Things

  • May. 8th, 2026 at 6:46 PM
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Finished reading Tuyo. Liked it very much. Unfortunately, my options for reading book two (whose title is not, in fact, Twoyo) are limited to Amazon, Audible (which is also Amazon), and seeing if my local library is willing/able to buy ebooks and/or audiobooks from Amazon. I hate when writers go Kindle-exclusive. I hate it for me, since I'm boycotting Amazon and have managed (for name change/moved house/moved email addresses years ago reasons) to raise the barrier to getting over myself and just buying Kindle-exclusive books there high enough that I always end up just reading some other book that I could buy another way. (I bought the audiobook of book one on libro.fm, but it doesn't look like the others are available there.)

Read Sax Brightwell's Low Dawn, book one of a trilogy. I know the author from fandom, so I am not an unbiased reader. It was fun. Here is a summary of the first few chapters, in emoji form: 🪐🛸🪷☄️💥🎒📨🐎🤴🎊🦀🦐👸🥂🏕

The above summary also presents three of the four main party, and one of the two main ships (🎒📨 doesn't meet 🧬⚓ until a little later. As you can see, 🐎🤴 and 🦀🦐👸 are already celebrating their engagement.)

I would be starting on Cameron Reed's What We Are Seeking next, but my library hold just arrived for the audiobook of T. Kingfisher's Paladin's Hope, and I have a long drive coming up, so I'm going to try to race through Paladin's Strength before then.

Fandom
Haven't posted anything on AO3 since last time, but on Discord I did post a few hundred words of a 9 Worlds/Ratatouille fusion fic starring Enya. If I finish it, I'll post that.

Crafts
The Sekrit Project I alluded to last post has reached its destination, so I can now reveal that I made fridge magnets for [personal profile] bookgirlwa by printing out A8 sized book cover art and glueing it to plywood and adding a coat of varnish and (obviously) a magnet. I'm really pleased with how it worked out.

Food
Banana bread, when the bananas were just this side of unusable. \o/

Cats
I'm not at all good at identifying jumps, but I think what Ash did today while attacking the Birdie might have been a salchow.

Photo cross-post

  • May. 8th, 2026 at 3:22 AM
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I haven't been quite this close to a moving train before.
Original is here on Pixelfed.scot.

Out in space, coast to coast

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 11:41 PM
sovay: (I Claudius)
Leaving the jewelry store this afternoon with a couple of options for repairing the clasp on my necklace which has finally broken down beyond my abilities with needle-nose pliers, I got back into the car just in time to catch an interview with a geophysicist that not only tipped me off to the 1859 Carrington Event which sounds like the science fiction of its day with its spark-throwing wireless sets and tropically lapped auroras and telegraphers communicating through atmospheric influence alone, it introduced me to the Pangaean block of the Piedmont Resistor which seems to lie beneath most of the Eastern Seaboard, just one more piece of deep—two hundred million years down to the mantle—strangeness underfoot. I may never have heard of the United States Magnetotelluric Array and I understand its utility to the fragile electrical grids we have made to stand between the crochets of solar flares and the conductivity of the earth, but in a country that preserved any care for knowledge its map of melted, sutured, fractured time would be its own payoff. I love how much is banked and shifting beneath the surfaces we interact with, from earth and sea to the structures of the universe. I have missed so many meteor showers this year.

2026 Disneyland Trip #22 (5/7/26)

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 10:09 PM
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We didn't go to Disneyland last weekend because we were going to go to Universal Studios and then skipped it because of Jasper stress, and we're not going this weekend because Carla has a doctor's appointment tomorrow and might get her big toenail removed and might not want to be walking a lot after that, so we decided to do a weeknight trip.

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“The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.”

Robert Frost

Daily Happiness

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 9:37 PM
torachan: arale from dr slump with a huge grin on her face (arale)
1. I got an email from the bike shop this afternoon that they've received the bikes and need a couple days to put them together, so hopefully we should be able to pick them up this weekend! Still haven't sold Carla's old bike, but I did get another inquiry on Nextdoor today, so hopefully they actually follow up on my reply.

2. We were planning on going to Disneyland this weekend, but Carla has a doctor's appointment tomorrow that might result in getting her big toenail removed, and she wasn't sure she'd want to be doing a lot of walking the next day, so we went down tonight for dinner instead and had a very nice time. The sun was still out while we were there, but the temps were pleasant and it wasn't too busy.

3. Sister time!

I made it to Louisville

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 11:36 PM
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Uneventful drive luckily but got a late start thanks to the exam (which I have yet to finish posting for them) Just like that, the semester is over and graduation is in two days.

I will miss it so naturally we have a speaker I'd like to hear for once, the no-armed archer who won paraolympic gold. Our archery coach is also the coach for teh paraolypmpic team

I dragged so many bags into this old hotel it looks like I'm moving in. Cosplay takes up so much space.

Old style tv in here but I have Indiana Jones keeping me company. Can't complain.

Wish me luck on my reading tomorrow.

Thursday Recs

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 8:43 PM
This week's Thursday Recs are back to being on time 😅

This week, I'm going to take a moment to re-rec "The Queen of Ieflaria" by Effie Calvin. A while back, Effie got tired of her publisher jerking her around, so she got the rights back to her books and has been working on re-editing and self-publishing them. "The Queen of Ieflaria" is the first book in the series, and is the only one currently re-released (with 10,000 new words!), but "Daughter of the Sun" is on its way hopefully this summer. You can find out more about "The Queen of Ieflaria" and get some infographics to maybe perhaps possibly share around over here on the author's Tumblr account.


Do you have a rec for this week? Just reply to this post with something queer or queer-adjacent (such as, soap made by a queer person that isn't necessarily queer themed) that you'd, well, recommend. Self-recs are welcome, as are recs for fandom-related content!

Or have you tried something that's been recced here? Do you have your own report to share about it? I'd love to hear about it!

so that's a number

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 9:00 PM
senmut: an owl that is quite large sitting on a roof (Default)
5300 works on AO3.

Can anyone imagine how high it would be if I hadn't grouped ficlets and drabbles back when I archived all my old fic?

Reading Wednesday 2: Thursday Boogaloo

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 8:26 PM
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Since my last update in War and Peace (yesterday), I'm back to The Great Comet of 1812 territory with the scene that's the source for "No One Else"— interestingly, it's Natasha's song in the musical but Andrei's experience in the book, after seeing Natasha for the first time while visiting the Rostovs on business and feeling the first stirrings that life might be worth actually living again, post-Austerlitz and post-Lise: First time I heard your voice / Moonlight burst into the room vs.

As soon as he opened the shutters the moonlight, as if it had long been watching for this, burst into the room. He opened the casement. The night was fresh, bright, and very still. . . .

His room was on the first floor. Those in the rooms above were also awake. He heard female voices overhead.

"Just once more," said a girlish voice above him which Prince Andrei recognized at once.

(On the other hand, the lyric I feel like putting my arms around my knees / and squeezing tight as possible / And flying away is an almost verbatim quote from Natasha, and the differences might only be in translation.)

I also forgot to mention that I've turned back to China Miéville's Three Moments of an Explosion, a collection of short stories that mostly take either a frog-in-boiling-water approach—you'll start out reading about a couple on vacation, or a therapist who's kind of unhealthily overinvested in one of her patients but in a normal way, and then halfway through it slips into folk horror, or a world where therapists are also assassins ("Sometimes the externalized trauma-vectors in dysfunctional interpersonal codependent psychodynamics are powerful enough that more robust therapeutic intervention is necessary"); I very nearly laughed out loud on the metro at the latter twist— or a peeling-the-onion one, where it starts out in a world that is overtly not our own and the parameters reveal themselves, slowly, as you keep reading. ... ) I'm a little over halfway through, although I did end up skipping one story after very quickly realizing that it was not a flavor of horror I had the stomach to read.

[ SECRET POST #7062 ]

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 7:17 PM

⌈ Secret Post #7062 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.


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Secrets Left to Post: 01 pages, 08 secrets from Secret Submission Post #1008.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

L&O season 3: Episode 4

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 7:14 PM
sabotabby: two lisa frank style kittens with a zizek quote (trash can of ideology)
After having taken a wee break to watch some movies and the Great Pottery Throwdown (excellent telly btw), I am officially Back On My Bullshit.

Okay episode four of Law & Order Toronto: Criminal Intent, entitled "Forget Me Not," was...good? That's two decent episodes in a row. Granted I'm grading on a curve because, and I can't say this often enough, this is low-budget trashy copaganda, but I actually enjoyed this one as a story. And this is the first time that neither I nor Reddit have been able to determine what this is based on, so it's possible that the writers actually made up a story.

Also this deals with care homes and dementia, so if this is a sensitive topic for you, maybe skip it.

Forget Me Not )

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some good things

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 11:37 PM
kaberett: Trans symbol with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)

One: bread/avocado/scramble breakfast exactly as good as I had been looking forward to, with bonus realisation that we currently have some plum jam open so I got to finish with the rye-caraway-poppy (still mostly white wheat but those were the flavours) + butter + plum jam and this, too, was magnificent. (Bonus food excellence: ASPARAGUS that is now in season; some brownie bar + strawberries.)

Two: gym!!! I made the decision that the traffic was awful enough that buses would be a bad idea so I got bonus admiration of some excellent front gardens I have been otherwise oblivious to, and also observed More Coot Eggs.

Three: Murderbot is apparently managing to occupy a sweet spot in terms of complexity and degree of emotional engagement that means I'm actually managing to read the new one. (Bookshop.org very much does NOT have the ebook in the UK store so I even don't feel bad that I forgot it existed until after I'd given Kobo money.)

Four: post-therapy treat was Completing The Speedrun Achievement for the arcane library game, thereby sorting me out with All achievements, so I am now probably ready to contentedly move on.

Five: spent a chunk of the evening removing labels from the Child's clothing, and it is very very nice to know that his life will be materially improved as a result.

Further Le Guin thoughts

  • May. 7th, 2026 at 6:02 PM
oursin: George Beresford photograph of the young Rebecca West in a large hat, overwritten 'Neither a doormat nor a prostitute' (Neither a doormat nor a prostitute)

A further trail of thought more or less kicked off by this comment by [personal profile] flemmings on yesterday's post about Ursula as an anthropologist's daughter and the way that inflected her fiction -

- and then I went, hey, wasn't he part of that whole Franz Boas group that I read that book about at the beginning of 2020 (Charles King, The Reinvention of Humanity) and would she not have been aware of Significant Lady Anthropologists and their work (not just her own ma) -

Like, Margaret Mead and Ruth Benedict?

(Maybe the forthcoming biography will shine some light there???)

Or was that going on in some entirely different compartment to the requirements of fictional narrative? (thinking of my 1920s gals and the gulf between what they were up to with their affairs and abortions and propagating birth control and what the protags in their novels were permitted to get up to.)

Or was there a whole generational thing going on there, which I sort of touched on in commenting about Mitchison on this post, though I think I could make a larger case about that generation that had had to fight for a lot of rights that were already accepted as given by UKleG's day even if there were still major constraints.

(Seem to recollect that I did not think Julie Phillips in that book on writers and motherhood quite brought out the extent to which she was writing of a very specific generation/time-period. With some exceptions.)

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