it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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Happy Darwin Day! In celebration, let's all see if we can't evolve a little.

According to my radio this morning, the legalization of same-sex marriage may bring the great state of Connecticut up to $13 million a year in additional revenue. Apparently, letting gay people get married could be a partial solution to the world economic crisis. Who knew?

I am privileged to live in an era of normalization in the United States of America. Perhaps the greatest benefit, over time, of making an effort to extend social justice to everyone is that it makes it unexceptional to be something other than the quote "mainstream." It widens the mainstream, de-exoticizes, and makes it no stranger, in the public eye, to be gay or a woman or a Jew or in a wheelchair or of Nigerian or Korean or Tuvan descent than to be Ward and June Cleaver.

And that is exactly how it should be. Diversity is beautiful. It is interesting. It makes us a better people, and the world a better place. But part of social progress is that diversity stops being other. The nice couple down the block should not be judged by the color of their skin or the religion to which they subscribe or the details of their chromosomes--or whether they happen to be a couple composed of more than two people, dubious math aside.

They should be judged by whether they keep an eye out on the neighborhood kids, rake the leaves before they blow across the neighbors' yards, and take good care of their dog.

Joe Six-Pack, in other words, isn't what he used to be. And all you have to do is look at the ads on television to see that it's so. I remember when if there was a person of color in an ad, they were there as a second banana, a gesture to inclusivity.

Now, I see an awesome rainbow of car shoppers, and the Ikea commercials look shockingly like my peer group. How long will it be before that Audi target market is middle-aged gay men with two point five kids and a corgi?

Does that mean we've got a prejudice-free society? No, of course not. And we never will. In the immortal words of Jefferson Starship, "There will always be assholes."

But it does mean that we really are getting somewhere. And in fifty years, it's possible that the issues of social justice on everyone's lips will be ones that never even occurred to me as ills that needed addressing.

Or maybe we'll run out of others.

I wonder what the world would be like, if we all dealt with each other as people, rather than categories.

My own personal evolution today might involve eventually, sometime this morning, making it off the couch and into the shower. And convincing myself that finishing a draft yesterday means I really am off-duty until after Thanksgiving. Because, hello, brain chemistry, we just finished an enormous project. Yes, we do have other projects lined up. Including revising this thing into something like an actual finished book instead of just a bunch of scenes thrown at a wall.

But not this week, man. Today, I get to cross something off. Something big. And then I get to putter with whatever I feel like for a while.

for 2008

Finish Chill
Revise Chill
Write S2 Shadow Unit episode: "Lucky Day" (with coffeeem (started));

for 2009

Rewrite The Sea thy Mistress
Revise One-Eyed Jack and The Suicide King
Shadow Unit S3
Write Grail
Sell some books before I starve

When they get done:

Write "Smile" (Bone Garden) (started)
Write "Snow Dragons"
Write "The Horrid Glory of her Wings"
Write "On Safari in R'lyeh and Carcosa with Gun and Camera."

Today's honeydew list also includes feeding the cat and eventually running errands. And phone calls, oh dread. And mailing things. And backups. And practicing my much-neglected guitar.

And then going climbing. I didn't blog it last week because I was busy, but Wednesday, I stanked (it was all I could do to show up), and Friday, I actually had a pretty good climbing day--I got an evil 5.7 that I had only succeeded at once before, and I did it with much better style. More technique, less BFI. (It's the one that was unrated when I sent it. I'm exactly the wrong height for it, so I can neither reach the next handhold from any given position nor crunch myself up to get on the footholds.)

Given how much the guilt gorilla has been dragging its heels over getting behind me and helping me write Chill, you would think it would go kick in the hammock for a while. But no, now it wants me to get started on something else right away, nevermind that the various short stories are currently somewhat formless, and January is set aside for revising The Sea thy Mistress. Which may be in better shape than I have been fearing: I just opened it up and peeked, and the writing isn't as bad as I had been afraid. I know it needs a lot of transitions and some character transparency and probably some other stuff--and that first scene is really trying way too hard--but it's not as bad as I worried.

Which means it might be less of a death-grind and more of a cheerful meander around the garden making things pretty and pleasing and harmonious. Like the little teahouse fox in the Gmail themes.

I'm getting very attached to the little teahouse fox in the Gmail themes. He seems to have a pretty nice life. He must be retired, or of independent means, as he spends most of his time puttering around making art and entertaining friends. And the ancestor foxes are really charming, if one manages to stay up that late.

I also think I know what the next few things I'm going to pitch to Tor are. I have three potential books. (One of them is even written. One is set in the same world as Bone & Jewel Creatures and "Love Among the Talus." And one is a followup to the Edda of Burdens.) We'll see what happens after I get The Sea thy Mistress delivered.

Tags: falling off perfectly good rocks, honeydew, quotidiana, utopian musings

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