her new TV, and a large crockpot. While she did this, I drooled over the tablet computers.

When we left Best Buy, her hands were full, so I got to carry the crock pot. Forgot to put my mittens on first, so my fingers were freezing. Luckily, the Red Robin we were going to wasn't far.

At the Red Robin, we both ordered this sandwich called a BLTA, which is bacon, lettuce, turkey, tomatoes, and avocado on a croissant. Fucking delicious! It's the best cold sandwich I've had in a long damn time. And it came with "bottomless steak fries." I don't normally like steak fries, but these were actually crispy and thinner than steak fries usually are. Oh, and before our sandwiches arrived, we shared an order of an "onion ring tower."

After sitting around to digest the food a bit, we headed home, me dropping off the crock pot at Brooke's apartment. I had a vague idea of heading home to nap, then, but didn't like the idea that so little activity had me so tired (the darkness was probably the culprit), so I decided to go ahead with what I'd planned to do that day, before Brooke's texts that morning; the plan I'd come up with last night. Which was to go to Powell's City of Books. The plan, because I'm out of money for the month, was to just browse and basically drool. And I did. Browse, that is. I was mostly focused on occult books. I started out trying to find left-hand path books, which of course is basically pointless even in a store that huge. Occasionally they'll have one of LaVey's books, but that seems to be the only LHP author they've ever heard of. (Border's used to be a lot better, before they went out of business.) I was surprised to see "Liber Null & Psychonaut" there; I still don't know why I didn't take it to take a closer look at it.

I didn't really expect to be there long, because I didn't expect to find anything that would hold my interest. I was pleasantly surprised, then, when I found "The Urban Primitive: Paganism in the Concrete Jungle" by Raven Kaldera and Tannin Schwartzstein. It was such a fascinating and useful book that I spent hours skimming it, reading bits, and taking notes. And since I found some used copies of it on Amazon just now, at a penny apiece (shipping is probably gonna be $3 or $4), I'm going to order a copy when I get January's money.

I'm gonna see what other books I can find at prices like that.
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I'm currently finishing up "Fall of Hyperion" by Dan Simmons. Good books, but I don't think I'm going to go on to Endymion and the others. A bit too complex for my brain to handle at the moment.

I've decided I may go more into urban fantasy, since the only examples of urban fantasy I've read are the October Daye books by Seanan McGuire and the Harry Dresden books by Jim Butcher, both of which are great series. So I need suggestions for good urban fantasy.

I'm also looking for suggestions in YA fantasy or scifi. I also like YA conventional fiction as well. YA authors I like: J. K. Rowling, Philip Pullman, Monica Hughes, Gary Paulsen, and Maureen Johnson. There may be others, but if so, I forget offhand.

I also liked "Mockingbird" by Kathryn Erskine and "Thirteen Reasons Why" by Jay Asher.
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Reading "Consider Phlebas" by Iain M. Banks, the first in The Culture series. The main society in this series is called simply The Culture. It is a society that is basically a socialist utopia; everyone gets all the food they want, free access to any materials they need to build things, there is no shortage at all of energy (what with fusion power and more advanced things), nobody is homeless, nobody is hungry, machines do all the work (leaving people free to pursue hobbies), and there is no shortage of room to live. If a planet starts to get on the crowded side, they just build either a massive Orbital (orbiting superstructure like a slice of a ringworld, has millions of square miles surface area) or a Ring or a Sphere, or other superstructures with mountains, valleys, oceans, etc on it. The Culture is so widespead and has such technology and power that in this book, they evacuated and then destroyed an entire Orbital just to keep it from being used as a base of operations by an enemy society, in The Culture's first war for hundreds of generations (a war they declared to keep the Idirans, a species of religious extremists that make anything we have on Earth now look tame by comparison, from spreading any further).

They manage all this without corruption or abuse of power... because they have given up control to the Minds, sentient machines so intelligent that no human could hope to compete with them. The Minds look after the humans and send lesser machines out for resources when they're needed. Also, they think of ways to improve technology. They are logical, but understand emotions. And so far, Iain M. Banks seems to be saying that The Culture is awesome. And I agree. I want to live in The Culture. I want to live on an Orbital and do whatever I want without having to worry about money, or "will I get kicked out for something stupid like my appearance?" and just be free to do whatever, whenever. I, for one, welcome our new silicon overlords. :-D

What I love the most about this series, so far, is that The Culture is so perfect that the only way to get a decent story out of it is to focus on the places where The Culture clashes with other societies. Which was the problem I had with Traipah at first, too, and was what made me so obsessed with it - I was determined to find a way to make good stories from it.

"Consider Phlebas" is awesome indeed. Exciting, adventurous, and funny. But it also has its dark spots. If you read it, I warn you: when you get to the scene where Horza gets stranded on the island, you might want to skip to page 185. That whole business with the Eaters and their leader, Fwi-Song, was so graphic and disturbing that though I passed that section days ago, I still occasionally get flashbacks that make me shudder.

But aside from that, great book. I highly recommend it.
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So [livejournal.com profile] cluegirl answered the "who is the worst movie bully" Writer's Block with Glenda, Good Witch of the North.", then launches into details. My reply is reposted below:
Glinda's problem in the movie is she's actually two entirely different characters, and the whole movie suffers from a severe case of "Hurr durr, let's rewrite a story we apparently have never read." I read the book, and at first Dorothy runs into an unnamed white witch (of the north) who genuinely doesn't know what the hell is going on, and has limited powers. All she can do is send Dorothy to the wiser good witch of the south (the real Glinda). But before Dorothy can get there, she runs into the Wizard; shitstorm ensues, which is somewhat like the movie version but a lot not.1 When that's over, she continues on south and meets Glinda, who's all like (not a quote) *Eyeroll* "Stupid witch of the north, doesn't know fucking anything. If she were even half as smart as me, she'd have seen instantly that you had the way home the whole time."

I hate the wizard of Oz movie anyway. Dorothy is 6 in the book, and the movie makes no fucking sense because the screenplay was apparently written by mentally retarded chimpanzees that only speak German, and does that "it was all a dream" shit at the end. In the book, Oz is a real place, with none of that "autistic boy's coma dream" crap.

"The Wizard of Oz" is long overdue for a more faithful remake. To say the book is better than the movie is like saying a healthy diet full of fruits and vegetables is better for you than a gunshot between the eyes.

1 = Field of poppies were not made by the witch of the west. As I recall, the witch of the West wasn't even aware of Dorothy until Dorothy and her friends were heading for her castle. The Witch of the West wasn't even really a witch; her only power was she'd lucked into a magic hat that allowed her to force the flying monkeys (which were natural Oz animals and normally quite gentle) to do her bidding in the form of three wishes, two of which she'd already used to gain power. Dorothy gets a hold of the hat when the witch of the west dies during the escape attempt, and uses the monkeys to help her get to the witch of the south, and then set them free with her third wish. (Or destroyed the hat, I don't recall exactly.) There are also about a dozen entire scenes in the book, like the land of living porcellain figures, that never made it to the movie.
Another comment just occurred to me, that I went back and added:
PS = Also, they added a bunch of stuff in the Kansas part of the movie. In the book, the Kansas part at the beginning is little more than=

Dorothy: "Damn, Kansas sure is boring. Hey, is that a tornado?"

And later=

"Aunty Em! I'm home!"
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A few days ago, I finished "Feed" by Mira Grant1 and started on the second novel, "Deadline." They're books taking place in a world where zombies are real, are caused by the mutated lovechild of a pair of artificial viruses intended to cure cancer and the common cold respectively, and humanity survived. More importantly, civilization survived, because there were a lot fewer casualties than the horror movies predict thanks to George Romero films, the CDC, bloggers who told the truth while the lamestream media told only the official cover story, and a scientist who told the truth on his 8-year-old daughter's blog.

May contain spoilers )

I give these books THREE thumbs up! I can't wait to finish Deadline, and for Blackout to be released!

1 = Pseudonym for Seanan McGuire, who is on my friendslist.
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From [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith:

Italicize the authors you've heard of before reading this list of authors, bold the ones you've read at least one work by, underline the ones of whose work you own at least one example of.

Lynn Abbey
Eleanor Arnason
Octavia Butler
Moyra Caldecott
Jaygee Carr
Joy Chant
Suzy McKee Charnas
C. J. Cherryh
Jo Clayton
Candas Jane Dorsey
Diane Duane
Phyllis Eisenstein
Cynthia Felice
Sheila Finch
Sally Gearhart
Mary Gentle
Dian Girard
Eileen Gunn
Monica Hughes
Diana Wynne Jones
Gwyneth Jones
Leigh Kennedy
Lee Killough
Nancy Kress
Katherine Kurtz
Tanith Lee
Megan Lindholm (AKA Robin Hobb)
Elizabeth A. Lynn
Phillipa Maddern
Ardath Mayhar
Vonda McIntyre
Patricia A. McKillip
Janet Morris
Pat Murphy
Sam Nicholson (AKA Shirley Nikolaisen)
Rachel Pollack
Marta Randall
Anne Rice
Jessica Amanda Salmonson
Pamela Sargent
Sydney J. Van Scyoc
Susan Shwartz
Nancy Springer
Lisa Tuttle
Joan Vinge
Élisabeth Vonarburg
Cherry Wilder
Connie Willis
Jacqueline Lichtenberg
Jean Lorrah
Marion Zimmer Bradley
Anne McCaffrey
Suzette Haden Elgin
Seanan McGuire (AKA Mira Grant)
Sherri S. Tepper
Margaret Atwood
Cindy Pon
Ursula K. Le Guin
Madeline L'Engle
Cornelia Funke
Andre Norton
Idris Seabright
Zenna Henderson
C L Moore
Leigh Brackett
Mercedes Lackey
Catherine Asaro
Jean M. Auel (okay, it's debatable whether her stuff is SF or not)
Elizabeth Bear
Rachel Caine
Juanita Coulson
Rosemary Edgehill
Suzette Haden Elgin

Feel free to add any that aren't on here, I know I did. (I may add more later, even.)


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