Sunday, October 3, 2010


I have a terrible confession to make, but it's time I came out of the closet. I know it's difficult sometimes for people like me to live openly, but I'm really quite far away right now in another country. There will be some backlash, some will decry my lifestyle, but I've got to be true to myself. Yes, people, the truth is that I love Vegetables.

Nothing pleases me more than eating some tasty steamed vegetables, maybe with some chicken if I feel like putting in the effort. The colors, the taste, the overwhelming wholesomeness of the whole experience. The simplicity of clean-up certainly contributes.

This carries over into my writing in some way or t'other. Perhaps my characters are assumed to have more balanced diets? Well, at least I can decry processed food while simultaneously writing space adventures. The future will have hydroponics.


By the by, thanks Critters for going all-out on "Drugs are Legal, People Ain't"! You have been impressively helpful, and it's only the midweek point. For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, Critters is a fine free online workshop where friendly people will tear apart your story for you. Whoo! Critters Writers Workshop!


It's less than a one-minute walk to my local emporium of fresh food, and that food comes from a reasonably small radius. It's not organic, though, but you can't win everything. I wash all my vegetables anyways.

And those chickens I eat? I know their names.

250 words? Yes
Book "Lived Too Long To Die"
Short Story "Drugs are Legal, People Ain't" - final edit, cover
Short Story "Kritarchy" - exciting new direction!
Short Story "The Language of Ice Cubes" - comically unfinished, jeez.
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Reading - ?



  1. I'm very fond of bright veggies like yellow zucchini and tomatoes--only small tomatoes, however. Big ones have far too much juice.

    I have a strange diet. I'm vegan and I live next door to an outdoor market; so on the one hand, I eat fresh, local, organic fruits and vegetables; but on the other, I eat highly processed "mock meat," soy milk, and other dandies of the vegan diet that include chemicals I can't even pronounce.

    Oh well! I'm just going to hope that some of those chemicals produce drug-glands inside my brain, a la Iain M. Banks Culture-members.


  2. I think the prospect of soy milk keeps a lot of otherwise willing people away from your lifestyle. As for me? A bohemian eats whatever he is offered, and for himself cooks simply.

  3. I think vegetables are great, although I can seldom get hubby to eat them cooked. Oh well, raw is good. I'm already lamenting the fact that my farmer's market will dry up at the end of the month. :(

    I find I eat healthier now that my son eats all meals at the table with us. If I'm going to insist that he eat a serving of veggies and fruits before being allowed his main course, I have to set the same example. (I usually ate healthy anyway, but he helped me kick it up a notch.)

  4. That's the spirit. I grew up amongst people who ate way too much meat and so I had to train myself to cook vegetables once I realized that eating a whole beef roast by itself was not healthy eating.

  5. Heh. You know, funny thing about soy milk is, I love it. I mean, I really love it. If it weren't for the fact that it is usually disgustingly expensive, I'd drink a carton every day. But basically everyone else hates it. So... go figure.


  6. Well, there's no accounting for taste. Cliche aside, my disenchantment with soy milk began in a restaurant in China when I was cheerfully anticipating a real milk treat and out came a milky substance and a pile of sugar. Needless to say, my horrible and meticulously convoluted revenge is still underway.

  7. Ew. Vegetables? That's just not natural.

  8. Cooking is unnatural. Ooh, take that Nature, I've Fire!


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