IV. Imperfect Perfection: The Fembot, the Femme Fatale, & the Male Psyche The Fembot was not the first figure in media to tap into this desire to control and craft the uncontrollable. Whether it’s been building time machines or building people, characters in science fiction have long been concerned with the idea of perverting the forcesContinue reading “Feminism and the Figure of the Fembot (Part 4.1 of 7)”
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The Doll
He found the first hand sitting on a tuft of scrub grass, fingers splayed up in the air, like sprouts from a weed, the bloodless stump of a wrist balanced perfectly against the ground. Andrew was walking home from school across the moors when he spied the hand on the side of the road. HeContinue reading “The Doll”
Inspiration – Sounds Which Bind
Last week a dream of mine came true. I sat in a darkened, Seattle theater, three rows from the stage; a stage which used to house a large projector screen and a heavy damask curtain, but now was strewn with guitars and speakers. The Neptune Theatre had been renovated a year after I graduated college,Continue reading “Inspiration – Sounds Which Bind”
Inspiration: Storytellers Who Paint
My family has always been a museum family. As a child I remember that our outings included trips to museums five times as often as they did shopping or going to the movies. Vacations were filled with visits to aquariums, zoos, local historical archives, and civil war battlefields, where I would stand on the groundContinue reading “Inspiration: Storytellers Who Paint”
I Write Because
“I write because there are some things I’m afraid to say out loud” was the quote in my senior yearbook, a string of words nestled beneath a picture of a girl who seems familiar and alien all at the same time, like a face remembered from a dream. I write because of who I am,Continue reading “I Write Because”