I've been working on a very cool project which, if all goes well, I can tell you about tomorrow. For the nonce . . .
Last year, as autumn came in, Marianne and I were talking about the season and she said that I should walk through the 'hood writing DEATH on fallen leaves and scattering them behind me.
"No, no, no," I said. Thinking that would be a good way of starting a local witch-hysteria. But her idea got me thinking, and that got me started on the project.
Yesterday, ignoring my original reaction, I went into the park with a pair of rubber stamps. Some of the results are shown above and below.
And I am happy again, because . . .
I'm in print! "Libertarian Russia" just appeared in the December issue of Asimov's Science Fiction. The irony of the title might elude you, but it certainly didn't elude my Russian friends. When I was researching the story and asked some of them how one would say the title in Russian, the answer was always, "No, you see, such a thing is not possible. One cannot be Russian and a libertarian. It's a contradiction in terms."
Well, yes, and that was why I was interested in the question.
I finaly got the answer to my question -- which I ended up not using -- by asking what the Russian would be for "Libertarian Detroit."