Saturday, January 21, 2017

New Term's Resolution

© by Gerald So | 3:30 A.M.

I avoided watching the inauguration yesterday, but then I haven't watched any inauguration live. I voted for Hillary Clinton over Donald Trump, but I don't feel either represents me particularly well.

As the results came in on election night, I prepared myself to have Trump as president. I don't know if Russian hacking, the FBI, or WikiLeaks helped him win; they didn't sway my vote. As long as Trump's win isn't overturned, however, I have to live with him as president.

Not that my life will change in any way I can see. I've always tried to do the most good for the most people, put the many ahead of myself. I've always been in the minority. Individuality is the ultimate minority after all. My identity, my values, my responsibilities don't change with the president.

Thursday, January 12, 2017


© by Gerald So | 3:00 P.M.

Two weeks ago via Twitter, I learned about Gwenda Bond's YA series with DC Comics' legendary Lois Lane as protagonist and was immediately interested.

The first book, Fallout finds sixteen-year-old Lois recently moved with her Army family. Her first day at East Metropolis High, she sees spelling bee champion Anavi Singh being harassed by the Warheads, a seemingly single-minded clique of VR gamers.

The principal does next-to-nothing, so Lois tries to expose the bullying through her new after-school job at the Daily Planet's teen newspaper, the Daily Scoop. Discovering the Warheads' strange ability to carry out psychic assaults, Lois isn't sure anyone will believe her but an online friend she knows only as SmallvilleGuy.

Though the concept is similar to early seasons of TV's Smallville and has equal potential to resonate with Superman lore, Lois is refreshingly the focus here, wishing she could stay out of trouble long enough to get settled, but nonetheless driven to help Anavi.

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Thirteen Years of Looking at a Blog

© by Gerald So | 1:30 A.M.

The title of this entry marking this blog's thirteenth anniversary is a nod to Wallace Stevens' "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird". No, I haven't come up with a poem of my own for the occasion though, thirteen years ago, this blog was supposed to spur my writing. I never further defined what I'd write about here. I had no idea I'd be blogging thirteen years, yet here we are.

This has become the place I sort what else is on my mind so I can get at the poetry and fiction I want to write. Not that I see the connections while writing, and not that I think of this blog as freewriting or a diary. I try to have or arrive at something very clear to say with each post. The more strongly I feel about a topic, the more skillfully I aim write about it.