C.S. MacCath's Blog
I'm not the sort of person who divulges deeply personal matters on the Internet, but this post is important. I've recently learned that members of my biological family have been following my social media accounts, and this might be the only way for me to get a message to some of them. Apologies if this is weird for the rest of you.
Dispatches from the Word Mines: A Field of Millet: Faith and (Alien) Gods in Science Fiction by Rebecca Buchanan
Dispatches from the Word Mines is an irregular blog series about literature and writing from the perspective of writers themselves. This entry comes to us from Rebecca Buchanan, editor of the Pagan literary ezine, Eternal Haunted Summer. She is also the editor-in-chief of Bibliotheca Alexandrina.
I was sitting in a circle discussion on the Sunday morning of a recent Buddhist retreat when the word 'aggression' came up and was decried as a thing that ought to be scoured out of our minds if we want to create an enlightened society. I disagreed and reclaimed the word 'aggression' with a liberal dose of straightforward humor, whereupon it was suggested to me that (1) 'aggression' was the wrong word for what I was describing, and (2) I'd 'get it' eventually if I just kept working on myself.