Omigawd, yes, I've heard quite a few people (including my brother, the actual real live rocket scientist) on the subject of how fiction writers deal with nuclear plants. Do they honestly think security for this stuff is two guys with Saturday Night Specials?

But I think the woman Susan's talking about has no excuse at all. While Cornwell might not have been able to get access to a nuke plant, all this woman had to do was open an encyclopedia, or google a few dates. This is laziness.

Ah, but until 9/11 everything about nuclear power plants, including the layout, was on the Nuclear Regulatory Commission's website and Virginia Power gave public tours.

Ah, didn't know that. So all Cornwell had to do was look? No biscuit for her - that's also plain laziness.

I still think putting it up on a website is a stupid idea, but then, Joanna's dad was working for the UKAEA when I married him, and they had little free pamphlets you could pick up in the lobby, including one handy dandy little DIY called "how to build a nuclear reactor".

Um, no. Especially when I'm standing there reading this pamphlet the day after the London Times ran the front page story about how the UKAEA was running plutonium through London's main yards on anonymous trains.

The utilities were none too thrilled about some of the information the NRC had up, but the NRC's stand was that it was information submitted to the federal government and therefore covered under freedom of information. I'm really not all that worried about nuclear information getting out. In everything from terrorist attacks to making bombs, it's the execution that's the bitch.

Oh, I generally agree. But I think there's a huge difference between handing out "this is how we do it, with materials you can't get and bazillions of dollars you don't have" and "this is how you do it home! And here's where we hid the plutonium!"

Oh yeah, by the way, I totally failed on my NaNoWriMo again this year! Yay! Anyone top my massive 589 word count?

I changed the "Something" sentence. Because I am not writing it for me or for bitches and so must be ruthless. I cut out a bunch of things I liked more too, but as the dealers say on "The Wire", "It's all in the game." Of course people die a lot less often in my game than theirs; mine mostly kills metaphors and cute snippets of pop culture(Which since Elmore Leonard is like a god, does, in fact feel like a tremendous loss, but when I can move books like Leonard, I can be picky. Till then, I'm the judges' bitch.) Backflung, Deb. Yeah, Liese, it only took me(20 years and) three days! (What does it say about me that I quote the criminals from that show so often? A certain estrangement from the world of nine-to-five "citizens" myself, I guess, but I don't have time to ponder that right this minute. Holy Livejournal, Batman!) Victor, wow, that was beautiful.

Oh yeah, by the way, I totally failed on my NaNoWriMo again this year! Yay! Anyone top my massive 589 word count?

I got to the, "I'm definitely signing myself up for it this year to force me to try it" stage, but never actually signed up.

Cindy! I love your tag! I want to hug it, it's so frelling perfect.

Well, it required writing, right? So, not so far ot.

Victor, wow, that was beautiful.

Thanks, all. I should have the final version soon.