What interesting research have you carried out relating to recent stories you have written, or are writing?

In the pre-Disney Star Wars canon, the planet Fengrine has "a relatively low population, numbering between a few million and half a trillion." Now I'm scratching my head trying to figure out how that could be true rather than assuming it's not. How could a well surveyed, well trafficked planet on major trade lanes have such massive error bars on its population estimates? The easy answer is seasonal migrations for agriculture, but all the agriculture is hydroponic and wouldn't necessarily be seasonal. What kind of agricultural cycle would be worth importing five hundred billion people, and what are the logistics of that process?
Maybe it has a orbit that has a lot of change in the distance to the star. This makes for seasonal weather changes make it uninhabitable for the bulk of the year, but when it's relatively nice it's the only known source of a rare and prized material, food, crop, wood, or whatever.

Or the orbit passes through a massive ring of debris leading to a season of orbital bombardment with similar goodies when not getting rocks dropping from orbit.

Or there are Force irregularities that make it unsurvivable in some regular pattern.
 
I did a bunch of research on Greek and Roman gods and goddesses (and not just the usual suspects) for what I hope will be a fun story for Valentine's Day 2026, but since it's only a vague idea in the back of my head right now, it may or may not actually exist on time.
 
In the pre-Disney Star Wars canon, the planet Fengrine has "a relatively low population, numbering between a few million and half a trillion." Now I'm scratching my head trying to figure out how that could be true rather than assuming it's not. How could a well surveyed, well trafficked planet on major trade lanes have such massive error bars on its population estimates? The easy answer is seasonal migrations for agriculture, but all the agriculture is hydroponic and wouldn't necessarily be seasonal. What kind of agricultural cycle would be worth importing five hundred billion people, and what are the logistics of that process?
The Funbutton Mushroom is highly prized throughout the empire for its aphrodisiac properties. It is easy to cultivate, but uniquely challenging to harvest.

Due to its incredibly delicate and bruise-prone flesh, it can only be gently plucked from the soil by bare, humanoid hands. No gloves, no tools, no droids.

But in it's raw unprocessed form, the Funbutton is unbelievably potent and quickly absorbed through the skin. A single brief touch leaves the plucker with painfully, overwhelmingly engorged genitalia that requires immediate relief.

Anyone foolish enough to be exposed to it twice risks spontaneous explosive arousal, making their penis, clitoris, or non-human fun bits burst with a messy pop.

The solution is straightforward, but logistically challenging. One a year, two hundred and fifty billion farm workers and two hundred and fifty billion sex workers descend on the planet in carefully organized shifts. This yearly pilgrimage has led to Fengrine's unofficial planetary motto.

"One pluck, one fuck, get on the truck."
 
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Sounds like we should compare notes. I did something similar for Chinese Takeout, except I had two or three bikers helping me out - "Keith" ("Round Out") in Chinese Takeout is based on the guy who sparked the whole story off and edited all the way thru, and "Djävul" in The Temptation of Sammi Woo is based on another. All the details were fascinating and there's a lot of real life biker stuff worked into those stories.

And for my Chinese Hegemony stories there was some truly weird reasearch
- For "I Married a Heptapod" I spent a couple of days reading up on how octopusses had sex. It's hard to believe we share the same planet.
- "Draft Deferment" (thats on Amazon) I spent quite a bit of time researching horse's cock's size, dimensions, amount of ejaculate, and, well, it IS possible, if the centaur is very careful LOL
- for "Penetration Testing" (another Amazon one) it was Chinese naval warships and rank structures
- for the two I'm working on now ("Social Services" and "PLANS 122 Tangshan Will Dock to Station") a lot of it is Chinese politics. political organizations - esp the Red Guard - and culture and behavioral patterns.

For Huginn's Yule, I must have read thirty or forty books on the period, including Beowulf and some of the early sagas, as well as histories of the Silk Road, the steppe tribe migrations and wars and invasions, and China around 500AD - I'd never heard of Northern Wei before). I LOVE Beowulf. The language is beautiful! And I learnt all about kennings. (the title of the story, "Huginn's Yule" is itself a kenning).

LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings
of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,
we have heard, and what honor the athelings won!

I'd definitely like that. In fact, in those stories the MC and his sisters speak Chinese. I rendered it all in English, but you might be able to figure out the Chinese and tell me if I got anything wrong.

Actually the only one where it really matters is Raoul's 18th Birthday, Ch 4.
 
I'd definitely like that. In fact, in those stories the MC and his sisters speak Chinese. I rendered it all in English, but you might be able to figure out the Chinese and tell me if I got anything wrong.

Actually the only one where it really matters is Raoul's 18th Birthday, Ch 4.
LOL. My Chinese is non-existent. 3rd generation. I know how to order dimsum and that's it. Ten years of Saturday Chinese classes taught me nothing. alas.
 
It's not for lit, but after watching Predator Badlands I got home and felt the need to write my first fan fic. Meant looking up established Predator mating rituals and what Yautja junk is supposed to look like! 😂 (found the rituals, but their junk is not established yet so I had free reign to go nuts.)
 
It's not for lit, but acter watching Predator Badlands I got home and felt the need to write my first fan fic. Meant looking up established Predator mating rituals and what Yautja junk is supposed to look like! 😂 (found the rituals, but their junk is not established yet so I had free reign to go nuts.)

You went nuts to create his junk? :unsure:
 
It's not for lit, but after watching Predator Badlands I got home and felt the need to write my first fan fic. Meant looking up established Predator mating rituals and what Yautja junk is supposed to look like! 😂 (found the rituals, but their junk is not established yet so I had free reign to go nuts.)
*groan* baaaad pun
 
I said North Station in my post, but the first line of the story is, "The olive drab bus squealed to a stop in front of North Philadelphia Station."

I stuck closely to the actual schedule of the Broadway Limited.

I also learned how they converted the cars from regular seating into sleepers.
It's unfortunate, but the Broadway Limited and other trains on that route are gone. I think today you would have to go from Philly to Pittsburgh or Washington and change trains.
 
LOL. My Chinese is non-existent. 3rd generation. I know how to order dimsum and that's it. Ten years of Saturday Chinese classes taught me nothing. alas.
My son (blond & blue eyed) went to high school in Hawai'i. He was required to take a foreign language and he chose Chinese. All the rest of his classmates were of Chinese heritage and picked Chinese so they could understand their grandparents.
The joke was on them. The class was Mandarin and their families spoke Cantonese at home. My son ended up at the top of the class.
Why did blue eyes pick Chinese for his language? The food. He loves Chinese food.
 
For The Muse, I researched the heck out of women with attitudes/extreme gifts. Hypatia was my favorite, but sort of tied with Julie D'Aubigny. Many others though
 
One story I haven't finished yet was inspired by a weird historical thing; Stalin's most valuable spy in the US didn't just steal the intellectual property that created the Soviet Union's aircraft industry, he stole formulae for cosmetics & perfume (some of which are still in production in Russia).
That led me to research the heck out New York in the 1930s, and Yiddish.
 
That led me to research the heck out New York in the 1930s, and Yiddish.
Now THAT reminded me of Sholem Asch - I have a couple of his books, god alone knows where I picked them up from and why - I think I got them from a garage sale for a buck each or something - he was a Yiddish author but the books are in English - he was pretty well known in the 1930's apparently - I have "East River" and "Moses." He was a really good writer.
 
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If you're new to Yiddish and want a lovely (and hysterical) read, which also serves as a primer to Yiddish naughty vocabulary, try Shmutz: A Novel
by Felicia Berliner. Fantastic.

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It sounds really intriguing (having lived in NYC*). I can see how it could expand your vocabulary.

*I was in the military for a long time and lived a lot of places.
 
I've been reading about LGBT concerns in the Phillipines. Turns out they are second most socially accepting country in the general Asia/Pacific area, behind Australia. While they have no laws that allow for same sex marriage, they now have their first transgender person in their national congress.
 
...Aaaaaand just soent half my morning reading up on coffee from the dutch east indoes for a throwaway paragraph.

I never realized it, but ot was the Dutch East India Company (VOC) that popularized coffee - Dutch merchants sourced beans from Yemen, planting them in their colonies in the east indies and India (Malabar) and Ceylon to feed Europe’s growing coffee craze - they shaped coffee culture worldwide, from Japan to South America. It was dutch sailors than invented cold drip coffee - stuck on long voyages, they couldn’t brew coffee with fire outside the ship’s kitchen. So, they got creative, letting cold water drip through grounds to make a brew that stayed fresh longer. This early cold drip method was a game-changer, especially in the heat of Asian trade routes. It caught on in places like Japan and Korea, where it’s still a specialty today.

I am now a font of useless knowledge on dutch east indies coffee LOL


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Just rolling around inside my own mind, about all the research I did. If I was able to see it and jerk off, I knew it was working.
 
That medieval nuns would have at least seven different prayer services (masses) each day/night, starting at 2 AM and ending after 7 PM. Details varied a bit but roughly speaking they were (in order): Matins Lauds, Prime, Terce, Sext, None, Vespers, and Compline. According to some sources, depending on the location and century, it might have been as many as eight. I'm not saying that medieval people were odd but... medieval people were fucking odd.
 
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