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Blightborn Selfies: My Vote, And Time To Pick Yours

AND THE BLIGHTBORN SELFIES ARE COMPLETE.

We had 18 entries.

All by lovely people.

You can see all the wonderful photos right here.

It is time to pick two winners.

One winner, I pick.

One winner, you pick.

Before I announce my winner, here’s how you pick yours.

Go to the photo album.

Find your favorite.

Each photo is numbered.

And in the comments here, drop the number of your choice (one choice only, please).

That’s pretty much it.

I’ll give two days for voting, and will tally on Wednesday, noon EST.

Now. My favorite?

As always, it’s a hard choice, but at the end of the day I’m always into cosplay — and J.R. Blackwell’s image of herself as a Heartlander amongst the corn is basically whoa-mazing. So, J.R. Blackwell — congrats! Ping me over email, as I’ll need your mailing address for one of the two Heartland-themed Kindle Paperwhites. That image, drum roll please…

Now, time for the rest of you to vote.

Pick a photo.

Go to the comments.

Tell me which one is your fave.

EDIT

Holy crow, that was a close one.

It was a hotly-contested arm-wrasslin’ fest between #1, #4, #12, and #15.

But, in the end —

STEAMPUNK GOGGLES FORAGER WON.

That would be, of course, #1.

So: email me at terribleminds at gmail dot com.

Creator-Owned Comics

My reading time at present is sliced into micrometers — book due, working on a comic, working on an outline, making meals, and of course, that tiny little person running around the house. As such, my current reading time being limited, I get a lot of mileage out of comics. (And it doesn’t hurt that I’m working on a comic, too, in the process.) Been digesting a lot of Marvel, of which I’m not very well-versed, and it’s been nice to see what runs of what characters/storylines/writers work and which ones don’t.

Regardless, focusing away from the big Marvel/DC —

Let’s focus on independent, creator-owned comics.

What do you like to read in that department?

What writers?

What comics?

What artists?

Wuzza wooza?

Flash Fiction Challenge: And, Action!

Last week’s challenge: The Color Title Challenge

This week?

Both easy and difficult, I think.

I want your 1000-word story to be all action.

Now, that action could be: gunplay, karate kicking, fighting, running, car chasing.

In other words, the standard “action movie fare.”

Or: it could be fucking. Or cooking. Or arm-wrestling.

Or some other notable action characters would undertake.

The trick is: make it exciting. From start to finish.

And — and! — make it a complete story.

Beginning, middle, ending.

Get to writing.

You’ve got 1000 words.

You’ve got seven days.

You’ve got your own blog to post to, and the comments to link it in.

Get writing, word-nerds.

Jon McGoran: Five Things I Learned Writing Deadout

In this riveting follow-up to the acclaimed biotech thriller DRIFT, Jon McGoran expands on the theme of genetically engineered foods, and also explores Colony Collapse Disorder, which threatens the world’s honeybee populations. Detective Doyle Carrick’s girlfriend gets a job farming job on an island in New England where the bees have started suddenly start dying off. But when a biotech company brings in genetically engineered bees that are supposedly immune to colony collapse, Doyle realizes the bees aren’t the only thing being modified. So he has to figure out what they are really up to, and stop them before their plot succeeds, and spreads to the mainland and the world.

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1) Bees are strange, freaky little creatures.

I knew that going in. The whole hive thing is weird enough, but while researching the book, I learned a lot more about them. Like, while their roles are rigidly determined  — queen, worker, drone — by a set of behavioral variables, which, if not executed just right, can spell the end of the colony. But they can also be somewhat fluid. In the bee world, eggs that are not fertilized become male bees, but in some species of bees, through a rare process called thelytoky (which is a hell of a word), male worker bees can start laying eggs that will become female workers or even queens. Frankly, the fact that together with birds, bees are half of the duo that supposedly represent human romance and reproduction makes me think I might be a little more vanilla in my proclivities that I had realized.

2) Bees are strange, freaky, BADASS little creatures.

If you’ve ever been stung, you know that. And if you’re familiar with “Africanized” or “Killer” bees, you know it even better. But they’re not the bad-ass-est. The African bees that gave rise to the Africanized bees are pretty badass in their own right. And then there are crazy, nightmare bee-creatures like the Tarantula Hawk, a two-inch long wasp that has the most painful sting of any creature in this country (yes, they are in this country) and among the most painful in the world. The Schmidt Pain Index (a story unto itself) gives it a perfect 4.0 and describes it as “Blinding, fierce, shockingly electric. A running hair drier has been dropped into your bubble bath.”

Then there is the Asian giant hornet. Imagine an insect as big as your thumb, that flies at 25 miles per hour, and has a quarter-inch-long stinger and venom that dissolves human flesh and can cause kidney failure. It kills 30 to 40 people each year in Japan (where it is called the “giant sparrow bee”) and many more in China. I spent a little too much of my “research” time  watching videos of Asian giant hornets wiping out honeybee hives, maybe a dozen of them tearing the heads off 30,000 honeybees in  matter of minutes. Astonishingly, they’re not always successful — the bees’ defensive tactic is to cluster around the hornet, and beat their wings fast enough to raise their body temperatures so the cluster is just hot enough to cook the hornet without cooking the bees.

And what is the evolutionary justification for all this mayhem? The Asian giant hornets kill hives and eat the honey. Tarantula Hawks eat tarantulas. But the African honeybees’ aggressive behavior is defense against a predator with a bit of a badass reputation of his own. Perhaps you’ve heard of …the honey badger. (Try explaining to a renowned entomologist halfway around the world why you burst out laughing when he springs that on you in the middle of the interview.)

3) The Money Ain’t from Honey.

Most people think beekeepers make their money from honey, and smaller ones still do, but large-scale beekeeping operations make the majority of their income renting their hives out to large-scale farmers to pollinate their crops. These big beekeeping operations travel the country on tractor trailers, following the pollination seasons. California’s $2 billion almond industry depends on an estimated 1 million hives for pollination, attracting beekeepers from around the country. Those beekeepers travel around following the apple, peach, pear, blueberry and other pollination seasons. These pollination services bring in roughly $15 billion per year, about 70% of beekeeper’ income. But some people think trucking those bees all over the place isn’t the best thing for the bees, and could be contributing to something called Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD).

4) Colony Collapse is Some Scary Shit.

Even though it’s not true that Einstein once said “If the bee disappears from the surface of the earth, man would have no more than four years to live,” Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD) is still some scary shit. But it’s not just scary in the “We’re so dependent on bees to pollinate our food, this could actually be what ends the human race” way. It’s also creepy as hell.

Large scale CCD was first observed in 2006 by a big-time beekeeper wintering 16 million bees in tractor trailers in a field in Florida. One day, his workers went out there, and 12 million of the bees were gone. Not dead – gone. Vanished. Nowhere to be found. Sure, honeybees are small. But twelve million of them is big. That summer, CCD occurred all across the country, with beekeepers reporting disappearances of 30% to 90% of their bees. Each year since then, losses have been in the 30% range, and no definitive cause has been determined, although Neonicotinoid pesticides are surely a big part of it, and GMOs, other pesticides, industrial beekeeping practices and even cell phone towers have been suspected of contributing to the problem.

It’s so creepy that in the U.K., CCD is known as “Mary Celeste Syndrome,” after the famed ghost ship. And apart from the creepiness of billions of bees disappearing without a trace, in hives wiped out by CCD, called “Deadouts” (get it?),  the queen and the eggs are left to die, and all the honey is left behind. Very anti-hive behavior. And usually, a hive left unattended is invaded within hours, the honey, wax, eggs, etc. picked over by robber bees, beetles, moths — all sorts of scavengers. But no one messes with a deadout.

5) History Is Written by the Victors. Science is Written by the Funders.

Winston Churchill said that history is written by the victors. The corollary these days, is that the science is being written by big corporations. One of the most troubling aspects of the whole GMO controversy is the direct and indirect impact that big food and corporate biotech are having on science. U.S. intellectual property law gives patent-holders like Monsanto, Dow and Syngenta a lot of say in who gets to conduct what research on their products. More important, though, is how dependent the scientific community has become on biotech money to fund research. Those companies are obviously unlikely to fund research that is against their interests, but the perception is that they are also less likely to fund any research at institutions where such studies are taking place. So even if a researcher can find non-biotech funding to pay for a long-term study into possible negative health impacts of GMOs, his coworkers — and superiors — could lose funding for their unrelated projects.  It is a chilling effect in more ways than one, and it has already impacted the body of scientific knowledge that is out there.

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Jon McGoran is the author of the ecological thriller Drift, and its newly released sequel, Deadout, which takes a chilling look at the world of GMOs, biotechnology and the disappearance of the bees. Writing as D. H. Dublin, he is also author of the forensic thrillers Body Trace, Blood Poison and Freezer Burn. He has been involved in food and sustainability for over twenty years, as communication director at Weavers Way Co-op, editor at Grid magazine, and writing about and advocating for issues including urban agriculture, cooperative development and labeling of genetically engineered foods.

Jon McGoran: Website | Twitter

Deadout: Amazon | B&N | Indiebound | Powells

The ALS Ice Bucket Challenge: The Wendigo Abides

(Direct link to the video here.)

I was challenged yesterday by the inimitable Ben LeRoy (his video and accompanying post here) to either give some money or dump some ice water on my head (and give a smaller amount of money in the process). I figured, fuck it, let’s do both, and because YAY CHARITY I’m also going to give money to fight another disease: prostate cancer.

ALS Ice Bucket challenge and donate button: here.

Prostate cancer charity: here.

In addition, because I am presently a cold, wet jerk (not coincidentally the name of my homemade porn flick), I have issues this challenge to the entire Holy Taco Church, with particular note for members: Kevin Hearne, Delilah S. Dawson, and Wesley Chu.

And, if you feel like this is a good time to rant about slacktivisms and how this is bad or something, please remember that this challenge has resulted in a major uptick in donations to fight Lou Gehrig’s Disease, and is supported by those who suffer from the condition as well as those who have friends and loved ones who suffer.

More to the point, charity is good, and this is not slacktivism because it demands action. Not just changing your Twitter icon or flinging up some hashtag somewhere. Even more to the point: keep your negative thoughts placed firmly inside your cakeholes. OKAY THANK YOU.

Further: if you’re a reader of terribleminds who has done the challenge? Feel free to drop a link to your video in the comments so we can all point and laugh at your soggy, ice-slick bodies.