Imagination is not only the uniquely human capacity to envision that which is not, and therefore the fount of all invention and innovation.
— J. K. Rowling
I grew up immersed in science fiction. Not only did I read science fiction novels and short stories by the handful, I was in a science fiction book club, saw every science fiction movie that came out, attended science fiction conventions, and even wrote my own short stories (really bad short stories) for a Phoenix Fanzine, Twibbet. My love extended from the classics of the genre (e.g. Foundation by Isaac Asimov) to the less reputable paperbacks (e.g. Bill, the Galactic Hero by Harry Harrison). From spaceships to creatures of the Id, these were my stories of choice for futuristic, swashbuckling adventure.
In my latest article for No Jitter, I ramble on like an old man yelling at kids to get off his lawn.