from wisse words

Science Fiction: The 101 Best Novels 1985-2010 The reason this caught my eye is because one of the editors is Paul DiFilippo, who in the past has compared women's writing to such contaminations as lettuce in a ream of paper. On the other hand, the other editor isn't Paul DiFilippo so maybe he balanced things out. I make it

Total     F      M   ?  Mu   F/T
101      31     68   1   1    .307

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When you have the right training, you can tell a lot from a comparatively short passage

That evening, in Paris, she was an elegant young woman, sporting a magic name: Sappho Durrell. While her father chatted diplomatically with visitors, I preferred to enter in contact with Sappho. I told her, of course, that I had met up with her father for the first at Nîmes in 1963. Then I explained how I had come upon their family mansion in Sommières, in 1968. I half-expected that I would hear the profound reflections of the writer's daughter concerning life in a small Provençal town such as Sommières. Instead, at that instant, I was utterly stupefied by the spontaneous reaction of Sappho Durrell, who replied casually in the style of a mindless suburban brat: SAPPHO DURRELL: "We refer to my father's place in Sommières as the House of the Addams Family." I had no idea who might be designated by Sappho's "we", but I was immediately shocked (the term is true) by the fact that this young woman, daughter of a great British novelist, with the privilege of living with her illustrious father in the heart of Provence, might dare to allude to such cheap foreign shit as an American TV series. I concluded immediately (maybe wrongly, but first impressions count) that, intellectually, there was little to be acquired from Sappho… who may or may not have inherited significant genes from her Alexandrian mother Eve Cohen, a victim of depressive schizophrenia.

IIRC Sappho would have been about 17 in 1968.

On this day in 1789

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The one in the middle is Margaret Atwood

This casts Survival: A Thematic Guide to Canadian Literature in an entirely new light.

So, is there a more elegent way to preserve my blank lines in posts

Right now I am using the pre command to keep my blank spaces from softly and silently vanishing after I hit post. Is there a better way?

OK. A test.

Did this work?

Hagia (1995 - 2012)

I got the message this morning that the exgf's cat Hagia had died in her sleep. She had been doing poorly for some time. No more being bossed around by a small but determined cat (1).

1: When she was a kitten, I tugged on her goatee. She stayed angry at me for five or six years and the only reason she decided to tolerate me is because she decided I had some uses.