Friday, November 29, 2013

Liza O'Connor Review Rebecca Royce's Dragon Joined.

Today, I'm reviewing Rebecca Royce's Dragon Joined.

Space Rep: Didn't you just review a book for Rebecca Royce.

Liza: Yes, I Did. But Rebecca is incredibly prolific. This is another book worthy of being reviewed.


Dean Andrews watched in horror when sixteen-year-old Amanda Sugar was carried away by the dragons. He swore to destroy the beasts before anyone else could be taken. Six years later, he leads his people in a war against the dragons and finds someone he never expected to see again-Amanda, who has grown into a passionately desirable woman.
Amanda has spent the last six years as a prisoner of the most monstrous dragon imaginable. When she lays eyes on Dean she can't believe he is there-she has dreamed of him since she was a teenager. Together they will discover a way to finally end the dragons' rule over humanity, or die trying.
A Romantica® futuristic erotic romance from Ellora's Cave


Aliens come in all forms.
And some are incredibly evil
Dragons from another world have taken over Earth in the future. The remaining humans handle the situation differently. Some serve the dragons, some fight, and some become possessions, a second body for the aliens to use for their amusement.

Six years ago, Dean Andrews watched a beautiful 16-year-old girl, Amanda Sugar, be snared by a dragon and taken away, leaving behind two small siblings whom he takes in as his own. From that day, he swore to destroy these creatures and began a war against an enemy that seemed unbeatable.

When he penetrates their lair, he discovers Amanda Sugar remains alive, but possessed by a female dragon, both clever and evil. Yet deep inside, he discovers the true Amanda lives and how to reach her. Together, they create a plan to take down the dragons beginning with the one possessing Amanda.

Rebecca Royce takes on any subject with a refreshing new perspective, and this is no exception. New revelations and events will delight and terrify the reader at every turn. The dragon is as evil as they get and uses poor Amanda deplorably. Yet, even in this life of misery, Amanda falls in love with Dean once again and this time, he loves her as well. And they use their love, their determination, and incredible bravery to win not only their release from captivity but the freedom of all humans.

This book will keep you on the edge of your reading chair ‘til the very end. Conquering a race of giant, intelligent, body possessing aliens is no easy task, and at times, seems impossible.

Consider this a MUST READ.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Andrea Cooper Explains the difference between Science Fiction and Science Fantasy

Science Fiction vs. Fantasy

Liza, Thank you for having me here today. Here's my take on your question:  
What are the differences between science fiction and fantasy?  Many.

Science Fiction
Setting: Space or a future earth or other planet, typically, in the future. Characters can be robots, aliens, etc.

Weapons: laser guns, light sabers, etc.
Travel: Spaceships, teleports, rockets, etc.
Government: Kings, Ambassadors, Democracy, Dictatorship – a smorgasbord of anything or everything.
Based on: Probable facts and science
Setting: Typically, in the past or in pre-industrial civilization. Characters are witches, wizards, dragons, anything supernatural, mythical, or magical.
Weapons: Swords, knifes, staves, bow & arrows, magic
Travel: magic carpets, unicorns, dragons or any other animal (real or imagined), teleportation, etc.

Government: Monarchy – there may be other types in fantasy novels, but I haven’t read one yet.
Based on: Imagination, magic and/or the improbable

To quote Orson Scott Card: “The difference between science fiction and fantasy … is simply this: science fiction has rivets and fantasy has trees.”

         What are the similarities?
Theme: Both deal with a struggle between good and evil.
Escapism: Both have unknown worlds or time, and can help the reader escape the modern world.
Genre: Both are lumped into the same varied genre: Sci-Fi for short, which also includes many others such as: Cyperpunk, Epic Fantasy, Historical Fantasy, Contemporary or Urban Fantasy, Science Fantasy, Space Opera, Speculative Fiction, Military Science Fiction, and more.
Merging: Several books merge both Science Fiction and Fantasy elements. The most popular and one that I love is Star Wars. The setting is Science Fiction as are the light sabors. But the evil emperor, rescuing the princess, and using the ‘force’ are fantasy aspects to me.

         Readership: This could go into either the differences or the similarities categories. Many readers love both genres. Some are strictly one or the other.

For me, I love watching TV/Movies that are Science Fiction or Fantasy. However, I only enjoy reading fantasy or the merging of both. Not sure why. I guess I’d rather see spaceships zooming overhead.

         Which came first?
Some would say Fantasy, because of The Iliad, Odyssey, Epic of Gilgamesh, etc. However, what about the cave drawings of spacemen, alien-like beings, and spaceships? So either aliens or time travel is real ( a topic for another time – pun intended) or our ancestors had active science fiction imaginations long before fantasy/ magic ones – or the science fiction lovers were the artistic ones J
What about you? Do you prefer one or the other? Or do you love Science Fiction and Fantasy equally?

Liza: Thanks Andrea. That cleared the matter up as best as one can when the two like to merge into one and suddenly there's a robot marrying a fairey.  Now let me share in return a bit about Andrea Cooper and her fabulous books:

Viking Fire Blurb: In 856 CE, Ireland is a land of myth, magic, and blood. Viking raiders have fought the Irish for over half a century. Rival Irish clans promise only betrayal and carnage.
Kaireen, daughter of Laird Liannon, is suddenly forced into an arranged marriage with her sworn enemy, a Viking. She refuses to submit. With no mention of love, only land and the protection of her clan, she endeavors to get her betrothed banished from her country. Will love find its way around her stubborn heart?

Bram, the Viking, finds himself without future or inheritance as a younger son in his family. A marriage to the Laird’s daughter would grant him land if he swears fidelity and if his men will fight along with the Liannons against any foe—Irish or Viking. However, the Laird’s feisty daughter only holds animosity for him and his kind. Is marriage worth the battle scars of such a relentless opponent?

With the blame for a rival laird’s death treacherously set against the Liannons, Kaireen and Bram must find a way to lay aside their differences as an unforeseen darkness sends death snapping at their heels.

Viking Fire Excerpt
Chapter One Ireland 856 CE (condensed)

“I renounce Father for this.” Kaireen threw the elderberry gown.

“Shame on you and your children for speaking such.” Her handmaid, Elva, gathered the damask and then dusted off the rushes. “It’s a wonder one of the clim has not scolded you from your hearth for such talk.”

“No, curse Father for a fool.” She plopped on her bed and a goose feather floated away. With a huff, she leaned against the oak headboard. Red curtains puffed like a robin’s chest around oak poles supporting her wooden canopy.

Her bare feet brushed against the stone floor.

“You know your da arranged a marriage within a season.” Elva smirked.

Kaireen shook her head. “To another land holder,” and waved a hand in disgust, “not t-this heathen. Twice they raided our land in the last month alone. Now father wants me as wife to one of them?” She clenched her fists. “No, I will not marry this Viking.”

Elva smiled, reminding Kaireen of the rumors of her handmaid’s uncanny foresight.
Whispers of Elva making strange things happen and often blamed as the cause of
Kaireen’s stubborn refusal to behave as a laird’s daughter should.

“You’ve not seen him yet.” Elva wiggled her brows.

“So?” Kaireen shrugged. “I would like to never see him.”

“Well then, would you not like to know if you have a handsome husband or not?” She waited for her response, but Kaireen scowled. Elva chuckled. “I would rather get a good look at him now than the morning after.”

Kaireen’s ears heated. “I am not marrying.” She shook her head for emphasis. “So there will be no morning, nor night, nor wedding.”

“If he is handsome, I may fight you for him.” Elva smiled, deepening the wrinkles around her eyes.

“Welcome to him either way.” Kaireen laughed.

The Garnet Dagger Blurb: Everyone knows what happens when a vampire bites a human…but what if the victim is Elvin?
Forbidden to cross the Elvin barrier into human lands, Brock cannot sate his curiosity. Cursed by a vampyre bite that forces him to feed on the life-essence of others, he is unable to touch another without taking their life. Chained by prophesy, he must find a witch, pierce her heart, and draw her blood for his cure. 

Celeste must escape the monks who have held her prisoner for years. Her magic has been kept dormant by her captors. An ancient powerful Warloc craves her powers. If he succeeds in devouring her magic, she and his world will die.

When Brock falls in love with Celeste before realizing her demise is his cure, will love triumph over his desire to be healed? Will he risk everything to save her from a Warloc, an oath breaker, who also wants her dead?

The Garnet Dagger Excerpt:  Chapter One (condensed)
I’ve known death. For over half a millennia, I escorted many to death at the end of my sword. In the eyes of the dying, I watched it shroud them. Foolishly, I thought many more eras would pass before death came for me. It came so swiftly that I could not run; I could not escape. At a village, dressed in human clothes, I took in everything.
I delayed my return to my people as I watched human jugglers bounce torches and knifes. It was autumn equinox and the festivities would continue well into the night. Children laughed as they chased each other. A trail of leaves from their costumes twirled after them. It was dark when I reached the forest.
I hiked slower than my normal speed, so as not to startle whatever human called out. My leather boots crunched upon dried, diseased leaves and bark. Horrified, I glanced up. Branches twisted around each other to suffocating. Lifeless limbs cracked in the wind. Flesh of the trees sloughed off in layers, exposing its bones. Gashes hollowed out chunks of warmth. Fragments of leaves clung to finger tips, marking sepulchers of the dying trees. Trees mourned with wails like splitting wood, and I brought my hands over my ears. I must flee before I became infected, they told me. Flee before the stain of this defilement creeps into you, they warned. Trees spoke to my kind, always had. Yet these trees were in such agony of death that I could not breathe. Felt as though my lungs had folded in on themselves, like a moth unable to break loose from its cocoon.
Cooper, Andrea R. (2013-03-25). The Garnet Dagger (Crimson Romance) (Kindle Locations 60-67). F+W Media. Kindle Edition.

Andrea’s Bio: Growing up in Houston, Texas, Andrea has always created characters and stories. But it wasn't until she was in her late twenties that she started writing novels.
What happened that ignited the writing flame in her fingers? Divorced, and disillusioned by love songs and stories. They exaggerate. She thought. Love and Romance are not like that in the real world. Then she met her husband and realized, yes love and romance are exactly like the songs and stories say. She is now a happy wife, and a mom to three kids (two boys and a girl).
Andrea writes paranormal and historical romance. When not writing or reading, one may find Andrea dancing in Zumba.
She believes in the power of change and counting each moment as a blessing. But most importantly, she believes in love.

The Garnet Dagger Book Trailer
Viking Fire Book Trailer:

Twitter: @AndreaRCooper
Author Website:

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Saturday, November 23, 2013

Weird stuff going on like a 6 tailed comet.

The more we discover, the less we understand. I wonder if scientists are feeling discouraged by this, or invigorated, because now they can speculate to their hearts content. 

Today, I contemplate a comet with 6 tails. Why do the tails head off in different directions? What is it made of? Is it rotating or being still? What does it neighbors think of it's public display?

First, let me set the scene. 6 Tails, that's what I've named the comet because P/2013 P5 is an impersonal name which will make the poor thing feel like an object. 

Some bored scientist was nice enough to help make sense of what we are seeing.

That helps so much, right? I especially appreciate the 2 dimensional compass when working in space. 

6 Tail lives in the inner Asteroid Belt. I hear that's a rough neighborhood.

I have to tell you, to me, that looks scary as hell. This is what the United Nations is going to protect us from? Seriously, we are so doomed. How can we even get past that rock guard? 

So here's my new theory: We are in Space Jail. Our former selves did something really bad. And you know we are capable of being quite horrible, so don't pshaw me. Just look at that fence someone has put between us and the rest of space. 

We were probably placed on Mars initially, because Earth was a giant snow ball.  Then as the sun grew hotter, and Mars kept getting pounded with asteroids, we moved to Earth...or maybe someone moved us.

Which gets me back to 6 Tail. I don't think it's a comet. I think it's a space guard ship responsible for keeping us inside our jail.

Space Rep: Your theory falls apart because the asteroid belt is a BELT, not a blanket.  We can fly above or below it.  We are not in jail.

Liza: But perhaps they don't know that, given all our maps are two dimensional. Perhaps they believe we are two-dimensional, shallow, but dangerous creatures.

Space Rep: You have a point.

Liza: Or two, but this ship pretending to be an a comet appears to be going in six directions at once. And don't even tell me that fellow is rotating, but if it were it would have dust clouds curling around it.  No, it's watching us using it's six engines to retain perfect sync with us. 

I don't mean to sound paranoid, but we are being watched.

Space Rep: Excuse me, but do any of you humans know of a good therapist for space paranoia? 

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Liza Reviews Seductive Powers (The Capes Series) by Rebecca Royce.

Today I'm reviewing a book about superheroes. 

You gotta love superheroes, because they are the ultimate alpha. Draco Powers is everything a woman could want in a man except he's afraid the people he loves will get hurt or, worse, killed.

For a fun read, this turned out to be a rather deep novella for me.

Wendy Warner is a bit of an oddball. Raised in an orphanage, she’s found solace and friendship by watching the television show, Space Adventures, and participating in its fan clubs. Twice a month, Wendy comes to work dressed in a costume from the show that she wears to charity events. She’s been able to ignore the looks of distain from many of her coworkers, but when the president of the company gazes at her with something more, she knows she’s in deep. 

Draco Powers rather likes the way the uniform hugs all her curves in the just the right places. He’s also a real-life Guardian who told the world that, yes, some people had superhuman abilities, but, no, they wouldn’t work for free or without health insurance. Some people refer to him with derision as the "Capitalist Guardian." While Draco doesn’t care what he’s called, he’s also being hunted by a group called the Organization, whose motives are unclear and yet still cause death and destruction wherever they go. 


Rebecca Royce does a fabulous job creating a three-dimensional super hero with emotional fears. Yes, he can rip the paws off a giant robot cat, but can he safely make love to the woman he loves? And should he love anyone, given being with him makes them a target? 

This poor superhero fears emotional ties, due to abandonment issues. (His father wanders about fathering immensely strong babies, then leaves the poor mom to raise them.) He also suffers from the realities of life. Just because he's superhero, capable of saving people no one else can, doesn't mean he doesn't need to put food on the table and receive health insurance just like normal people. 

Just because you do something nice, doesn't mean you shouldn't get paid for it. But oddly, the world condemns him for asking for payment before saving people. This is all Superman's fault. He set unrealistic expectations.

However, that's just the tip of Draco's problems. When he realizes he loves his handler of four years, Wendy, he makes some good bonding progress. (No not the ropes and whip kind, but the emotional kind.) Yet when her life becomes threatened, he makes some terrible decisions, just like normal people do.

There's a ton of  life lessons in this story. Doesn't matter who you are, we all have emotional baggage we need to handle. Love is scary, but running away will not save you from pain. There is no protection from the longings of your heart. All you can do is hold on and cherish every moment of love.

I give this story a superhero 5 for Rebecca Royce's ability to take a worn out subject and breathe fresh and authentic air into it. 

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Cold butted Liza searches for Earth 2...

I'm sitting here freezing my butt off, so does that mean Global Warming isn't happening?

Well, first off, MY BUTT is not a good measurement. The temp of the ocean is what we need to worry about. Why? 

We've got several critical issues there:
1) Water expands as it warms. More water, less land.
2) Melting ice dilutes the saline in the oceans and thus breaks the natural pumping process that creates the ocean currents.

3) Frozen methane hanging deep our oceans will warm, rise into the air, and kill every living thing that breathes it in.

So this isn't about my cold butt or the temp outside. It's all about the rising ocean temps.

Do I actually think our factories and cars are causing this? Based on the charts I've seen of PRIOR burn and crashes in Earth temps, I don't. 

The advent of humans have actually seemed to create a plateau in the cycles of burn and freeze.
(Note little change tween 10K and 0 yrs compared to prior 500K years)
And while I'd like to think humans can come up with solutions that will extend this temp plateau we currently enjoy, given we can't even agree to pay our bills, I've no hope we will achieve something truly amazing.

I'm pretty sure our time on earth is going to be far less than the dinosaurs. The fact we might be smarter than T Rex hasn't helped at all. All we do is fight and squabble over religious and political differences.

If we really want to survive as a species, space exploration should be our #1 priority. 

Our telescopes have made great advances in seeing planets. (Two decades ago, we couldn't find anything.) However, we've made little progress with actual space exploration. 

Thanks, to our telescopes, we've discovered space is packed full of suns and planets.

The Keplar Telescope has been so kind as to find over 104 planets that are the appropriate distance from their suns to be 'a survivable temperature'.  We require a little bit more than that, but it's a good start. 

Now we just need to seriously work on the getting off this doomed rock.

Unfortunately, when we attempt to find a new home, it's possible it will be occupied with life who does NOT want us. It's possible they've already checked us out and found we fight constantly, refuse to pay our bills, and don't share well. 

It's very likely they'll want nothing to do with us and will not allow us to land when we make the amazing 170 generational trip to their planet.

And maybe they are right. Maybe we don't care enough about the 'right' things to warrant surviving.  

But perhaps the Keplar telescope and those telescopes that come after it can inspire us to stop our squabbles and focus on the survival of humans. The more real the planets become, perhaps their importance to our survival will increase as well.

 Otherwise, in a short thousand years from now, we'll have mostly died off. What the methane doesn't kill, burning heat and the ice age that follows will. (A few may have hunkered deep within the earth hoping to survive the 200 million year ice age that has set in. But since we tend to fight and not share, that probably won't go well.) Even if we chose benign-sharing people to save, what will they be after 200 million years underground? Tiny blind grub eating moles?

Sorry, I appear to be depressing you. 
How about this view: 
Our telescopes continue to improve and eventually we are able to see not just a blue green planet, but our scientist will learn to talk to their scientist and they'll tell us how to build a ship that won't kill us before we arrive on their planet far into the future.  And when we finally arrive, they'll welcome us as long lost relatives and like the Indians did, they'll share their food with us.

(And maybe this time, we'll be a bit more gracious.)

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

United Nations to protect planet from Asteroid

Okay, I'm officially scared. The United Nations has put itself in charge of protecting EARTH from asteroids.

Since a small meteor came out of nowhere and terrorized Russia we finally realized we aren't particularly safe. This thing was so small, we didn't even see it coming, yet it had the power of 500 kilotons of TNT, which is about 20-30 times more energy than the Hiroshema atomic bomb.

Imagine the impact of something we might actually see. The dinosaurs may have noticed something hurling down upon them, but by the time they gathered to have a vote on whether this should concern them, nevertheless agree on a line of action, they had become extinct.

Movie directors and screenplay writers have been warning us about this for a long time.

Finally, we've decided to act as a unified Earth to keep us safe...only one problem:



I'm sorry, I wish I had a happier ending, but the chance of the United Nations agreeing on anything is .0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001%

Seriously, this decision is a blatant declaration that no one cares about asteroid protection? 

Our only remaining hope is this man: 
Richard, stop preening and get us off this planet! 

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Liza misbehaves with Alien Admirer by Jessica Subject

Welcome space peeps. Today, we are going fishing.

Space Rep: For what? Space  is mostly empty.

Liza: For whatever we snare. It'll be fun.

Space Rep: If you say so...

Liza: Okay, casting the net....

5 days later....

Liza: Maybe I should have thought this out more.

Space Rep: *Yawns* You think?

Liza: There's something in the large transporter, quick, grab it!

Space Rep: No, way! It might be Jessica's lion.

Liza: She doesn't have a--Whoa!

*slams door shut*

Space Rep: Was it the lion? Oh, there's a photo on the floor. It must have fallen out.

Space Rep: They look friendly. Which one is the alien?

Liza: No clue. Let's see what the back of the cover says.

Alien Admirer
Alien Next Door book 2
By Jessica E. Subject
Erotic Sci-Fi Romance

He fills her with forbidden longing…
Widowed for over a year, Sera longs for the company of her younger, sexier neighbor, the one man she can never have—unless she plans to rob the cradle. It’s too dangerous…

She’s the only one for him…
Adam never wanted to settle down…until Sera. But even when her children give him the green light, he must prove age is an alien concept...

Will Sera give him a chance, or will Adam be left in the cold, never more than her alien admirer?

Liza: Well, we know her name is Sera and she's older than Adam.

Space Rep: And she's not embracing her inner cougar.

Liza: We also know they live next door to one another.

Space Rep: And he's the alien.

Liza: And the kids are okay with age difference.

Space Rep: Why should that matter?

Liza: Mothers tend to put their children before themselves, so if the kids are against it, she might refuse her heart.

Space Rep: Is there an excerpt?

Liza: Not yet... maybe Jessica will send one later on.

Space Rep: If she doesn't, can I make one up?

Liza: Sure, why not. Nothing we do surprises anyone anymore. Have a go at it.


Cougar mom: Roaaaaarr! You're my neighbor? 

Alien: You're the most beautiful female I've even seen. I love your odor. Would you like to make alien cubs with me.

Cougar mom: Yes, but I can't. You'll want to kill my current babies.

Alien: Not at all. Your children are grown up. I want to start a new life with you and make a new family of cubs.

Cougar mom: But I'm too old for you.

Children  of Cougar mom: We give you our mom to make little cubs with.

Liza: STOP! This is the worst story ever. And I believe this time even easy going Jessica will object.

Space Rep: Or maybe she'll just send us an excerpt from the real book.  I'm sure it will be better.

Liza: That I can guarantee you! Jessica writes fabulous books.

Space Rep: So let's send her this to encourage her to send us a proper excerpt.

Liza: Great thinking, Space Rep. 

I'll send it just as soon as that stupid lion leaves the transport.

Peep Rep: Tell it there's a cougar in the ship.

Liza: And its gone. Very good, Peep Rep. Oh and look, Jessica has sent the proper excerpt. Thank you God!


What is it going to take to convince her I want her? On the ride home, he’d persuaded himself to give up on Sera. Until he’d seen her on the porch. He had to seize what might be his lone opportunity.

“Why do you have such a problem accepting that I’m attracted to you?”

She faced him again, her cheeks glowing with color. “I don’t have a problem with that. In fact, I’m flattered. I have a problem with how much I’m attracted to you, how even on my date, I couldn’t get you out of my head.”

It was all the invitation he needed. Closing the space between them, he held her, pressing his lips to hers. Sera moaned, her body tight against his. She didn’t push him away, instead wrapping her arms around him, running her foot up and down the back of his calf.

He clutched her thighs, pulling her up to straddle his waist. Every moan encouraged him to keep going. He wanted more.

“Inside,” she said in a breathless whisper. “Take me into the house.”

All right! Grasping and fumbling with the handle, he managed to open the door without letting her go. Focused on her in his arms, he shuffled around blindly until his knees met her couch. He laid Sera on the cushion, but she clung to him.

“No, my bedroom. And be sure to close the door.”

Her room? Holy shit! Before that moment, he’d expected several days of trying to win her over before she invited him to her room, if she ever even acknowledged his feelings.

He carried her up the butcher block wood steps, to the bedroom he’d helped build. While he’d helped build every part of the house, the master bedroom remained the one room he hadn’t entered since Sera moved in.

Sacred, just like her body.
Liza: Now that's an excerpt!

Space Rep: I am humbled. I see how far I have to go before I claim myself an author.

Liza: It's okay, Space Rep. You are very good at finding links.

Space Rep: *bursts into tears* Not this time. I've got nothing. 

Liza: Keep at it, I have faith you'll eventually find them.

One Day Later...

Space Rep: I found the buy links in the Utero Galaxy!

Available From:

Liza: Well done, Space Rep. Any chance Jess's bio was there as well?

Space Rep: Yes, I found that too! And a picture.

Jessica Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to erotica. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. 
When Jessica isn't reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.
Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. 

You can find her at 
and on twitter @jsubject.

Liza: Space Rep, you do realize that's not a picture of Jessica, right? That's her guard bunny that rescued her the time I may have transported the fabulous author onto my ship without her permission. (Liza admits to no crime...she said 'may')

Space Rep: I grabbed the first thing I found. The lion looked ready to pounce.

Liza: Probably at the rabbit. Well, we better keep it until Jess get's animal control to remove the lion you created and then transported to her ship while retrieving Alien Admirer.

Space Rep: So what you're saying is I'm a royal screwup.

Liza: No! Shit happens. But by grabbing the rabbit, you probably saved it's life and I believe Jessica will appreciate you for rescuing it from the lion.

Or will once animal control shows up. You did great today! 

Now let's rally everyone to comment. The problem with Sci Fi blog readers is that so many visitors communicate telepathically, and thus fail to understand the importance of LEAVING A COMMENT. Authors live off comments. They are like vitamins. So leave one!

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Liza wants to know why yawning is contagious.

 Since I'm tired and overworked, I decided to find out why yawns are contagious, because even my dogs yawns are contagious to me. No, that's not my dog....I it's a rabid rabbit.
For those of you who read this by email, here's a link:

Turns out it's not just fatigue that makes you yawn, but our sense of empathy. Thus, when I yawn when my dog yawns, it means: "I hear you, Jess. I feel your pain. I want a nap too."

I challenge you NOT to yawn when watching this video.

Yawning time is over!  What's a good cure...oh, I know:
Hopefully that makes you want to go buy the book.  If you are still yawning, I cured myself with dark chocolate.
Leave me a message and tell me if you're yawning now.

Monday, November 4, 2013

Black Holes revised to a better theory

In the early 19th century scientists believed they had Physics nailed down and there was nothing more to know.

Which only proves scientists can be really silly.

But at least in the 1970's Stephen Hawkins nailed down black holes, even if other stuff was being weird...

Or had he?

A recent discovery challenges our understanding of not just black holes, but the basic laws of physics. 

As reported by my fav magazine, Scientific America: 

"To me, it's the best thing that's happened in awhile," say Univ. of Cal Berkeley physicist Raphael Bousso. He's referring to the 'black hole firewall paradox' which concerns what happens at the boundary of a black hole. "This is a 9 on the Richter earthquake scale --it's by far the most shocking and surprising thing that has happened in my career."

The article doesn't say how old this scientist is, but it occurred to me if he was 12 years old, his claim wouldn't be so impressive. So I googled him. He got his Phd in 1998, which makes my 12 yr old there unlikely. I also snared a picture and he looks old enough to have credibility if only he didn't look confused....

But then a lot of scientist are confused, and here's why:
We have long assumed space is smooth at a black hole's event horizon.  (To be honest, I've never made that assumptions, but evidently scientist were prone to this belief,)

If space is smooth, then a person crossing over the event horizon should not immediately notice anything amiss (as long as the fact they are 'stepping' in space doesn't strike them as really odd.)

Now according to the former beliefs of scientist:  a distant observer wouldn't notice anything odd about someone walking in space and crossing over event horizons into a black hole. 

Personally, I would be very concerned if I sat before a giant telescope, focused on the sleeping black hole in the center of our galaxy, and noticed someone stomping about the event horizon. In fact, I would go immediately to bed and get some sleep, since I've noticed things get really weird when I'm sleep deprived. (Normally, my cat statues start wiggling their heads, but seeing someone stomp about the event horizon would be reasonable if I'm staring into space.)

But I digress. Physicist have always insisted information cannot be destroyed. (Evidently they've never had a hard drive crash.) and somehow they find the guy stomping over the event horizon on smooth space and the fact data can never be destroyed two mutually incompatible ideas.

I've got to be honest. I think our scientists need to take a nap, because they aren't making any sense to me.  So I'm going to get another scientist explain this theory--hopefully a little better.

Here's the creator of the new theory. While older than the last, he's still not exactly I expect a scientist to look like.

Polchinski and his colleagues believe that not only is space not smooth at a black hole horizon but at that point the laws of physics completely break down

Instead of an unobtrusive boundary, the scientists argue there must actually be a sharp division they call a firewall. “The firewall is kind of a wall of energy—it could be the end of spacetime itself,” Polchinski says. “Anything hitting it would break up into its fundamental bits and effectively dissolve.” 

Okay, at least I understand now:
1) Space is not smooth at a black hole. (Does that mean it's lumpy?)

2) The Laws of physics dissolve like cotton candy in a three year old's mouth at the horizon of a black hole.

3) Anything hitting the horizon dissolves along with the laws of physics.

I have to admit, this makes a lot more sense to me.  Having people plastered forever to the event horizon never set well with me. 

Just like the cotton candy eventually exits the rear end of the three year old, this theory explains the 'gas streams' shooting from the black hole. It's what's left of dinner.

Despite the fact this makes far more sense,
many physicists strenuously object to the bizarre idea of firewalls. (Probably because a weird cowboy from New York came up with the theory.)

Back to the first baffled looking scientist:
“I tried very hard to get rid of them [the firewalls], but I don’t think it’s likely that will happen,” Bousso says. “I’ve decided that the most promising thing for me is to assume there are firewalls, and look into why they form.” 

We need to pause here and clarify something. When they say 'firewall' they aren't talking about a wall to prevent fire from spreading, or even you dubious firewall in your PC that protects your data from viruses. 

This is a new definition. It's rather a wall of total annihilation.

Even the main authors of the idea aren’t completely onboard with their idea. 

According to the cowboy:
“There is a group of people, including me half the time, that thinks there must be some subtle assumption that we’ve made that’s not valid,” Polchinski says. 

Yet so far, they haven’t identified a flaw in the reasoning.

Seriously, this idea makes so much more sense than the prior stupid theory, that I say let's go for it.

A Black Hole is the Universes stomach and pooper.

You know, there really is a difference between scientists and Sci Fi writers. 
Sci Fi writers make more sense and create better theories.

Scientists cling to absurd theories of the the past until it's proven to be false twenty times over.

I'm not going to tell you to leave a comment because you never listen to me anyway.