Panoply Reborn

This blog was well overdue a makeover. It’s a task I’d been putting off for ages, but I finally got my act together and gave it some much-needed freshening up. I’m really happy with the new look! It’s brighter, cleaner, tidier… but still retains some personality. The header image is a stock WordPress one, so I might change that at some point, but for now I kinda like it. I’m surrounded by plants at home, so this feels like an extension of my natural environment.

Onward and upward, little blog!



Every so often, I come across an image that transports me into itself. It’s like the immersion that comes from good writing. The sense of being in a place, feeling it, the warmth, the scents, the sounds it evokes.

I came across one of these today. So beautiful I might have to put it in a story…


Pedantics #4

This is a monkey:

English: Saimiri sciureus. Français : Saimiri ...
Saimiri sciureus. (Photo credit: Luc Viatour)









This is an ape:

Chimpanzee (Photo credit: Dhammika Heenpella / Images of Sri Lanka)











Apes are not monkeys. Monkeys are not apes. They are both primates, in the same way that ducks and geese are both birds. People don’t consistently refer to geese as ducks. But you constantly hear chimpanzees called ‘monkeys’. The same goes for gorillas, orangutans, and gibbons. None of them are monkeys, any more than any of the humans reading this are monkeys.

Even during my search for these images, I came across photos of chimpanzees and orangutans when I typed in ‘monkey’. Is it just willful ignorance or a blatant misuse of language? Is it a total misunderstanding of the animal kingdom? A deliberate slap in the face to Linnaeus?

I have no idea. I’m not sure it even matters. Just please, next time you see a baby gorilla or a chimpanzee or a beautiful orangutan, remember they’re APES. Humans are supposed to be the most intelligent species on the planet, but even a chimpanzee knows it’s not a monkey.

Sources of Inspiration

In sci-fi and fantasy writing, worldbuilding is key. A well-crafted world and setting is what makes your otherwise nutty ideas believable. Things have to hold together. Laws, history, and ecosystems all affect your characters. It’s not just about giving people somewhere to live… it’s about shaping something that becomes the very canvas you’re working on.

I love worldbuilding. It can be hard work, especially when you’re setting up something vast or radical. Details are like dominoes – they directly affect each other, creating new details and offshoots of ideas. Sometimes they get hard to juggle.

Every so often I’m reminded that the very best source of inspiration when crafting a new world is the one we live in right now. Whether you’re looking at past conflicts or politics, religions, fashions, technology, or my personal favourite, nature, you can find something that gives you a fresh idea or highlights an important detail you’d overlooked.

Spec fic writers come up with some pretty weird ideas. But I don’t believe any idea is so weird it can’t be shaped into something workable and believable. And when you realise that some of the weirdest things of all exist right now, in this universe and on this planet, suddenly anything is possible. Truth, as always, is stranger than fiction. I’d like to present my most recent encounter with that old adage:

Glaucus atlanticusPhoto credit: © Taro Taylor

That is an animal. A real, existing creature. Look at those colours! That shape! That iridescent beauty! This is the rather unfairly named blue sea slug. Not only is it stunning to behold, it’s got some pretty awesome behaviour traits too. It floats upside down in the sea, being transported by ocean currents. Its primary food source is the Portuguese Man-of-War, that jellyfish of the vicious stings. Not only does it eat the Man-of-War, it actually takes its prey’s stings and stores them to use for its own defence. A spectacular little creature.

So spectacular that the first time I stumbled across it, I thought it was a hoax. But nope. It’s real. Its Latin name is Glaucus atlanticus.

So if Glaucus atlanticus can exist, surely the possibilities for your own world are endless?