I wish I were a little bird
That out of sight doth soar,
I wish I were a song once heard
But often pondered o’er,
Or shadow of a lily stirred
By wind upon the floor,
Or echo of a loving word
Worth all that went before,
Or memory of a hope deferred
That springs again no more.
Image: Butterfly II by getcarter
Mind-blown by this beautiful piece of art, I reblogged it on Tumblr and retweeted it on Twitter and posted in on Facebook and drowned the author, Sixtus/Gladius, with repeated outpourings of praise and glee. But I still have more!
Being short on actual content, this week I bring you an announcement of some long-postponed site updates. I updated:
In other news, I managed to crawl out of the quagmire, I’m playing Mass Effect: Andromeda again, and Story by R. McKee is an excellent read.
Image: The Bubble Nebula, by Russell Croman
Here, where the world is quiet;
Here, where all trouble seems
Dead winds’ and spent waves’ riot
In doubtful dreams of dreams;
I watch the green field growing
For reaping folk and sowing,
For harvest-time and mowing,
A sleepy world of streams.
Lately I’ve been following more and more full-time authors on social media and several of them mentioned the dubious practice of emailing themselves the current version of their manuscript, as backup. And sure, it works. The same way an open fire in your backyard works as a source of heat for regular daily cooking when you’ve got a perfectly functional stove in the kitchen.
Continue reading Four Ways to Back Up Your ManuscriptThe completeness of the search for signs of extraterrestrial radio transmissions and other technosignatures to date is roughly equivalent to having searched a small swimming pool for evidence of fish in all of Earth’s oceans.
How Much SETI Has Been Done? Finding Needles in the n-dimensional Cosmic Haystack
Jason T. Wright, Shubham Kanodia, and Emily Lubar , ,
Image credit: NRAO/AUI/NSF
