For me, living aboard a space station is about the most fantastical thing imaginable.

I truly admire the brave people who risk their lives by exploring space. I really and truly believe that humankind's future is in space and off planet Earth. It's not that I'm a pessimist, because I'm not. I just believe, as does Stephan Hawking, that humanity shouldn't keep all our eggs in one basket. I think we need to reach far and wide, starting with space stations and moving to permanent settlements on other planets in our solar system. To me, it just makes sense.

Language is the key to culture, real or imagined.

Autogenerated fantasy landscapes feel like randomly programmed dreams.

Dying malls are death poems to conspicuous consumption.

My creative blog posting well is dry.

You know how I like free.

I guess you could say I'm in a dark mood this week.

I wish I hadn't gotten out of the habit of writing every day.

I love me some ambient, sci-fi atmosphere!

I think I'm too tired, because I think about sleeping and naps all the time.