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With the caveat that the lyrics don't really apply -- I just really like the driving guitar-based melody -- here's my attempt to get back into the Monday music/midweek music/Friday fanfare groove with Joan Jett's "I Hate Myself for Loving You."



(The tune has been used by one of the networks for their football theme song, with new lyrics sung by some blonde country singer or other, and it always makes me wince, but I figure Jett got a nice big check for it, so good for her.)

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Current Music: "I Hate Myself for Loving You" by Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

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Here's another excerpt from Stargate SG-1: Kali's Wrath, which I'm really hoping to get to the end of today. In fact, my intention is to not go to bed tonight until it's done. The only interruptions today are teaching from 3-6 and picking up our friend Laura at the airport (she's coming in for a conference and staying with us).

Anyhow, this is all owned and copyrighted by MGM and represents only the first draft, the final book may not look like this. This bit is from the POV of Captain Kirti Patel, a member of SG-7, who is in this scene with Teal'c and another Jaffa on a cargo ship:
But she was still half convinced that something was going to go wrong. She remembered something Soohoo had said on their first offworld mission: "Nothing ever goes according to plan once you walk through that gate. That's why we make backup plans and backup plans of our backup plans. The only way to survive this assignment is to be the most prepared sonofabitch in the history of the world, and even then, you can do everything right, be ready for anything, and still come home in a body bag."

Castro had snorted, then, and said, "Nice pep talk, sir."

Soohoo had shrugged. "I figure she got the shiny-happy look-at-all-these-cool-things-we-get-to-do lectures when she first came down to Cheyenne."

But Patel had just smiled. "That's what my old CO used to say about the Middle East."

"Turn that up to eleven, and you've got offworld," had been Soohoo's reply, and it was that that truly had scared her, for she hadn't believed there was anywhere in the universe as mind-numbingly insane as the Middle East.

Worse, Soohoo had been absolutely correct. The galaxy at large made the sandbox she'd served in previously look like a day at the beach.

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So I woke myself up this morning with a huge-ass coughing fit at 7am. I generally only get seasonal allergies about once a decade or so, and 2015 seems to be the year for the '10s. Happy fucking joy.

Today's primary task is to try really hard to finish Kali's Wrath. I have no idea why this book in particular has been such a slog, but there it is.

To inspire myself, here's another bit. To give a bit of background, O'Neill and Teal'c were trying to rescue Jackson from Kali's clutches and instead wind up getting captured by Kali and are brought to where Jackson's being held.
Daniel Jackson looked over at O'Neill and Teal'c. "Uh, hi, guys. What's goin' on?"

"Hi, Daniel. How's things?"

"Oh, peachy until a second ago. Well, not peachy, but at least we were starting to have a dialogue. What's this all about?"

O'Neill shrugged. "Just trying to rescue you."

"Rescue me."

"Yeah."

"Not really going all that well, is it?"

"Not so much."

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Current Music: "Old Black Cat" by Ian Anderson

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I don't have time for an in-depth review, but there was only one thing Wrenn and I both disliked about Ultron: the post-shower conversation between Bruce and Natasha, which is predicated on the tiresomely stupid and false notion that people only get into relationships in order to eventually have children, an attitude to which I, as a person who doesn't have kids and has no intention of having kids, say, fuck you, fuck you in the face. There are plenty of other reasons why their getting into a relationship will have issues (the whole "monster" issue, which was a nicely done theme of the whole movie).

Besides, Natasha already has a family. She's obviously the crazy aunt of the Barton family. Clint's two kids love her, and the third kid is being named after her. She's already part of that family, and the notion that it's insufficient compared to her inability to give birth is stupid, it's idiotic, it's condescending, it's offensive to people who can't procreate without assistance and to people who don't actually want to have kids.

Mind you, the actual general relationship between Natasha and Bruce is actually kinda cool, and actually has its seeds in their scenes together in the first film. I'm perfectly okay with their interactions apart from that one part of that conversation.

The rest of the movie was awesome and wonderful and if I have time, I'll write more about it.

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Today is the 48th birthday of the love of my life, the apple of my eye, the woman I intend to marry someday, Wrenn Simms.

We had a mostly quiet day today, though we did have brunch together at a local diner, and dinner at my parents' house where my mother made her magnificent lasagne (one of Wrenn's favorite dishes), and a good time was had by all.

Tomorrow night we're going to see Avengers: Age of Ultron. That'll after be a long, intense day of writing..........

Oh! And here's a picture of our new car:

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Back in 2007, Wrenn -- one year removed from a divorce that had cost her a certain amount of money -- decided to replace her Nissan Maxima with a more fuel-efficient car, and one that required less maintenance. The former was especially a concern as that was when gas first started hitting four bucks a gallon. She got a used 2004 beige Toyota Corolla. At the time, she lived in Delaware, and besides getting her to and from her job (until she got laid off in 2009), the car took her to various conventions, events, concerts, parties, etc. to Baltimore and Washington to the south and to Pennsylvania, New York, and New England to the north. Not to mention up to visit me a lot in NYC after we started dating in June 2009 until she and the car moved up here in May 2010.

The car served us well for quite some time, including lots of convention trips, not to mention Wrenn's commute during her 18-month consulting gig in Connecticut. It twice got us to Atlanta and back, most recently last weekend.

That was her last hurrah, though. A few months ago, an oxygen sensor on the catalytic converter died. The car performed fine with just one down, but sooner or later a second was going to go, and then we were hosed. And the repair was one we couldn't really afford.

Enter the Godmommy. My aunt announced on New Year's Day that she was getting a new car, and did we want hers?

The Godmommy has a 2003 red Toyota Corolla. Toyota didn't really make any substantive changes to the Corolla between '03 and '04, and it's basically the same car. However, there are some major differences, the primary one being that my aunt only put 38,000 miles on it over twelve years. The '04 had more miles on that when Wrenn got it used in '07, and the odometer was creeping up on 200,000. The '03 is in way better shape.

So yesterday, we picked it up and sold the old one to a body shop run by friends of our mechanic (they helped us out when we had a fender bender in 2013). Today we did the DMV and inspection shuffle, registering the new car, getting it inspected by our mechanic, and, as an added bonus, getting Wrenn's license renewed as it expires on her birthday tomorrow.

It's kinda weird driving the car, and especially riding in it, since the inside is exactly the same as our old car.

My favorite thing? The '04 was a repossessed car, so the keys she got didn't have the door clicker -- we had to lock and unlock it manually. But my aunt still had two sets of keys with the clicker, so I finally own a car with remote-controlled locks! (None of the cars I owned between 1987 and 1992 had remote locks, then I didn't own a car until 2010 when Wrenn moved the '04 Corolla up.)

So now we are be-vehicled with a new car that's much like the old car, only better. We are happy.

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Current Music: "Reasons to be Cheerful Part 3" by Ian Dury & the Blockheads

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Apophis is dead, long live Anubis! Plus, bad stuff happens to the Tollan, to the Tok'ra, and especially to Daniel Jackson. The Stargate Rewatch looks at SG-1's fifth, and arguably best, season.

An excerpt:
Speaking of “Meridian,” for many fans it’s the defining moment of the season, as it’s when Daniel Jackson becomes mostly dead (not all dead, as we’ll see). Unfortunately, the episode itself isn’t all that and a bag of chips: it’s pretty much the paint-by-numbers let’s-write-a-character-out story, with the noble sacrifice, everyone getting to say good bye, even setting up his replacement. The hand-wave of ascension was, at least, already set up in the third season’s “Maternal Instinct,” as well as this year’s “Ascension,” but it still feels like a cheat. The only thing that really redeems “Meridian” is Jackson’s own negative self-assessment. The tragedy of the character is not that he’s dying, it’s that his failures loom so large in his own mind that they eclipse any good that might have happened. Sha’re’s kidnapping and eventual death (which he blames himself for, since he encouraged the Abydonians to unbury their gate), Sara Gardner’s being taken by Osiris, the fact that the Goa’uld are at least as big a threat now as they were five years ago—all this he blames himself for, and he refuses to acknowledge the good he’s done, no matter what Oma says.

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Me and Sonia Hillios at Shore Leave 23 in 2001. I had just purchased from Sonia the lovely painting she did that graced the cover of my first Star Trek novel, Diplomatic Implausibility. The art still hangs proudly in my apartment.

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Assorted pictures from this past weekend...............

The guests of honor: Jason Carter, Anne Lockhart, Sean Kenney, and some hack....


Opening ceremonies -- l.-r. Sean Kenney, Jason Carter, Brian Holloway, Eric Watts, me, and Alec Peters:


The VIP Champagne reception:





My table:



Me rehearsing my reading of Kali's Wrath in front of Wrenn, Laura, and Meredith:


Miss Klingon Empire Pageant:



Me explaining about the judging at the Independent Star Trek Fan Film Awards:


It's not easy being green....


Carly May used three blonde wigs to create a monster beehive of doom (looking very similar to the one worn by Trek drag queen Moxie Magnus), and several people tried it on at the con suite party Saturday night, including me:




Me with cool people!

Kiersten and me:


Meredith, me, and Laura:


Jilanna and me:


Athena and me:


Finally some pics from the road....

Found in a public toilet:


Friday morning's sunrise over South Carolina:


Monday night's sunset over North Carolina:


Coming home! The NYC skyline from the George Washington Bridge:

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Current Music: "Rock Island" by Jethro Tull

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Wrenn and I had a great time at Treklanta 2015 this past weekend. The con is still small and growing (this is its fifth year), and so to get me there, they can pay either my transportation or my hotel. In order to get Wrenn down -- she wanted to meet Jason Carter -- we decided to drive down, which was actually cheaper than one plane ticket for me. We'd already successfully done the NYC-to-Atlanta drive for Dragon Con last year (and will do it again this year), so we knew it would work.

Because of my teaching obligations, and my need to be at the con (and rested) by 6pm for opening ceremonies, we had to do the drive overnight, leaving da Bronx at 8.15pm and arriving in Atlanta in the early afternoon (stopping once for breakfast, and again for a 90-minute nap break after breakfast when we were both too zonked to operate a motor vehicle). We napped and were rip-roarin' and ready to go.

The convention was great fun. Treklanta sorta grew out of Dragon Con, in the same way that martial arts disciplines grow out of one guy having a disagreement with the organization and breaking off. Eric Watts ran the Star Trek track at DC for many years, but he and the con had a major falling out, so -- since the tracks at DC are like mini-conventions anyhow -- he decided to form his own.

The con has been getting bigger and more successful every year, and this year was the best-attended yet. Not only were there three nifty actor guests -- Sean Kenney, who played the disfigured Captain Pike in "The Menagerie" and Lt. DePaul in two other episodes; Jason Carter, a.k.a. Marcus Cole in Babylon 5; and Anne Lockhart, a.k.a. Sheba in the original Battlestar Galactica -- but also the usual excellent representation from Star Trek fan films.

This year, Treklanta also hosted the Independent Star Trek Fan Film Awards, which was mostly swept by the excellent short "Prelude to Axanar."

The con was tremendous fun, ranging from a delightful opening ceremonies to a fun VIP champagne reception (which Jason and I pretty much closed down) to a hilarious Miss Klingon Empire pageant (my friend Tina had the funniest line of the evening) to a successful awards presentation to a delightful party in my friend Erika's room to selling tons of books to meeting lots of people to seeing lots of friends for the first time since last year and so much more. Most of the weekend was spent in the company of Wrenn, Meredith (with whom we shared a hotel room), and Laura, and part of why the con was so amazing was getting to spend so much of it with three of my favorite people. (The four of us also had a great dinner at a sushi place Saturday night -- Laura and Meredith treated us as a present for us both, as this weekend fell between our two birthdays...)

I also did a one-hour presentation Saturday at 10am that was well attended given the early hour, during which I read from Kali's Wrath and took questions, and I was the lone representative of the judges at the fan film awards, and so got to speak to the process.

Wrenn and I took a leisurely drive home, staying through to Monday (Sunday night, she, Meredith, and I just collapsed in the hotel room and watched the Yankees and Mets on ESPN while vegging a lot), and then meeting up with our friend Ed in North Carolina for a late lunch, then crashing near Roanoke for the night before finishing the drive yesterday.

We came home to a dog and cats who missed us a lot, and now it's time to get back to reality. I've got Without a License to proofread, Kali's Wrath to finish, research to do, and karate classes to teach.........

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Current Music: "A Song for Jeffrey" by Jethro Tull

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Introducing the Romulans! A tense action episode with great character work, and almost a wedding! The TOS Rewatch achieves a "Balance of Terror."

An excerpt:
Sulu saves Stiles’s ass by nominally agreeing with his racial profiling and suggesting security alert and then in the briefing room—probably because Stiles didn’t even thank him, the ungrateful bastard—argues against every point the navigator makes with regard to attacking the Romulans.

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Last night was the VIP champagne reception here at Treklanta 2015. For forty bucks, attendees get to sit and schmooze with the actor and author guests (this year, Jason Carter, Anne Lockhart, and Sean Kenney, as well as me). At one point, after we'd all been drinking, um, a lot, pictures were taken. Here's Jason, with both Wrenn and Meredith:



Today I've got "One Hour with Keith R.A. DeCandido" at 10am, then I'll be sitting at my table in the Autograph & Photo Opps Room (Decatur 1) for much of the day selling books and scribbling on them.

Tonight is the Miss Klingon Empire pageant, for which I'm a judge, and I'm told there will be chocolate whiskey tonight........

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The newest Cassie Zukav story is now up on Buzzy Mag! "Down to the Waterline" is actually a prequel to the story "Ragnarok and Roll," in which Cassie has to deal with the disappearance of 1812's drummer, and a revelation about her ghostly roommate Captain Bottroff. Plus: nixies!

Check the story out!

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Last Sunday, I participated in an adult tournament at the dojo. Part of it was board breaking, and I broke four one-inch boards without splints with my knife hand, and then two more one-inch boards (also without splints) with a back kick. There's a video of it on Shutterfly -- check it out!

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Today I have to write more of Kali's Wrath, teach a karate class, pack for Treklanta, guest-lecture my Dad's online class, and then drive to Altanta. We're doing an overnight drive, since that worked out well for Dragon Con, and anything is better than flying out of Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport or, as I like to call it, the lower reaches of hell.

However, I woke up this morning to magnificent news: the licensor has approved my tie-in trilogy outline (after a couple of rounds of revisions), so I'll be starting on that soon. I'll have more details on that once all the paperwork is signed and I'm told I'm allowed to talk about it. I can say that it's going to be really really really cool.....

Here's another bit from Kali's Wrath:
O'Neill moved quickly but silently through the trees, taking up position behind a thick-trunked one right near where Jacob was standing. And why the hell is he just standing there? The two Jaffa were almost on top of him.

Jumping out from behind the tree, O'Neill pointed his P-90 at the pair of them. "Don't move."

"Jaffa, kree!" one yelled and pointed his staff weapon at O'Neill.

"Oh, kree me a river," O'Neill muttered as he fired his P-90 on full automatic.

Just as he did, Teal'c emerged and fired his own staff weapon at the other Jaffa.

Staring angrily down at the two dead Jaffa, Jacob screamed, "Dammit, Jack! What the hell're you doing?"

"I could ask you the same question. And you're welcome, by the way."

A voice came from right behind O'Neill, scaring him out of ten years of life. "That was foolish, human. The Tok'ra and I had the situation under control."

O'Neill whipped around with his P-90 and Teal'c did likewise with his staff weapon, only to see that it was Bra'tac. Who, of course, was less than ten feet from O'Neill, and the colonel didn't even notice him. I hate it when he does that.

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Uhura sings, Spock plays the lyre and recites poetry against his will, Kirk does judo shirtless because he's too manly for a gi, and a teenager does horrible horrible things with the absolute power he received from a big floating green head. The TOS Rewatch does "Charlie X."

An excerpt:
The mess hall scene when Uhura sings along with Spock’s Vulcan lyre playing is Exhibit B in the evidence that Roberto Orci and Alex Kurtzman did not pull the Spock-Uhura romance out of their asses for the 2009 Star Trek and Star Trek Into Darkness. I can see the pair of them rewatching the original series and getting to this scene.

KURTZMAN (not a Trek fan, pauses after Uhura’s done singing): So, those two are fucking, right?

ORCI (a longtime Trek fan): Of course not. What are you, nuts? Spock would never...

KURTZMAN: Seriously? They’re totally fucking. I mean, it’s 1966, so they can only show much, but still. Watch the scene again.

ORCI (yanks the remote out of Kurtzman’s hands and rewinds, then watches the scene again): Holy shit, they totally are!

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Over on Trek Lit Reviews, Dan Gunther has written a very nice review of my short novel Ferenginar: Satisfaction is Not Guaranteed, which was half of Worlds of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Volume 3 back in 2005.

Money quote:
A generally lighthearted story that still has huge repercussions for the Ferengi. While there are many comical elements to the story, Satisfaction Is Not Guaranteed still treats the Ferengi with respect and dignity in the style of the best Ferengi episodes of Deep Space Nine. Over the course of the series, Quark turned into a truly round and multi-faceted character, and one of my favorites. I enjoyed the look into his beliefs and the choices that have led him to where he is now. The glimpses into the day-to-day life of the average Ferengi citizen was very interesting as well.

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And so a most excellent birthday weekend comes to an end.........

Besides everything else I've already mentioned here and here, I must thank all the people who wished me well the past few days. Everywhere I turned, I saw more wonderful birthday greetings, whether it was here on LiveJournal, on my Facebook timeline or on FB messenger, in e-mail, via text, on Gchat, on Twitter, over Skype, in voicemail, and so many other ways, and it was just wonderful. I have the best friends, the best family, and the best fans in the whole entire world. Thank you all.

Today, in addition to the festivizing, there was an adult tournament at the dojo. It was tremendous fun, a bunch of us all competing against each other. There were two white belts, four green belts, one brown belt, and five black belts. I wound up in a division with Senpai Dorian, who's a sandan. While I did very well in kata, she did better (Senpai Dorian does amazing kata, and I never stood a chance), and we were close in both self-defense (she beat me by a nose) and breaking (I beat her by a nose). With luck, there will be pictures and video soon.

Anyhow, the audience included Wrenn, Tina and Neal, Meredith and Anne, and our friend Roger, who came up to watch, and then we all went to a local diner for a hearty lunch, and then back to the apartment to hang out and have fun.

Now everyone's gone home, and the apartment feels vaguely empty. Scooter in particular is confused as to where all the people who were petting him and fussing over him have gone.

It's already 10.30 and I haven't eaten dinner yet. Should go do that.....

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First off, three pics I took at Tiger Mountain. One of the tigers was posing quite a bit:





And then from the celebration at Mario's -- me about to blow out my cake:



All of us in front of the restaurant. L-r: Tina, Neal, Wrenn, me, Mom-Like Product, The Dad, Meredith, the Infomancer, The Mom, Dale, Anne, and the Godmommy:



Finally, me and The Mom (with The Dad in the background):

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Today at 3.28pm, I turned 46.

I decided that, since my birthday was kind enough to fall on a weekend, I'd spend the day having fun with the people I care most about. Meredith and Anne arrived Friday, and joined us for a lovely dinner of Dale's macaroni and cheese. This morning, we had bagels and Wrenn also whipped out the Hawai'ian Kona coffee.

Once Tina and Neal arrived around noonish, we hied to the Bronx Zoo, meeting up with The Dad and The Mom-Like Product and saw lots of animals and stuff -- Madagascar, the sealions, Tiger Mountain, the mouse house, the butterfly garden, the grizzly bears, the polar bears, the swans and ducks, plus we rode the bug carousel.

After the zoo, we headed to Mario's, my favorite restaurant in Little Italy, and just a short hop from the zoo. We were joined by Dale, the Godmommy, The Mom, and the Infomancer, and a great time was had by all as we consumed amazing food, drank excellent wine, and had a yummy Oreo cake for dessert.

Afterward, we all came back and relaxed, watched the Yankees spank the Rays 9-0, played Slash and Star Fluxx, and now we're all collapsing. Tina and Neal are sleeping in the living room, Meredith and Anne are sleeping in the library, and all's right with the world.

This has been a fantastic birthday. I was surrounded by many of those dearest to me. I've had many great birthdays over the years, but this one is definitely one of the finest.

Tomorrow, I'm participating in an adult tournament at the dojo -- so I should really get my ass to bed......

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One of the boppingest, toe-tappingest songs ever done: John Mayall and the Bluesbreakers doing "Room to Move." If this doesn't have you bopping about in your chair, there's something seriously wrong with you. :)

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Plugging away at Kali's Wrath, interrupted by such minutiae as a contract for a tie-in novella (as well as notes from the licensor on same). This is for something that will be released simultaneously with the thing it's tying into later this year and will be incredibly cool. I'm doing the necessary research for this right now when I'm not writing (or watching Daredevil, which I still have three episodes left to watch of). Plus, of course, today I teach my afterschool karate program. And Wrenn and I need to tidy up the apartment, as we're having company this weekend for my birthday celebration (which will include a trip to the Bronx Zoo and dinner at Mario's in Little Italy).

Sleep, as they say, is for wimps.....

Here's another Kali's Wrath bit:
Hammond looked at O'Neill. "Gather the rest of your team, Colonel. Once we've debriefed Captain Patel, I may need SG-1 to follow through."

"Understood, sir."

O'Neill went to the phone to call Carter and Daniel, who were doing whatever nerd things they did on their downtime, Carter in her lab surrounded by computers, Daniel in his office surrounded by crumbling pieces of paper. Teal'c he'd have to handle in person, as he was in the midst of Kelnorim and wouldn't hear the phone.

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Over at Trek Lit Reviews, the mighty Dan Gunther is doing an "S.C.E. week," wherein he's reviewing the four novellas that were released as eBooks in 2001 and then collected in 2003 in the omnibus Some Assembly Required. That meant today he did my contribution to that particular foursome, Here There Be Monsters, a story that served as the epilogue to the "Gateways" crossover, and which also is being released in Germany under the super-awesome title Achtung, Monster!

Money quote:
There is one part of the story that is from the perspective of a small child encountering one of the "monsters" which was very touching. This serves as our first clue that not everything is as it seems, and DeCandido shows us that our preconceptions often mislead us.

The conclusion to the story is in the true Star Trek style, with the "monsters" not exactly living up to the terrifying beasts they were believed to be. Bart Faulwell once again plays an important role in the story, illustrating the usefulness of a language expert and the importance of good communication when dealing with alien cultures.

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Spock cries, Kirk bares his soul, Sulu bares his chest, Chapel gets all moony, Riley sings "Kathleen" over and over and over again, and Scotty can't change the laws of physics -- OR CAN HE????? The TOS Rewatch does "The Naked Time."

An excerpt:
For starters, the virus only makes it onto the ship because Joe Tormolen is the world’s stupidest human. Seriously, he’s in a frozen wasteland. Taking his glove off and then touching a wall with his bare hand should’ve given him frostbite, never mind the loopy virus. And then when Spock specifically tells him not to expose himself to anything, he doesn’t say a flipping word about what he just did, just happily beams back up to the Enterprise. He almost leaves the transporter pad before Spock has to hold him back to go through decontamination. Ladies and gentlemen, your Darwin Award winner for 2266...

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Today is Major Writing Day, as I really need to get this SG-1 novel finished. I'm not usually this bad with deadlines -- I'm usually the opposite, in fact. It's frustrating especially since I was so good at hitting the tight deadlines on both the Sleepy Hollow novel and the movie novelization I did last fall (which wound up not being published for Reasons), yet here I am slogging through the mud on a novel based on a show I've been a huge fan of for over a decade. Sheesh.

Anyhow, I need to get this done, and then do "Baker's Dozen," the Dragon Precinct story that I Kickstarted (eep!) last August, and I've got some short fiction to edit, and by that time the two projects I have in line should be ready to go. They're both tie-ins, one a trilogy of short novels, one a novella, and both of those should keep me busy for four months.

Speaking of SG-1, here's another excerpt:
"I am not a cruel goddess, Dr. Jackson."

"In fact, you're not any kind of goddess, you're a parasite masquerading as one."

Shrugging, Kali said, "What else defines divinity if not the devotion of those who worship? The Kula believe, and that is all that matters." Kali held up a hand to forestall another snide comment from Jackson. "We could argue this point endlessly, Dr. Jackson, and it would serve no purpose. Your biases leave you room only for hatred for the Goa'uld."

Jackson snorted. "You don't know the first thing about me."

"On the contrary. Daniel Jackson, called 'doctor' due to your achievements in academic excellence in subjects relating to ancient history and linguistics. The Tau'ri military recruited you to assist in the deciphering of the workings of the chappa'ai that your people unearthed. You then travelled along with Colonel O'Neill to Abydos where you killed Ra, and then remained there with your wife Sha're, until she was taken by Apophis and made to host Amaunet."

Removing his eyepieces—which apparently were sight aids—Jackson rubbed his eyes. "Fine, you know the first thing about me, and maybe the second or third." He replaced the eyepieces and stared right at her. "So you know I come by my hatred for you and your kind pretty honestly, all things considered."

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