Kaymyth

Moar spoilers! Urgh, had to cut the quoted text down quite a bit to get my spoiler tags to go off properly.

Lengthwise she's half the size. Enterprise's saucer section is where all of the crew and civilian quarters are, along with their amenities; Ten Forward, schools and so forth. That's why the separation maneuver places the battle bridge on the nacelle section. Voyager's saucer section is shaped differently (more streamlined, as she's designed to be capable of planetary landing, which Enterprise is not) and is much, much smaller than the one on Enterprise. Again, you have all of the crew quarters in the saucer, but that's a lot less real estate than Enterprise's oversized one. The size difference in the saucer sections is out of proportion with the actual ships' lengths, which is why Voyager seems to be so big compared to her crew complement.

On the bright side, it's getting better. He is no longer limping.

The coin would continue moving at the same speed, relative to the timeframe that it exists in. Of course, per Kurkistan above, if the Coinshot is outside the bubble, the Push will end, but momentum will continue to carry the coin via inertia. Or, take another example; say you're a Pulser. You fall off of a tall thing. Aaaa! Falling is bad! You throw up a time bubble around yourself. Now, you will continue to fall at the same rate, relative to your new timeframe. However, to people outside the bubble, you will suddenly appear to be falling very slowly. Possibly slowly enough (so be sure to flare!) that they have time to get something very soft and squishy underneath you to keep you from smushing onto the cold, hard ground.

My dear, beloved husband had a bout of uncharacteristic klutziness and fell off his bike. A muscle in his foot is now injured (possibly torn). We are supposed to be packing up the house and MOVING over the next four days.

Whee! Happy anniversary to me and my husband! Four years married, 7 1/2 together, and I haven't scared him off yet! Granted, given that our first date involved me swinging swords at flying jack-o-lanterns whilst corseted, it's a foregone conclusion that the man doesn't scare easily. (Pumpkin Katana Baseball: a near-annual post-Halloween tradition.)

It was after he was dead. It's naturally kind of confusing.

I'll second NaNo; it got me started on my story. And it frees you from the constraints of trying to make it "good". The emphasis is on quantity, not quality; the intent is that you'll go back and revise later. The point is to get the basic bones of the story OUT, and you'll find that the further you get into the story, the easier it flows and the better it gets. And it's okay to stop and think, but instead of worrying so hard about what comes next, start bouncing the characters off of each other. How do they interact? What are their different reactions to the things that just happened to them, and how might those reactions agree/clash with each other? Does someone's reaction to stress drive someone else bonkers? Does your main character bottle emotions up, or regurgitate them all over his/her friends? What happens if someone throws a paperclip at someone else's head? Or starts pondering the philosophical ramifications of cheese? Ask questions. Poke your characters. Find out what it takes to make them poke back, and suddenly story will appear.

That is what around these here parts we like to call "a keeper".

Thanks! And no, that is, quite literally, the first FiM fanfic that I have ever written. It's like working on writing Swift as Steel (I finally have a real title!) flipped a switch on in my brain....

So, I was at Figments and Filaments this weekend (squee, costuming convention!), and happen to be friends with a lot of folks from the staff side of local conventions. (Heck, I even worked security at Naka Kon myself, so...) But I found out that Brandon's going to be HERE, in KC, for ConQwest over Memorial Day weekend. Well, rust it all, now I have to go. I just ordered a hardback copy of Alloy of Law for signing.

The other correct answer to these sort of requests is, "Sure! It'll cost you $X." Nobody listens to poor Xathras.

I dunno, I can still see how Discord could easily have been the root cause of this. Observe:

I still think that his atium bracers didn't need a donor to link him to Ruin. Atium is *part* of Ruin; it doesn't need to be charged to make with the crazymaking linkage.

I think that there's a good chance that there's more than one metal in there. Multiple strips of different metals welded together to a multi-metalmind. All your metalminds, in one convenient package!

I made a duct tape cast/dummy of my arm. Haha! Scale mail gauntlets, I can finish you now! (It's incredibly hard to sew scales down with one hand, you know.)

Yep. I believe it. I mean, if an angry moose will try to attack my TARDISmobile, they certainly won't be intimidated by a 16-year-old kid. Dangerous beasties, those. Wow. I saw a Nova special on Petra a few weeks back; that place is amazing.

Bandoliers are perfect for metal vials. I need to obtain/make one for Mistborn/AoL costuming purposes... When in doubt, blame Wayne. Even when it's not his fault. Especially when it's not his fault. That's when he comes up with some of his best affronted material.

OK, this is one thing I cannot do: draw. Necessity has gotten me decent at sketching out costume outlines, and I can muck around in Photoshop for a bit, but not so much with the drawing/painting. You've got a knack. You should totally do that thing where you grab old landscape paintings on the cheap from garage sales and paint monsters into them.

We went to Colorado last summer. It was my husband's 40th birthday, and he wanted to hike up a 14,000-foot mountain. Now, asthma and altitude don't mix so well, so I stayed behind in Breckenridge. (Guess which one of us got altitude sickness? Yeah. Me. ) But one of the most memorable moments of the trip was just outside of Denver. There we were, tooling along I-70 in my adorable little Honda Fit, when suddenly...there was a moose. A huge cow moose, just trotting in the middle of the interstate. So Husband is driving, and I'm all, "Ahh! Moose!" And he's busy focusing on not hitting the rustbegotten thing, because if you hit a moose in subcompact at highway speeds, you get a moose with four broken legs and a 600-pound animal in your windshield squishing both you and the car to death. So we dodge past the moose. And then the silly thing turns around and tries to run us down. Moose are insane.

Only two more days of glasses left...only two more days of glasses left... Stupid stye. Oh, contact lenses, how I miss you!

Yeah, I just can't work with Rice's writing style. She bored me to tears, I'm afraid. I'd probably be able to gulp down the story if it were rewritten by someone else, but that is generally a Thing That Should Not Be Done.

Heh. If you thought Cruise was badly cast here, just mention his name around a Jack Reacher fan. Oh, the unholy tirade that will result....

Heh. I remember figuring that one out when changing decimals to fractions in Math for Elementary Teachers. My professor was actually surprised that I'd worked far enough to notice. The rest of the class gave me confused puppy looks. My favorite explanation is that to define two numbers as being different, you have to be able to find a number in between them. You cannot find a number in between 0.99999999... and 1, ergo they are the same number. Math is weird.

Well, it took him somewhere around 8 years to write book 5, so it's not like this is out of character for him. Even without the show, I doubt we'd have The Winds of Winter yet. In fact, I'm starting to suspect that the TV series is the only way we're ever going to find out how the story ends.