Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Bud Smoking is now Prolific in the Community

Many individuals from the rolling local community don't know the difference among a nicely limited packed spliff, or a single that is loose and able to drop apart. The actual science driving acquiring the right smoke comes from realizing how to roll a joint. You would be surprised should you knew specifically the amount of persons this easy gesture alluded. The actual fact from the make any difference is this, all grass isn't the similar grass when puffed. Grass that is certainly smoked from the compact blunt is way stronger and capable to strike your lungs and get you large within a quicker total of your time. A lot of consider the standard from the smoke arrives from how chronic or dank the weed is, but that is not the case as we have now just outlined.

To prevent all confusion prior to it even starts, i am not indicating the marijuana in and of by itself may be the principal substance which makes the peerlessly rolled joint more powerful or danker. No an argument like that would be away from left subject. What I am indicating while, is always that it does have a great influence on your own 420 time if anything you rolled up together with your papers is good and smug. Marry Jane using tobacco is undoubtedly an artwork variety, and in order such need to be dealt with as one particular in every and all cases. Ok, we get it, possibly not ALL occasions, like say if you have to grab a quick toke before you go into function, or when time is getting rushed.

The marijuana using tobacco way of living will not be exclusively unique to pot heads, or stoners. Actually it's reported that politicians, legal professionals, judges, and a lot of other public officers and public figures for instance motion picture stars and musicians all interact in puffing the magic dragon. Why then does something that is so frequently a part of modern society get this kind of negative rep? The solution could be traced way back to the documentation of marijuana. Like when this site http://danklegalbud.com/ gave us instructions for how to smoke legal weed. When hemp was 1st found people realized the stems, as well as the leaves, with the pot plant have been strong plenty of being manufactured into rope and paper. Given that weed is probably the fastest developing crops on the planet, needing quite small servicing to grow to large proportions, it helps make the developing and distribution of paper and twine extremely effortless to the common public or new companies. In terms of smoking and inhaling it into your lungs even though the story differs. You must make use of a toke system to light-weight up the bud, or spark it as some 420 enthusiasts like to say. To get it right into a compact cigarette that smokes like a spliff you have to understand how to roll a joint limited adequate to acquire a puff well worth some time and effort of rolling it. This doesn't sit properly with all the paper mills, and twine manufacturing corporations. They recognized that since weed is really a source that is certainly so simply manufactured and attainable, it really is not a scarce resource like trees are. What does this indicate to them? It means shed profits when hemp gets to be the number 1 input in people solutions.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

What Girls do during their Private Time

girl grinding her bed

Pillow humping is the method of getting off sexually using a pillow or cushioning for self pleasure. Pillow humping can be carried out in various methods and with varied methods. Out of males and females, ladies by a big margin surpass males in terms of pillow humping. For males it's completely different to hump a pillow than for gals, males need to take a seat on the pillow and shift their ball sack back and forth on it while rubbing their penis. Nearly all males choose the classic way of genital masturbation by working with their hand to rub their penis back and forth.

Not all women hump their pillows, but the individuals that do report engaging in it simply because it's the best and most enjoyable way to attain climax. Women's sensual problems are varied. An overwhelming high number of them report never being able to reach climax from sex, but only rather from different specific ways. The studying of varied solutions of cumming, has already led women to come across one of the most popular approach, pillow grinding. Different kinds of masturbation styles that girls have uncovered include using their fingers, circular items, or bicycles, to make themselves wet and aroused. The activity of getting yourself off by methods of masturbation is referred to as self sex. Don't be fixated on that next time you remember that on top position is natural. When the women who pick pillows over other ways of masturbation were questioned just why that is, they replied that using a pillow gives the best extraordinary, passionate, wet, complete-body, clittrembling, and eroticlly rewarding orgasm possible. Because of the absence of specialized teaching on correct masturbation tactics, girls have had to play with as many varied techniques as possible to learn what works best for them.

Masturbation for women generally begins at a very juvenile age, keeps going at the same pace straight to puberty, and usually rises in length and frequency as a woman ages. Not all females are masters of riding but the ones who are know damn well they're good at it. As a young female, a girl discovers either by accident, or by testing, that pressure applied on her clitoris is exciting and feels fantastic. Most often masturbation is figured out in the mornings or evening hours while the woman is in bed. As soon as a young woman recognizes that rubbing her clit on a pillow delivers her sensations that she’s never sensed before, she endures the process, unable to, or even consciously thinking of stopping. Besides bedrooms, being in sleeping bags, and slumbering at hotels, are also areas women have stated to have masturbated by using a pillow for their first time. Because a female is in her personal privacy when pillow humping, she typically will force the limits of how excited she can get by intensely humping the pillow. Since lots of girls haven't ever received intense intimate delight for prolonged periods of time, they don't know how to react to it whenever they discover it. And so they typically end just before cumming. The women that push through the sensation and allow for themselves to feel the activity thoroughly, usually report reaching orgasm. To find out more info about what is enjoyed intimately visit http://girlsexlife.com/

Friday, December 28, 2012

Reinforcing The Strangeness

Just yesterday, I received a note from a "test reader:" one of a small group that's helping me with first-draft criticisms and suggestions about Freedom's Scion, the sequel to Which Art In Hope. She had some interesting things to say, among which I found the following both heartening and slightly worrying:

I have to admit, your new direction is something that I have always wanted from various Sci-Fi stories. That glimpse of every day life in a new and different environment that gives a sense of place, a sense of time, of being transported to a real place. Fantasy delivers this far more often than the Sci-Fi crowd. This is strange, because Sci-Fi more often tries to account for reality in their musings. Honestly, I am more fascinated by it in Sci-Fi settings. But it also explains why I like Sarah Hoyt, and Eric Flint, and others who like to bring the reader down to eye level with a citizen, and not just an adventurer passing through.

Now I, too, like the sense of "eye-level" immersion in a setting of which my reader speaks -- obviously, or I wouldn't write that way -- but it trades off against one of science fiction's other virtues: the detachment of the reader from his sense of what's normal and customary. Both should be present in a good piece of SF.

The point of all fiction, once the requirement to divert and entertain is satisfied, is to illuminate aspects of human nature by depicting people coping with challenges and changes. Science fiction is valuable because of the power it has to test people against challenges and changes that don't exist in present-day reality. Thus, the writer should never permit either aspect of the adventure to overwhelm the other: the sense of displacement from present-day reality must be continuously present, albeit not annoyingly obtrusive, while the reader is kept aware that what really matter are the lives of the Marquee characters and the changes they must undergo in the course of the story.

I recall reading, long ago, a piece written by a professional editor about half-clever attempts to penetrate the SF genre by writers who really want to write Westerns, or pink-and-purple romances, or whatnot. He mentioned one particular submission, in which the hero belted on a "proton blaster" and rocketed away to cut off the bad guys at the Horsehead Nebula. This is plainly the opposite of what an SF writer should be trying to do...but I have no doubt that a significant number of aspirants tried it, back when SF's popularity exploded and it became newly respectable.

To return to the main thread, if a story or novel in a speculative genre begins to seem as if it could take place in Peoria, it's short-changed one of the desiderata of that genre. The aspects of the thing that distinguish it from present-day reality haven't been adequately reinforced; the writer should give some hard thought to them before they disappear into the sauce. After all, we already have Peoria; why take a story that would fit there comfortably and drag it kicking and screaming across the light-years for no good reason? Don't we have Real Housewives of New Jersey for just that purpose?

Oh, by the way, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Saturday, December 8, 2012

They're Doing It Again!

This far into the adventure of fiction writing, it really shouldn’t surprise me any longer when my characters jump out of the tracks I had carved for them and start doing something completely unplanned. But it does.

Freedom’s Scion is coming along nicely, but it’s developed into a tale far distant, both in plot and themes, from what I’d originally envisioned. The principal source of deviation arises from my “antagonist” Marquee character and one Supporting Cast character. They have an essentially political conflict going on – on a planet populated entirely by anarchists, at that – and it’s risen to the forefront of the story, at least in the opening third.

Normally I wouldn’t view this as a problem, and perhaps I shouldn’t now. You have to let your characters do what they’re moved to do by their innate natures and drives. Characters who want to gain or hold power are going to pursue those ends; forcing them to slough their overriding priorities makes them unnatural and stiff. More, the themes that arise from the conflicts in progress and the way they’re likely to be resolved are good, meaty ones. The problem, if there is one, arises from the structural metaphor I’d chosen for this novel. It would have been fine for the plot I’d originally intended, but it clashes with the story that’s developed.

The source of this development appears to be an insufficient amount of time spent developing the backstory for the novel. Had I put more work into a backstory properly shaped to my original intention, and character sketches that would be compatible with my original plot, that plot and collection of associated themes might still be workable. However, it looks as if I’m going to have to put them aside and let these characters take the book where they will.

All the same, I must remember to be grateful for small blessings: fortunately, the title still works!

Friday, November 30, 2012

On Writerly Self-Discovery

People spout a lot of claptrap about “knowing yourself.” I shan’t dispute the value of such knowledge, but I do wonder at the number of would-be advisors that have nothing to say about how to go about acquiring it.

For me, the writing of fiction has provided the greatest self-education of my sixty years. It’s taught me an enormous amount about myself. Most important, it’s helped me to discover and acknowledge my own values.

Fictioneering obviously isn’t for everyone. However, as the readers of Musings aren’t everyone, I find myself wondering: What have your adventures in fiction taught each of you about yourself?

  • Has it made you aware of your true priorities?
  • Has it helped you to admit to (not accept) your personal shortcomings?
  • Has it guided you in the pursuit of those ends most important to you?

    This is the sort of highly personal subject it’s all too easy to belabor, so I shall refrain from doing so, after a single additional observation:

    No matter what else I’ve achieved on a given day, if I haven’t done any fiction writing – even a mere five or six hundred words – the day feels wasted.

    I never felt that way before I undertook this avocation. That might seem obvious to you, Gentle Reader, but to me it indicates that all unknowing, I’d experienced a massive change in priorities: the sort of tectonic shift that creates new continents to roam and new goals to pursue.

    Does anyone else out there feel the same?

    Sunday, November 25, 2012

    Whither Religious Fiction?

    Perhaps that should be Christian fiction, as that’s the only kind I write, but I’m reasonably sure the qualms I’m entertaining would apply with equal force to Jewish, Buddhist, Hindu, Taoist, or any other religiously oriented fiction.

    Major problem: Most religious fiction is bad. Unbearably so.

    Implied question: Why?

    Answer excluded from consideration: Because the authors are inept.

    I’ve suffered through quite a lot of religious fiction. I’ve often asked myself whether I considered it penance for my own presumption in writing it. 90% of it (if not more) is genuinely awful, execrable, impossible for an intelligent reader to tolerate. Yet it’s not festooned with spelling errors or syntactic faults. The writers mostly obey the “macro” rules, such as those pertinent to management of viewpoint and consistency over story time. Most of the time, they choose reasonably dramatic conflicts around which to shape their plots. Nevertheless, rarer than rubies is the religiously-themed novel that genuinely entertains—that leaves the reader feeling that he hasn’t wasted his time or money.

    My sense for the thing is that the authors are, in the main, too determined to press their religious messages on their readers. They’re preaching at the expense of entertainment. But few readers of fiction are there to be catechized. They’re there to be entertained; religious edification is a distant second, if indeed it’s among their desires at all.

    I could be wrong about that. Most of the Christian fiction I’ve encountered was written and published by Baptists. They’re among the more evangelical Christian sects. They have few inhibitions about dragging you into the revival tent. Perhaps I’d find Catholic religious fiction less aggressively polemic. However, there’s a lot less of it—and what I’ve found has been less than impressive.

    The overwhelming majority of Christian fiction writers display more than adequate technical “chops.” If they could somehow “gentle” their religious messages—transform them into subtext—the result would be must more appealing. But that raises the question of why those writers choose to write religious fiction in the first place, which for an onlooker—even one who is himself a writer of religious fiction—is unanswerable.

    I know personally only two other writers of sincere Christian convictions. One is unreadably in-your-face; the other is one of the most entertaining—and popular—writers of science fiction practicing today. The latter gentleman handles religious themes with great delicacy; he’s almost entirely indirect about them. Indeed, I dare say that virtually no one would characterize his books as religious fiction. Yet the message is always there, and when you grasp it, you have that supremely precious feeling of having attained an important illumination entirely on your own. There’s a lesson there, and one that I strive not to misplace when I need it most.

    I’ve recently enjoyed works by one other writer who works religious motifs into her fiction: Julie Cochrane, whose books Cally’s War, Sister Time, and Honor Of The Clan—all co-authored with SF titan John Ringo—have impressed me greatly for several reasons, notably the delicacy with which she handles those motifs. So perhaps there are more such writers out there, and I have yet to stumble over them.

    I look forward to the encounters.

    Sunday, November 18, 2012

    Race And Ethnicity In Fiction

    In our oh-so-politically-correct era, it's a rare thing to tune the Idiot Box to a crime drama, watch the grisly mess all the way to the end, and discover that the villain is -- gasp! -- a Negro. Negroes are a "protected minority." Terribly fragile of psyche, don't y'know. Prone to rioting when they feel they've been "dissed." Merely putting a store in a majority-black neighborhood has cost a few Koreans their lives, to say nothing of their livelihoods, courtesy of that prominent apostle of nonviolence Al Sharpton. As for the Rodney King episode, we should be grateful that Los Angeles came out of that still standing. So there's this reluctance for a writer of any prominence to "color" his bad guys in the darker hues.

    Rarer still is the perpetrator of any heinous deed allowed to be a person of Middle Eastern heritage. Indeed, when Tom Clancy's blockbuster novel The Sum Of All Fears was made into a movie, the producers shied back from using the plot as Clancy wrote it. Clancy made the bad guys Muslims! We can't have that. The poor dears might be offended...and you know what Muslims do when they feel offended. More, I learned recently that in remaking the Cold War classic Red Dawn, the producers wobbled back and forth between Iran and North Korea as the villains, and finally chose the Norks as "safer." Safer for what? I hear you cry. Well, given that Robert Spencer and Geert Wilders are accompanied by armed guards wherever they go, I'd say the question answers itself.

    From the behavior of the above and the results it's garnered, the other races and ethnicities of Mankind have learned that if you howl loudly enough and threaten credibly enough, you can...persuade most writers and filmmakers to exclude your group from the candidate pool for villainy. Some call it prudence; others, pusillanimity. But either way, few artists buck the trend.

    For my part, I ignore it. Fifty percent of the violent crimes and crimes against property committed in these United States are perpetrated by young male Negroes. Worldwide, essentially all acts of terrorism and hate crimes committed for religious or ethnic reasons are committed by Muslims of Middle Eastern origin. I feel no reluctance to portray my villains as Negroes or Muslims, and I will continue to do so when it strikes me as appropriate. I've been counseled against it as "unfair," "unkind," "not politically correct," and outright hazardous. I've shrugged the advice off.

    We've known for ages that the way to detoxify a stereotype applied to you and yours is to embrace it and caricature it. Make it into a source of laughter; to laugh at oneself is always endearing. Of course, that only works if the stereotype is erroneous. If it's accurate -- a reflection of the realities around us -- there's nothing you can do about it but reform yourself and police your fellows so they won't bring further shame upon your group.

    The virtue of frankly acknowledging racial and ethnic reality even in fiction is that over time, readers would cease to be troubled by it...and the previously protected groups would cease to believe they can prevent it. Fiction has often had a clarifying effect on men's attitudes and beliefs. Consider the polemic potency of C. S. Lewis's Space Trilogy and Narnia series, or the widespread effect Atlas Shrugged had in opening readers' minds to the perniciousness of a government-controlled economy. Realism about the distribution of crimes and terrorist acts among the races and ethnicities of Man would be just as clarifying.

    I like clarity. Quite a lot, in fact.

    The final segment of Chosen One features two explicitly black characters: a protagonist and a villainess. A test reader gigged me for it -- "not politically correct," he said -- and I resolved to ignore him. Verisimilitude would not have been served nearly as well had Angela and June been white. If my readers had qualms about it, none of them have written to say so.

    When I sat down to write On Broken Wings, among my first needs was to visualize each of my Marquee and Supporting Cast characters. Two of the villains -- the brothers Raymond and Ernest Lawrence -- I visualized as Negroes -- and big, hulking Negroes, at that. I never stated their race explicitly in the text of the book, nor in the sequel Shadow Of A Sword. Nevertheless, I allowed them to manifest virtually all of the tags and verbal motifs of the American Negro, subcategory Practicing Thug. I'd be surprised if as many as ten percent of the novel's readers failed to visualize them as black. Visualizing and characterizing them as such helped me greatly in putting them through their paces in those books.

    Two of my stories of polymath technologist Todd Iverson and two others featuring President Stephen Graham Sumner have featured Muslim villains. I have received death threats for them, but I'm still here. Of course, it probably helps that I'm heavily armed at all times, but still...

    It really doesn't take much courage. Call it my little contribution toward diversity in fiction if you like.

    Wednesday, November 14, 2012

    Offstage Doings

    Not everything that happens in the course of even the most meticulously detailed story has to happen "onstage:" that is, in view of a viewpoint character who’ll take note of it in a fashion the reader will hear about as it happens. "Offstage" events -- events that occur outside the narrative stream and are referred to only in passing during a narrative thread -- are often quite important and can be given quite a lot of punch by the proper handling.

    I tried this out in On Broken Wings and was pleasantly surprised by how well it came off:

        Five large motorcycles in a tight one-two-two formation roared eastward on the New York State Thruway, cutting through the chill air of the mid-March afternoon at seventy-five miles per hour. All five riders were young. All were tall, broad-shouldered, and well built. All wore jackets of thick black leather, each of which had a cloth depiction of a bloody cleaver pop-riveted to its back. All the other traffic they encountered on that great highway moved aside to let them pass.

        In theory, they weren't going anywhere in particular. They'd wandered the Northeast for six months. They were supposed to be looking for a place to make their home base. They were half-afraid they'd find one. Wandering suited them; it was part of why they were together.

        Pete Gottfried and Al Marshall rode at the back of the convoy. They were both twenty-nine, and had already lived the road life for more than a decade. To be in motion was the sum of their desires. To be at rest was a torture beyond anything else they knew. Wherever the leader pointed, they would go. Whatever he commanded, they would do.

        Mac Swanson and Carl DeShaies were in the middle. For them, the road life was both means and end. Twenty-six year old Mac was wanted in his home state of Montana for a murder he'd committed in the course of a convenience store holdup. Twenty-seven year old Carl was notorious among the citizens of Orem, Utah for his ways with their little girls. They had met in flight, had crossed the country seeking a haven, and had pledged their allegiance to Tiny and his Butcher clan together more than six years ago.

        Rusty McGill rode alone, about fifty feet ahead of his diminutive pack, his shoulder-length red-brown hair whipping in the wind. At twenty-five he was the youngest of the group, but he was the undisputed leader. Since they first bonded, he'd become the least talkative as well.

    The "diminutive pack" Rusty leads formed offstage, in consequence of a schism within the Butchers, the larger pack of which the five had once been a part. I couldn't see a reason to narrate the process by which Pete, Al, Mac and Carl decided to throw their lots in with Rusty, so I skipped from the schism straight to this point in the story. The ongoing narrative struck me as tighter and better paced that way.

    In Shadow Of A Sword, I did it again:

        Sumner rose from his chair as Christine entered. “Are we ready, Chris?”

        I’m not sure I like the look on her face.

        She closed the door of the waiting room soundlessly behind her. “Maybe. Steve...you should brace yourself. It’s quite a crowd.”

        “Bigger than LA?”

        “A lot bigger.” She hefted her new, ultra-ruggedized laptop. “I’m not certain about the crowd control. They’re pressing the forward barricades pretty hard.”

        Only a security type would fret over a huge crowd at a campaign stop. Well, that’s why I have her.

        “Well, are you ready?” She nodded, and he indicated the laptop. “Why are you bringing that?”

        Without apparent thought she said, “The case will stop a bullet,” opened the door and gestured him through.

    There was an earlier exchange in which Sumner and Christine discussed getting her a laptop, but needless to say, showing two adults shopping for a computer, even a slightly exotic computer with a hardened steel case, wouldn't hold the typical reader's interest. So I skipped it. What I discovered by handling the exchange that way was that I could use it to sharpen the reader's perception of Christine. She's toting her new computer along because it might come in handy in saving her client's life. She's ready to use it that way, regardless of the damage it might incur from such an event. Thus, her offhand statement to Sumner became an element in her characterization: an amplification of how thoroughly she relates everything around her to her primary duty of protection.

    In a way, this is about the importance of making sharp, confident transitions between scenes that are separated in space or time. Lawrence Block calls them "fast cuts," and emphasizes how they serve the reader's sense of the narrative's pacing and urgency. But even the fastest cut will omit the events that occur within the omitted interval. If those events are at all important to the story, you can allude to them in a subtle fashion without fearing that your reader will cry foul. If they can be employed in some other way, as for example in the scene from Shadow Of A Sword cited above, why not?

    You don't have to depict or explain everything in terrifying detail. If your reader is well matched to your story, he'll invest enough imaginative energy in it to fill in what you've left out. Trust him!

    Wednesday, October 24, 2012

    Unpopular Ideas

    In 1957, when Signet published Ayn Rand's novel Atlas Shrugged, the ideas it championed were massively unpopular. They weren't (and aren't) new ideas -- the Founding Fathers of this nation embedded them deep in our political structure -- but they'd been the targets of a propaganda campaign designed to render them unacceptable to most Americans., Reviewers and critics pounced on the book immediately, awarding it their most thunderous denunciations. That Rand's novel immediately became one of Signet's top selling titles confounded its detractors and bemused many who'd wondered how a polemic so at odds with the received wisdom could flourish to such a degree.

    In 1943, when Clive Staples Lewis published That Hideous Strength, he faced a similar set of opponents. Despite the author's stature as a Christian evangelist and the popularity of his children's works, the forces of the literary world immediately leagued against him. He'd dared to attack far too many of the political ideas au courant to be tolerated -- and in a story firmly attached to Britain's most beloved bit of mythopoetic quasi-history -- the Arthurian legend -- as well. But those opponents, too, were confronted and cast down by the novel's popular success.

    Mind you, others had been trying to reintroduce Rand's and Lewis's ideas into popular thought for some time. They simply hadn't been writing fiction about them. They were stunned by the extent to which those fictional treatments succeeded in the marketplace.

    Yet another demonstration of the power of story.

    * * *

    A well-conceived, well-written story persuades more effectively than a non-fictional polemic for a simple reason: it mimics real life. It depicts ideas in action among plausible characters in a plausible setting. He who seeks to popularize an idea should be aware of this. Apparently, many are not.

    Of course, for this approach to work, certain prerequisites must be met:

    • The polemicist must have the storyteller's gift;
    • The ideas he seeks to depict must be essentially correct;
    • He must embed those ideas within a setting and a plot that the reader will find plausible;
    • He must give their enactment to characters whose personalities, trials, and responses the reader will find simpatico.

      So, clearly, it's not an automatic "win" to present your unpopular ideas in fictional form. Indeed, there's quite a bit of work involved.

      Several of the ideas I cherish are rather unpopular, at least at this time. It's brought me great satisfaction, having expressed them in fictional form, to have garnered a few more adherents to them. I know I'll never be as effective as Rand and Lewis were. All the same, I've resolved to "do my bit" for concepts that have been getting the dirty end of the stick for decades, but which I regard as supremely important to human happiness. It's a variety of pleasure many persons never experience.

      There's this, as well: Hewing to the received wisdom makes you merely one voice among a multitude. You might succeed in vending entertainment -- and don't get me wrong, I'd never knock that ambition or its fulfillment -- but you're certainly not going to stand out philosophically. To separate yourself from the thundering herd, you must dare to differ -- and the more fundamental your differences from the rest, the more dramatic the contrast you'll make with them.

      Got an unpopular idea?

      * * *

      As I've said before in these essays, I write them mainly as letters to myself: stimuli by which to shape my thinking about my own fictional efforts. All the same, I hope that you, Gentle Reader, find them worthy of consideration in your own storytelling -- and please remember that storytelling is not confined to words placed on paper or pixels to be vended as entertainment. Anyone who must navigate human society, striving to make a living, to get along with family, friends, or neighbors, or to rear children to be decent adults must be a storyteller. The better he is at it, the more success his efforts at those things will garner.

      If you've read any of my novels, did you stumble over any of the hugely unpopular ideas they strove to dramatize? What about any of these:

      • Envy is the most destructive force in human relations.
      • Though freedom is sacrosanct, there are times when duty compels one to yield it.
      • There is a natural aristocracy among men, and to belong to it is to court the greatest danger any man will ever know.
      • The more powerful you are, the more you need the virtues of humility and self-restraint.
      • Good intentions are absolutely no excuse, ever.

        Do you recognize them in what you've read of mine? If so, did you recognize them explicitly at the time, or have they only just manifested through remembrance?

        And what unpopular ideas would you, Gentle Reader, most like to see explored in the next book or story you read, from me or anyone else?