Podcast appearances and mentions of donald jacob uitvlugt

What exactly is a lagomorph and why do they make interesting characters? Donald Jacob Uitvlugt joins the show to discuss lagomorphs, worldships, Chinese culture, and his book, Jiao Tu's Endeavour: A Furry Sci-Fi Adventure. Donald's website can be found here: jiaotusendeavour.wordpress.com Follow Donald on Twitter as well: @jiaotuwuku for Jiao Tu specific content @haikufictiondju for Donald's personal account Author's Books Mentioned: Jiao Tu's Endeavour: A Furry Sci-Fi Adventure Episode 1: The Kidnapped Mousling ************************************************************************************************************* Follow me on Twitter @AaronIrber Donate to my Patreon - I Might Believe in Faeries https://www.patreon.com/imightbelieveinfaeries Like my Facebook page - I Might Believe in Faeries Battle Of The Creek by Alexander Nakarada | https://www.serpentsoundstudios.com Music promoted by https://www.free-stock-music.com Attribution 4.0 International (CC BY 4.0) https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Logo Art by Linnea Kisby *************************************************************************************************************

Main Fiction: "The Sands of Rubal-Khali" by Donald Jacob UitvlugtThis story originally appeared in Cirsova #4 (November 2016).Donald Jacob Uitvlugt lives on neither coast of the United States, but mostly in a haunted memory palace of his own design. In addition to previous appearances in StarShipSofa #481 and Far Fetched Fables #176, his short fiction has appeared in numerous print and online venues, such as Cirsova magazine and the anthology Fearful Fathoms II. Donald strives to write what he calls "haiku fiction", stories that are small in scale but big in impact. If you enjoyed "In the Sands of Rubal-Khali" let him know at his blog: haikufiction.blogspot.com or via Twitter: @haikufictiondju. Narrated by: Deanna SanchezDeanna Sanchez is a voiceover artist and actress who has performed professionally for 14 years. She has voiced various commercials, industrials, and characters, and specializes in the “sexy voice” of powerful female roles. An avid fan of science fiction since her grandfather gave her a copy of Heinlein’s Tunnel in the Sky when she was 9, she feels greatly privileged to help bring this story to life. While pursuing a voice talent and acting career, Deanna also consults in Geographical Information Systems and develops custom mapping applications for real estate and other industries. Her background in IT management does not prevent her from owning multiple old computers, some with Windows 98 still running. Three-dimensional visualization of spatial data is a favorite pastime, and she has spent many hours translating real-Earth elevation data into unique 3-D worlds. Deanna’s voice over demo can be heard at the Lambert Studios website, an outstanding full service recording studio. See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

Coming UpGood Evening: 00:40Donald Jacob Uitvlugt's SW Vampire ISO Drinking Companion (Hungur Magazine, October 2011) as read by Joe Sammarco: 03:56Richard Le Gallienne's Haunted Orchard as read by Drew Sebesteeny: 20:48Pleasant Dreams: 43:44Pertinent LinksThe District of Wonders Network Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/districtofwondersDonald Jacob Uitvlugt: https://haikufiction.blogspot.com/Donald Jacob Uitvlugt @ Twitter: https://twitter.com/haikufictiondjuRichard Le Gallienne: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Le_GallienneDrew Sebesteeny: https://www.idrewthis.ca/ See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

“The Hour of the Rat” by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt (Originally published in Cirsova Magazine #1.) shigururu ya               winter rain nezumi no wataru      a mouse runs koto no ue                  across the koto -- Yosa Buson (1716-1783) Nezumi's heart pounded as she pressed against the wall. She willed herself to be as invisible as the night all around her. She put a hand over her mouth so that the puffs of her breath would not give away her position. Within the estate beyond the wall, a guard approached her position. Nezumi whispered under her breath. "Namo amida butsu. Namo amida butsu..." She used the prayer to keep time. Two hundred repetitions between the passes of the guards as they made their rounds. Not much time to get over the wall. Nezumi shivered. It was going to rain. She didn't know how she knew, but she always knew. There. One hundred. The guard would be at his farthest point away. Nezumi pulled out the rope she had hidden in the folds of her dark kimono. It took tries, but the rock tied to the end finally caught on the tree in the courtyard beyond. Nezumi scrambled over the wall and dropped down into the shadows behind the tree. She heard footsteps on the gravel path and froze. Donald Jacob Uitvlugt lives on neither coast of the United States, but mostly in a haunted memory palace of his own design. His short fiction has appeared in numerous print and online venues, including Cirsova Magazine and Flametree Publishing's Science Fiction anthology. He strives to write what he calls "haiku fiction", stories that are small in scale but big in impact. If you enjoyed "The Hour of the Rat," let him know at haikufiction.blogspot.com or on Twitter as @haikufictiondju. About the Narrator: Deanna Sanchez is a voiceover artist and actress who has performed professionally for 14 years. She has voiced various commercials, industrials, and characters, and specializes in the “sexy voice” of powerful female roles. An avid fan of science fiction since her grandfather gave her a copy of Heinlein’s Tunnel in the Sky when she was 9, she feels greatly privileged to help bring this story to life. While pursuing a voice talent and acting career, Deanna also consults in Geographical Information Systems and develops custom mapping applications for real estate and other industries. Her background in IT management does not prevent her from owning multiple old computers, some with Windows 98 still running. Three-dimensional visualization of spatial data is a favorite pastime, and she has spent many hours translating real-Earth elevation data into unique 3-D worlds. Deanna’s voice over demo can be heard at the Lambert Studios website, an outstanding full service recording studio. See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

Space Opera by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt First appeared in Splickety. Donald Jacob Uitvlugt lives on neither coast of the United States, but mostly in a haunted memory palace of his own design. His short fiction has appeared in numerous print and online venues, including Cirsova magazine and the Flametree Publishing anthology Science Fiction Stories. He is also releasing a series of self-published stories for Kindle. Donald strives to write what he calls "haiku fiction," stories that are small in scope but big in impact. If you enjoyed "Space Opera," please let him know via his blog or via Twitter: @haikufictiondju. 600 Second Saga Music is provided by MADS.  You can support 600 Second Saga by giving us a 5-star review on iTunes Become a Patron! Follow me on Facebook Follow me on Twitter  

Main Fiction: "Butterfly Dreams" by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt Originally appeared in Science Fiction Stories Donald Jacob Uitvlugt lives on neither coast of the United States, but mostly in a haunted memory palace of his own design. His short fiction has appeared numerous print and online venues, including Timeless Tales and Cirsova Magazine. He strives to write what he calls "Haiku Fiction," stories that are small in scale but big in impact. If you enjoyed "Butterfly Dreams," let him know at his webpage http://haikufiction.blogspot.com or via Twitter: @haikufictiondju. Narrated by: Adrian Collins Adrian Collins is the Sydney based founder of Grimdark Magazine. He loves reading about anti-heores and seeing a story from the perspective of the villain across all genres, especially SFF. When not reading, he’s generally getting stuck into a beer with mates, travelling, or working as a bad writer. Say g’day over on @AdrianGdMag and facebook.com/grimdarkmagazine. Short Fiction: "Some Things I Should Have... See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

Author : Donald Jacob Uitvlugt Narrator : Tracey Yuen Host : Marguerite Kenner Audio Producer : Rikki LaCoste Discuss on Forums Originally published in Interstellar Fiction (May 2013).   Every year in January, Cast of Wonders takes the month off to recharge our batteries, plan the year ahead, and highlight some of our favourite episodes. […] The post Episode 195: Staff Pick 2015 – The Tale of the White Tiger by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt appeared first on Cast of Wonders.

Author : Donald Jacob Uitvlugt Narrator : Tracey Yuen Host : Marguerite Kenner Audio Producer : Jeremy Carter Artist : Barry J. Northern Discuss on Forums Originally published in Interstellar Fiction (May 2013). The Tale of the White Tiger by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt Blind Li Xiao surveyed the marketplace. The sensor net embedded in his […] The post Cast of Wonders 168: The Tale of the White Tiger by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt appeared first on Cast of Wonders.

Expecting by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt It didn't make no sense to me, but Momma said it made the birthing easier, so I did it anyway. I was scared. It was my first time, and I wasn't married. People already talked about my family's strange ways. Then I started showing, and the gossip spread like ripples in a swamp. "Let 'em talk," Momma said. "It don't make no difference. We'll have the last laugh on Judgment Day." Easy for her to say. She didn't have to go to school. She didn't have to see the looks the other girls gave or hear them whispering behind her back. She didn't have to put up with the rude comments of the boys. Like I was some kind of whore. KatieJo thought it was neat. She would. She wanted to talk about it all the time. "What's it like? I want one too, but papa would tan my hide if'n I don't finish school first. Does it kick yet? Will you let me feel it when it kicks?" I tried to explain that it wasn't all roses. I told her about the morning sickness and the weird cravings and waking up each day feeling more like a bloated whale. "It'd all be worth it, to bring a new life into the world." I couldn't talk to KatieJo about how scared I was. There's this thing growin' inside me, getting ready to pop out. I did tell her what Momma said about eating clay. "She has you eating dirt? Gross. Dirt has worms and parasites and all kinds of nasty things." "It makes the morning sickness go away." I didn't explain to KatieJo how Momma and me had gone out into the woods by moonlight. We said some prayers in the old language and then we dug down, past the regular dirt, past the worms and wriggling white grubs, down to a special clay. Momma and me dug it up with our bare hands. It glowed in the moonlight. She smeared some on my lips and then my belly. That was the first time I felt it move. I thought about the grubs and worms we had dug past. I didn't tell KatieJo any of this, 'cause Momma asked me not to. But I did remind her that my Momma was a wise woman who had given birth several times. "Be that as may be, you still wouldn't catch me eating dirt." Yeah. And you're not the one expecting, are you. The further along I got, the better the clay tasted to me. The bigger I got, the more I wanted it. I started carrying a bag of clay in my pocket so I could snack on it at school. I'd try to do it when I thought no one was looking, but I guess people saw anyway. They called me white trash and all kinds of things. Momma said it didn't matter. They called her worst her first time. It still hurt. I'm not sure Momma cared. She was spending more and more time at church, getting ready for the delivery. The next day at school I had the craving real bad. I reached my hand into my pocket when I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Miss Spencer, the school nurse. "Madison, I need to see you in my office." Miss Spencer made me uncomfortable, but I was a good girl -- whatever the jealous trash at school said -- so I went. When we both sat down, I realized the nurse was as uncomfortable as I was. "Madison... I think it's time we had a talk about your...condition..." I didn't hear anything that required a response, so I didn't say anything. A queasy feeling hit my stomach really hard. I needed more clay soon. I rested a hand on my big belly while Miss Spencer went on. "First, I want to applaud your decision to keep going to school. Your education is very important." Momma said I wouldn't be in their school at all if the law didn't make me go. But she said it was best to obey the laws of men so people didn't come snooping around things that were none of their business. I learned the way the world really worked at church. "But I have to wonder, dear, if you're seeing a doctor like you should be." I felt movement inside me and cooed part of a song in the old language before I responded. "What do I need a doctor for, when I have my Momma to take care of me?" "I just mean that you may need something more than just...folk remedies..." I got exactly what Miss Spencer was saying then. She thought me and Momma were hicks who didn't know what we were doing. "If I went to the doctor, what would he do?" "Well..." Miss Spencer leaned forward. "He would want to examine you. And he'll probably put you on a supplement." My belly wriggled. I don't know how she didn't notice. "What's a supplement?" "It's a pill with vitamins and...minerals." Oh, the look on her face when she realized what she had just said. "Special minerals, formulated in a lab." Pain shot through me. I took out a ball of clay and swallowed it. The movement in my belly settled a little. "So you want me to give up healthy and natural food and minerals for something somebody I don't even know made in a lab I ain't never seen?" The nurse's nostrils flared. "I'm just trying to get you to do what's best for your baby." I stood up to leave. "Baby?" I pulled out a bit piece of clay, bit off some of it and grinned at Miss Spencer as I wolfed it down. "Whoever said I was having a baby?" From under my clothes, a tentacle took the rest of the clay from my hand. --- Donald Jacob Uitvlugt lives on neither coast of the United States, but mostly in a haunted memory palace of his own design. His short fiction has appeared in numerous print and online venues, including Necrotic Tissue and the Wily Writers podcast, as well as the anthologies Dying to Live and A Fistful of Horrors. He strives to write what he calls “haiku fiction” -- stories that are small in scope but big on impact. If you enjoyed “Expecting,” let him know at http://haikufiction.blogspot.com or @haikufictiondju.