How to Survive, Break Out of Jail, and Join the Revolution

Today, my novel’s primary antagonist is breaking out of jail. She’s moving from being one of the many people who work for her particular government–very high up, actually–to being disillusioned by her recent experiences, and generally willing to fight for what she believes in.

Yep. I said “antagonist.”

She’s done fairly well for herself, considering she was more or less just the faithful maid when I started.

I don’t actually have themes, but if I did, this one would probably be about figuring out what you really believe, and then being true to yourself. I think everyone in it is re-evaluating their oldest beliefs and basic assumptions.

Maybe the theme would be something along the lines of beliefs changing with time and experience. I don’t know. Ask an English teacher. **adds another explosion**

This particular character could be the main character of her own book, and sometimes, I think maybe she should be. If I wind up doing a series, she probably will be.

Science Fiction Politics

film, projector

I’d love to be able to ignore politics entirely. In the perfect world, I’d be in the doomsday bunker with all the other intellectuals and artists, reading a book, and checking the periscope to see if it’s time to come out and repopulate, yet.

In the real world, stuff happens, and you realize…

The whole pre-season training camp presidential campaign can be expressed in terms of clips from your favorite sci-fi franchises.

And if you’re having trouble with some of the words on that teleprompter, buy a dictionary!

Conspiracy Theory: JFK committed suicide by means of a second gunman on the grassy knoll.

Fact: FDR used a wheelchair.

Unilateral Marriage Problems

A lake, Which has nothing to do with Unilateral Marriage

I’m working on one of those unintended consequences that come up with fiction. I invented unilateral marriage, and then unilateral marriage invented a dozen other things that are obvious, once you start thinking about it.

I’m not good at the whole true love thing. I either fall in love far too often, or not nearly enough. Either way, the score’s pretty bleak. True love, zero; interesting stories… well, more. I once gnawed off my own finger, escaping from a jeweler’s store.

So, obviously, I’ve created a culture in which one person decides they’re getting married whether the other person marries them back or not. Talk about commitment.

Never mind that. Unilateral marriage impacts the culture. Obviously. Now, being quite honest, most people are going to have some vague idea of their love interest’s **ahem** interest level before they marry them. So, in most cases, he marries her, and she marries him back rather quickly.

Not in all cases. And in those cases, where her affections are still up for grabs, more than one man might marry the same woman. (Who doesn’t have to marry either of them.) Interesting household.

Marriage affects paternity, property rights, and family reunions. And new things pop up all the time. (My Muse works on a sealed-orders, need-to-know basis.)

About the photo:

I have a leftover photo or two, so I’m throwing them out here as I go. This is a happy little lake that lives next door to the steel cranes I posted a while back. You’ll note there’s an extremely over-excited red barn in the background. He was so happy to be noticed, I just didn’t have the heart to tell him to get out of my shot.

I got a little bit of sun today, too. Nothing worth mentioning. Before the rain came.