This is me at Yosemite last year, in awe of a giant fallen sequoia that was wide enough to walk through. I quit science at the end of Year 10. I wish I hadn’t. But I was too squeamish for biology, not mathematically minded enough for chemistry and physics, and too excited by the possibility... Continue Reading →
Why I’m Basically a Goddess, or How World-Building Ate My Life
World-building is hard. I don’t mean physically and literally building a world, although I can only assume, not being an All-Powerful God Being, that such a task would also be extraordinarily difficult. The type of world-building I’m referring to involves developing an imaginary yet believable universe, with consistent and somewhat reasoned qualities, such as history,... Continue Reading →