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MOI: //would set shit on fire if not glued to couch
Everybody's sharing that "Hunger Strike" duet but I can't fucking listen to that right now, although they both look so joyful, it just breaks my heart. Been listening to this on repeat instead.
One promise you made
One promise that always remains
No matter the price
A promise to survive
Persevere and thrive
And dare to rise once more
and this one made me feel a little less crap.
Except some of it doesn't seem to be, o hai, I am now making an effort, it is more that various academic things (seminars, conferences, etc) that I had flagged up in my diary ages ago finally came up and were all within the space of a few weeks, I don't know, it's the 'like buses' phenomenon. And some of them I did do some social interaction at and others I just slipped in and out, more or less.
Have booked up, what I was havering about, the annual conference in one of my spheres of interest that I was usually wont to go to but have missed the (I think) last two because I was not inspired by the overall theme that year. And it's not so much that I'm not inspired by this year's theme, it's more 'didn't they do something very similar a few years ago and I did a paper then, and don't really have anything new to say on the subject', so I didn't do that, but I think that it would be a useful one to go to to try and get me back into the groove for that thing that the editor at esteemed academic press was suggesting I might write and talk to people (if I can remember how to do that thing) and hear what's going on, and so on.
Also had a get-together with former line manager, which between the two of us and our commitments involves a lot of forward planning, but it was very nice to do it.
Have also done some (long) and (a bit less) outstanding life admin stuff, which I both feel pleased about and also as if I haven't actually done anything, which is weird.
Did I mention, getting revised article off last week, just before deadline? and then got out of office email from the editor saying away until end of month. WHUT. The peeves were in uproar.
And generally, I am still working out what I do with the day when it does not begin with posting an episode of Clorinda's memoirs and go on with compiling the next one. Okay, there are still snippets to come, but they come slowly.
What I've recently finished reading
Rob Rogers: Devil's Cape
I very much enjoyed this novel - it's well-written, the setting of Devil's Cape, with its pirate past and supervillain and mobster present, is nice, and the main villains were well done, even if evil carneval freaks are perhaps too far on the wrong side of the cliché.
On the other hand, it really annoys me that this novel is basically just an origin story for three superheroes - Doctor Camelot, a legacy hero with an Iron Man-like suit and a cause to avenge the death of her father and his team, Argonaut, with mystical powers of the flight and strength and nearly invulnerable set and a twin brother with the same powers and a supervillain mindset, and Bedlam, the psyciatrist with a past as a teenage gangbanger and a curse that turns him into a devil-like creature. I mean, they are perfectly fine heroes - though the novel's attempt at making at least two of them "dark and mysterious" kinda falls flat - it's not particularly tied to the dark side of town to have been a spectacularly stupid teenage who has since reformed, or to be related to mobsters on your Uncle's side.
Also, since it is an origin story, I found them defeating the supervillain group that were twice as big as them, which had years of experience ahead of them and which had succeeded in killing an experenced superhero team - I found that it violated my suspension of disbelief. Especially since it was the new superhero team's first outing and they'd just managed to nearly have their asses kicked by a single minor supervillain.
Of course, the most annoying thing is that the story is so very clearly an origin story for the new superhero team, and look, the main supervillain is being shady in the shadows, and there's not even a hint anywhere of a sequel. I mean, there seems to be a few short stories around, but a novel? Nope.
Lidenskab og lysår
There was quite a few good stories in this anthology, but my favourites? Hmmm. A. Silvestri's I fædrelandets tjeneste is a creepy bit of Earth/alien diplomacy, Helle Perrier's DreamChild is an equally creepy tale of pregnancy in the future, and then there's Bjarke Schjødt Larsen's Den danske kulturskat, a story about a Denmark where everybody has to be "cultured" or face the consequences. I can't quite figure out if it's a right wing wet dream (since it is reads like it might be all about Danish culture) or a right wing nightmare (since clearly only a left wing government would be that intrusive and evil as to take away normal people's kids if they fail at having given them enough culture).
What I'm reading now
M.D. Lachlan's Lord of Slaughter, which is vikings and werewolves in Constantinople (well, I'm sure the werewolves will happen at some point), and Francesca Coppa's The Fanfiction Reader, which I'm wondering if lysanatt has opinions about?
What I'm reading next
Hmmm. Maybe I'll tell you next week
Total number of books and comics read this year: 123
- Ethics and a beneficial side effect of the NHS, which arose in my last post (due to via_ostiense's contribution) and is worth top posting imo: one of the benefits of freely available healthcare, especially accident and emergency care, is that normal everyday social interactions such as true accidents are prevented from immediately becoming acrimonious attempts by injured people in mild shock to assign blame to a legally evidential degree. Freely available healthcare = more social cohesion + fewer street incidents needing police attention (= also bad for the income of ambulance-chasing lawyers). I bet it's rare for the social and economic benefits of accidents being agreed to be accidental to be calculated into the value of a National Health Service and other forms of socialised medicine!
- Quote from my current reading for jesse_the_k: "The place Gorsch rented was a shack, really, and in those days shacks were truly shacks." [It's 2015 fanfic but traditionally published as a novel without filing the serial numbers off because the original went out of copyright in 2011.]
- Reading, books 2017: 68
57. Eleven root poems (Undici poesie radice), by Tiziano Fratus, 2000-2017, poetry. (3/5)
• So, firstly I note that that Dōgen was a Japanese Zen Buddhist philosopher and poet whose work is still extremely influential. Secondly I note that in Japanese aesthetics "rust", sometimes synonymous with "patina", is not only decay through time and interaction with environment but also a visual and tactile connection with the history of an object and the past more generally, so a narrow Western perception of "rust" exclusively as corruption often fails to encompass the full connotations within traditional Japanese culture (which shouldn't detract from the following poem as an object in its own cultural place and time, obv).
Parola di Dōgen, by Tiziano Fratus
Alla fine della giornata,
mi sono seduto al centro del vuoto:
ho lasciato che l’IO
a cui tanto avevo lavorato si arrugginisse.
Vedevo che l’acqua corrompeva,
ma smisi di preoccuparmene.
L’uomo che si era seduto
non si è più rialzato
( English translation. )
I haven't spent much time going through and thinking in terms of which ones are most workable for me, but there are several I like. Chosen family is one of my favorite things; "huddle for warmth" is one of those reliable classic tropes that I don't think I've ever actually written; I like domestic things, so both curtain fic and food/cooking fit... We'll see.
Anyway, here's my card:
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Today at work I learned all over again just how different I am from my coworkers: they never looked inside some of the filing cabinets in the office when they got there. They've been working there much longer than I have, and today was the first day those cabinets got a proper investigation and a full cleaning. They were stuffed with all sorts of office detritus: loose envelopes with office letterhead, computer cables, takeout leftovers like salt packets and napkins, delivery menus, pens, block of staples, post-it notes, lost clothes, medical records that can't yet be thrown out because of federal regulations, shower gel, candy, perfume samples, rubber bands, paper clips...stuff, mostly. Lots of stuff. That I would've cleaned out in days of arrival if I'd been able to, because I would've gone looking to see what's around and figured out what to do with it all. Like, for example, throwing away old delivery menus.
I recognize a fair amount of inertia behind a closed cabinet door in an office where things are always busy. I also wonder why they never raided those cabinets for pens, when pens are a valuable commodity in basically any office environment.
Next week, I'm taking the clothes back with me, washing them, and then dropping them off at an appropriate fabric recycling program. I figure it's the best option available.
--"Mermaid Hues: A Book of Mermaids" is a project by an artist whose work I enjoyed during Mermay, so I'm glad to see it's being made available for purchase!
--Sparkler Monthly just launched their Kickstarter for year 5: "Twelve more issues of women-oriented, LGBT+ friendly webcomics, light novels, and audio dramas in our digital magazine!" Their Kickstarter page includes a lot of info on the kind of work they do and publish, and links to a free downloadable Sparkler Starter Bundle.
(I do have to note that I'm friends with several of the founders/editors [and have proofread a few of their print volumes], but that means I can tell you with confidence that they bring a LOT of experience and passion to the table as long-term manga-industry professionals and as enthusiastic, thoughtful fans of female-gaze-focused Japanese and Japanese-style media.)
"10+ Times Corgis Mixed With Other Breeds, And The Result Was Absolutely Pawsome".
"Columbus Zoo And Aquarium Welcome A Squeaky Little Small-Clawed Otter Pup".
"22 Dogs That Prove We Don’t Deserve Dogs". [Buzzfeed]
naye posted June pics of her LaPerm kitties!
"I’ve Spent Years Photographing Rats To Break The Negative Image Of Rats By Taking Cute Pics Of Them".
Via erinptah, "Senior Cat Was So Grumpy — Until He Became ‘Grandpa’ To Kittens: “I was expecting him to hiss or growl or slink away. But then one of the ginger kittens started licking Mason’s ear, and Mason sort of leaned into it and closed his eyes like it was the most amazing thing ever.”".
"Sleeps With Monsters: Stop Erasing Women’s Presence in SFF". [Tor.com]
Aww, yay! Sarah Kurchak is Writer of the Week at The Establishment.
"The Myth of Drug Expiration Dates".
Via alexseanchai, a fascinating piece of poetry/meta and commentary about translation between languages where the speakers of one have oppressed the speakers of the other. It's remarkable.
Via tielan, "5 Easy To Make Homemade Air Conditioners".
"How Clergy Set the Standard for Abortion Care: Fifty years ago, a network of religious leaders helped thousands of women find safe, comfortable ways of having the procedure". 
"'Glow' Star Betty Gilpin: What It's Like to Have Pea-Sized Confidence With Watermelon-Sized Boobs", a piece about becoming comfortable in her body for the first time. (I'm not sure exactly what content notes to put on this; proceed carefully if you have issues tangled up with body image.)[Note: I have not seen Glow, although it's on the LIST OF DOOM.]
I'm going to be trying to figure out what city I should be setting my urban fantasy in. (Or at least, what it should be an analogue to, geography-wise.)
I'll be on Discord for a couple of hours, if anyone wants to join me:
(This time I'll remember to edit the post to say when I log off Discord!)
I finished my last-minute reading of Hugo short fiction items and did my voting on Saturday morning. I think that there were a LOT of very good "shorts" this year.
I am re-reading The Story of the Stone by Barry Hughart, which is the second of the Master Li and Number Ten Ox books. I also tried (really, I did) to read two Very Serious books, which turned out to be nearly unreadable and almost useless for their intended purpose. *looks shifty*
It depends a bit on the weather, but I’m mostly packed, I’ve cooked food that’s currently waiting in the freezer, and I have acquired the third Diane Mott Davidson book to read.
The plan is to leave work early, catch the train to the campground, camp overnight, and in the morning hike out to a different train station further down the line, about a seven-mile trek, to do a longer endurance test than last weekend’s. Then I’ll catch the train home around noon on Saturday.
If something goes wrong, I can catch an evening train home on Friday until eight o’clock, or starting in the morning at 5:30, with little to no exertion. It’s pretty low-risk and I’m well stocked. I don’t have a sleeping pad, but my backpack has a partial one built-in, and I have one arriving tomorrow (though it might be too bulky, we’ll see). And honestly in this heat, I might just sleep on top of my sleeping bag in any case.
Worst case scenario, the campground has heated, lockable shower cubicles with nice big floors. I’ve slept on worse.
Caaaaaaamping! *jazz hands*
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hanarobi is just leaving to go have dinner with her niece. Today we did nothing but sleep late, then watch Bahubali 2 on youtube without subtitles. We watched the first one, with subtitles, last night. She liked them! Which is good since they're almost three hours each.