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So, when I tell the story of how I ended up working in tech, I sometimes start it this way, "When I was very young, my father was a professor at M.I.T. for a while. While he was there, he met Seymour Papert, who told him all about his work in teaching computer programming to very young children. And my father said, 'Hmmm, I have very young children...'"

It's quite likely that I would have been interested in computers and that my parents would have encouraged that interest even if my father had never met Seymour Papert. But Seymour Papert helped stack the deck in favor of that, and for that I'll always be grateful.
I have a bad habit of checking Facebook on my phone when I get up, which is how I started off yesterday morning by learning that Jay Lake had died.

I'm pretty sure it was Diana Sherman who introduced me to Jay. (Diana Sherman has introduced me to many of my favorite people, so it's the way to bet, anyway.) Most of my memories of Jay don't make for great anecdotes, although I was present for the great Lake/Levine/Pratt Campbell Award Smackdown, where I learned that the pen is mightier than the foam noodle.

But most of my memories of Jay are of talking about writing. And what I mostly remember is his kindness and generosity towards other writers. Despite being one of the most prolific writers I've ever encountered, he was more than capable of lending a sympathetic ear and good advice to someone struggling with writers' block. He was a great guy to kick around story ideas with. I know countless writers, myself included, who benefited at one time or another from his advice and encouragement. I remember lots of little kindnesses from Jay, over the years.

He'll be missed.
This is shaping up to be a bad year for 70's era Doctor Who companions. The BBC is reporting that Mary Tamm, who played Romana I, had died from cancer.

When I was young and watching Doctor Who meant endless repeats of Tom Baker's era on PBS, I always looked forward to The Key to Time season rolling around again. At the time, I'd have put it down to the sheer novelty of a story arc that lasted and entire season (!), but when I watched the season on DVD again recently, I realized how much of it was due to Mary Tamm's performance as Romana (as well as a couple of stories with great scripts.)

Here are a couple of clips from Tamm's first appearance on the show, from "The Ribos Operation":
BBC news is reporting that Caroline John passed away last week.

Caroline John played Liz Shaw on Doctor Who. Whenever I look back, I'm always surprised at how important Liz was to me as a character: she appeared in just four stories, one of which I never got to see when I was a kid because the then-available video was in such poor shape that my local PBS station wouldn't broadcast it.

But when I was a little girl of 10 or 11, Liz Shaw was absolutely everything I wanted to be. She was a scientist; she was unashamedly intelligent; she had a wicked sense of humor; she got to save the world on a regular basis; and she wore fabulous boots. I can't remember any other character on television like her at the time.

It's hard to know how important such role models are, but it is surely not a coincidence that today I have a degree in chemistry, am known for being reasonably funny, and own a couple of pairs of fabulous boots. I've never saved the world, but I can probably fix your computer. Thanks, Caroline John, for helping little girls dream big.
I haven't seen this confirmed anywhere but on Twitter, but it appears that Anne McCaffrey has passed away from a stroke.

Of course, I read her Pern novels when I was a kid. We all read her Pern novels when I was a kid. However, my fondest memory of Anne McCaffrey was of getting to ask her a few questions during an online chat she did on CompuServe. I was probably about 11 or 12 years old, and I asked a bunch of what I now recognize were more or less the standard newbie questions. She answered them all very patiently and thoroughly without giving any indication that she had heard them all a million times before. I not only learned something about writing from her, but also something about how to be an awesome human being.

In memoriam

Oct. 5th, 2011 09:11 am
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My father's father died yesterday.

For my grandfather's 90th birthday a few years back, my aunt put together a book in which family members recorded their favorite memories of my grandfather. I remember that I wrote about feeding the ducks with my grandfather when I was a little girl, and about the amazingly garish plaid trousers that he sometimes wore, that my grandmother referred to as his "tacky pants". I don't think I wrote about how for many years, I fearlessly sweetened my tea with saccharin, because my toxicologist grandfather assured me it would not give me cancer. (And if I avoid it now, it's more because I've come to think that it tastes pretty nasty than because I think it will poison me.) Nor did I write about the conversations we had about scientific writing, in which he instructed me in how not to do all the things that authors did that drove him nuts when he edited a toxicology journal. Which is odd, because the instinct never to take a scientific study at face value without looking carefully at the experimental design and the firm opinion on the serial comma that he helped foster are really a bigger part of who I am today than the ducks. Though the ducks were important, too.
Lis Sladen, who played Sarah Jane Smith in Doctor Who and The Sarah Jane Adventures, has died of cancer.

It's a truism in Doctor Who fandom that you never forget your first Doctor. He might not always remain your favorite, but he's the one who sets the template for what the role should be. I think it's also true that you never forget your first companion - they're the audience identification figure, after all. Sarah Jane Smith was my first companion, and although she wasn't perfect, I always loved that she was brave, smart, and unashamedly a feminist. Honestly, it was her appearance in the New Who episode "School Reunion" that really convinced me that David Tennant *was* the Doctor. I'd been skeptical up until then, but if Ten was good enough for Sarah Jane, he was good enough for me.
I had a bad feeling when I saw "David Eddings" pop up as one of the trending topics on Twitter. Apparently, Eddings has died, aged 77.

When I was at summer camp (at the TIP program on the Duke University campus) when I was about 13, a friend of mine discovered that I hadn't read The Belgariad. "Come on," she said. "Someone here must have the books with them." We went through the dorms, knocking on doors, asking if anyone had copies willing to lend. I think we talked to less than half-a-dozen people before we found a young man who had the entire series and was willing to lend it to me. I finished the series in a matter of days, and acquired my own copies soon after.

I have very different reading tastes now, and haven't read most of Eddings more recent work, but I sincerely thank him for all the reading pleasure he gave me and so many of my peers when I was younger.
I just clicked over to Neil Gaiman's journal and learned that Rory Root, owner of the Comic Relief comic book store, died yesterday.

During the time I lived in Berkeley, Comic Relief was my local comic bookstore. Daniel and I visited the store just about every week for several years. When we make the occasional trip up to Berkeley, we always make a point of stopping at Comic Relief, because we've yet to find a comic book store down here in San Jose that can remotely compare.

Rory believed that no matter what your tastes were, there was a comic out there that would appeal to you. He may be single-handedly responsible for my continuing to read comics after Sandman ended. He sometimes sold me graphic novels with a money-back guarantee - if I didn't like them, I could bring them back for a refund. I never took him up on it. (I wouldn't have, anyway, but more to the point, he was good enough at finding stuff that I liked that I was never tempted to.)

I'll also remember the time I stopped by the store a bit early to see if the new issue of Promethea was in, and the latest shipment of new comics hadn't been unpacked yet. Rory started opening boxes until he found the issue I wanted. I thought that was going a bit beyond the call of duty to make a $3 sale to a customer who lived practically around the corner and could easily come back later, but I'm sure Rory would have said that it was just good customer service.

Thanks, Rory. I'll miss you.