wherever i am, i am what is missing

Apr. 23rd, 2014 02:31 pm
musesfool: Peter Parker being adorable (honor the heart of faith)
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Ugh, I woke up this morning with a terrible headache and nothing so far has helped.

I think I might have broken geeky co-worker #3 this morning. He asked me if I was excited about Spider-Man 2, and I was like, "More like really concerned." spoilers for a 40 year old comics arc )

*spoiler for ASM2 )

SHIELD: "The Only Light in the Darkness"
spoilers, not squee; also Cap 2 spoilers I guess )

So there's that.


Wednesday reading meme:

What I've just finished

The First World War by Hew Strachan, which is a good overview of WWI, if a bit drier in tone than the other books I've been reading. Its main flaw is the absence of maps. I don't understand how nobody said, "Hey, can we get some maps to illustrate all the things you're talking about?"

I also reread Wyrd Sisters, which was really enjoyable.

What I'm reading now

I've moved on to rereading Guards! Guards!, which I'm also enjoying.

What's next

I don't know? I might do another WWI history, or possibly a book about both wars and the inter-war period, and intersperse the heavy non-fiction with a Discworld reread. I also have a Star Wars tie-in novel I haven't read, and a bunch of comics to catch up on, so there could be that, too. *hands*


Today's poem:

Keeping Things Whole

In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.

~Mark Strand



Apr. 23rd, 2014 10:08 am
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Parallel Constructions (13659 words) by freshbakedlady
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov
Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Panic Attacks, Recovery, implied Natasha Romanov/Sam Wilson

In the absence of orders, the man wearing the face of Bucky Barnes must figure out who he will be. The answer, mostly, is "somebody Steve Rogers can love." Nothing so easy should ever take this much work.

Basically, about recovery. Awesome.

New Story Posted

Apr. 23rd, 2014 07:10 am
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Some of you who kept up with my Ile-Rien books might remember that there was supposed to be a fourth Giliead and Ilias story, called "Rites of Passage," set after "Holy Places" (which appeared in Black Gate #11 in 2007, and was reprinted in Lightspeed's November ebook issue last year). These were all prequel stories to the Fall of Ile-Rien trilogy. Black Gate acquired "Rites of Passage" but then had to stop doing the print magazine, and long story short, I haven't been able to find another place for it. It's a novelette-length fantasy story, which makes it a bit tricky. So I'm posting it on my web site.

I'm going to post the first section as a teaser under the cut, since it's really too long to post here. Or you can go directly to it: Rites of Passage. And if you want to and can afford to throw something in the donation box after you read it, I'd really appreciate that.

In other news, this week I'm working on the edits for the first two Raksura novellas, "The Tale of Indigo and Cloud" and "The Falling World," which will be published by Night Shade in a paperback collection and individually as ebooks in September. The next two, "The Dead City" and "Novella 4: I don't have a title yet" will be out in Spring 2015. I'm still trying to finish "I don't have a title yet."

first section teaser: Rites of Passage )
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Posted in full at: http://ift.tt/RL6uDj at April 23, 2014 at 04:30AM
copperbadge: eruvadhril replied to your post:Answers About Kindereggs Hey, Sam, tell us about how...

eruvadhril replied to your post:Answers About Kindereggs

Hey, Sam, tell us about how you used to make bootleg hooch under your sink in college!

WELL I’LL TELL YOU, all you really need to make alcohol is yeast, sugar, and fruit juice. When I was doing some research in some old newspapers, I came across a recipe for “dorm wine” — you mix yeast and sugar in the bottom of a large jug, then add fruit juice concentrate and fill the jug with water (I used a 2-liter soda bottle). You tape a balloon over the mouth of the jug to prevent bugs and dust getting in but to allow for gas expansion as everything ferments, and after about two weeks, when the balloons have deflated, you have decent but nigh-undrinkable alcohol.

The key to making it drinkable is to age it in the fridge for at least a few weeks; the longer it ages the better it tastes. I made “apple jack” and “red wine” this way. It was pretty mellow, probably not any higher alcohol content than most beer, but if you’re 19 and can’t buy booze yet, a couple of bucks for a 2-L of beer isn’t bad.

If you’re concerned about someone noticing what you’re buying, get flour and stuff and pretend you’re going to try making bread with the yeast. (Get baking powder as well, and make pancakes.)
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Today my manager was Out, and I used the 1:1 time shoving things into boxes, and reconciling papers with computers, and pulling things out of closets.

I popped by the desktop office with two briefcases full of ancient Latitude mumblety-something versions. Poor long-suffering Chip. Then I returned with a third briefcase, because there was really nowhere else to put it.

As part of this whole exercise, various things are being put out for salvage, such as the tablecloths of bad mojo, and a whole bunch of random swag. People from the team were coming up to me the whole day, asking whether I had any left. The vultures claimed it all, very quickly.

Transporting an array of coffee syrup bottles coherently is less fun than you might imagine. This is complicated by the need for everything to be in boxes -- if I thought I could get away with it, I would have left it intact and just carried it across and down myself. But probably not, no. So all the syrups went in one box. I top each box with my email address, just in case the external labeling fails and I have an orphaned box found somewhere.

So there was the matter of getting the syrup pumps out of the bottles. This involved unscrewing, draining, rinsing, and being careful about angles. I had a little more coffee than usual due to using up the drained syrup.

One of the bottles was the ill-favoured cherry-lime. I left that in the traditional free-stuff place.

I got the notice that I was accepted in to the transition pilot for the leap from Exchange 2007 to 2013. In the absence of my Overlady, I had to check her inbox to make sure she'd got the same message (because we go as a unit). In said inbox, I found a question from the PM on the other end of my block. So I hit the database again, and shook it until candy fell out, and this time I was careful to reply as myself and not as my Overlady. So another PM is learning where the information comes from.

One of the mover guys came past my cube and asked was I going to use all those boxes. Yes. Yes, I was.

The PM down the corner is not sure when she's moving, but she thinks it's soon. She is also going to be out of the state next week sometime. This may interact poorly. I bequeathed her two of my boxes -- when I run out, I can request more, but if she's going to be out of the office, she has a limited time window for packing.

The large metal rooster goes in the box before the lava lamp.

I saw JD checking in vaguely near where I was at, and called to ask if he needed a ride home. He allowed as how that might be good. Various communications later, I made my escape and headed in the direction of dinner. (Purple was delighted to learn of a place that did Mongolian beef in the general area, but was staying Somewhat Later.) I joined JD and his hiking buddy. Om nom nom beef.

When I headed out from work, the cherry-lime syrup bottle was still as I'd left it.

I had forgotten how very much I dislike driving and parking near Castro Street in Mountain View. It is not my favorite thing. Fortunately, parking garage. Fortunately, legs.

Then I drove JD home. Yay!

The Starbucks near my friendly neighborhood Trader Joe's is open hella late. I got a cookie. Then I came home and finished up my step count while detangling and re-braiding my hair.

Culture Consumed Wednesday

Apr. 23rd, 2014 04:48 pm
vass: a man in a bat suit says "I am a model of mental health!" (Bats)
[personal profile] vass
For the past fortnight.


Read Anne Bishop's Daughter of the Blood. From Twitter:

@vassl: Now to attempt to finish reading the GOH's first novel before I arrive in the convention city. It was published in '98, I'm a little slow.

@vassl: Anne Bishop's Daughter of the Blood: surprisingly good airport reading. It's set in Hell, so relevant to my current location.

@vassl: Tullamarine Airport has fewer magic cockrings and sparkly jewels than Anne Bishop's Hell, and different decor choices, but otherwise similar

@vassl: Finished Daughter of the Blood. Started out all lolzy idfic magic cockrings, suddenly became not at all lolzy child trafficking rings.

Can see where JR Ward got her inspiration for what to name people in the Black Dagger books. There is a character in this novel whose name is surreal. I mean she is named Surreal. I mean both. [personal profile] snarp and [personal profile] rachelmanija were both right about it (except that I enjoyed it more than Rachel did, and will definitely be reading at least the second book.)

Reading Oscar Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray. Got through a few more pages in the last week. Hate Henry SO MUCH. Hate Dorian too. Indifferent to Painter Dude. Want to read a novel about Henry's aunt, written by Anne Bronte not Oscar Wilde.

Reading Bill Bryson's A Short History of Everything. Got from pg 129 to pg 288 during Swancon weekend. Volcanoes and meteorites are scary. :( Some more Twitter commentary, because I like to recycle my jokes:

@vassl: Reading Bill Bryson on M-theory and have suddenly and regrettably turned into a zombie. Braaaaaaanes. #physics #holidayreading

Reread Komarr and 'Winterfair Gifts'.

Read Loki: Agent of Asgard #1 and #2. Basically giggled the whole way through. Yes, it was pure bubblegum, but I was in the mood for bubblegum. And Al Ewing's author's note on the last page, quoting Thor #353 (Odin: "For Asgard!" Thor: "For Midgard!" Loki: "For myself!") really rang true to me, both as a principle (standing up for yourself is not selfish/bad!) and also as an interpretation of Loki's character (not a nice person, but also frequently the only person on Team Himself.)

Read [personal profile] dira's Vorkosigan refugee AU and reread one of her Jole series while waiting for the plane. Some stories are worth going over your mobile data plan for.

TV and Movies
Watched 'Lake Laogai' from ATLA. Can we leave Ba Sing Se now? It is a terrible place.

Watched Spirited Away at [personal profile] bookgirlwa's house. It was made in 2001, but it's still very definitely in the tradition of 80s/90s kids' films that will destroy your infant mind with terror, while being instant classics for their meaningful script/use of myth and their beautiful cinematography/hand-drawn animation/puppetry/David Bowie's crotch.

Discovered Cut The Rope. Obsessed.

Watched the music video to Total Eclipse of the Heart for the first time, and have some preliminary conclusions: 1. I want whatever drugs they were on. 2. At least part of this is set in the Black Jewels universe. 3. The rest of it is set in Smallville. 4. I want the I'm Not Okay crossover. It would be epic. More epic, I mean.

Listened to Lydia Lunch's Queen of Siam. Liked.

Glee 5x17: Opening Night

Apr. 22nd, 2014 11:13 pm
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[personal profile] heresluck
reactions and spoilers )

As always, I am completely unspoiled for all upcoming episodes and would like to remain that way, so please: no spoilers (including casting spoilers), song titles, episode titles, info from promos or interviews, etc.
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[personal profile] china_shop
~3800 words, Sam Wilson/Steve Rogers, R-rated. SPOILERS! A sequel to Waiting for the Gates to Open. (The series on AO3.)
A/N: Fic and series titles from [livejournal.com profile] elisem's list of shinies. A million grateful thanks to [personal profile] mossybomb for beta-kicking my ass. <3

Summary: "Hey," Sam interrupts quietly. "Where you go, I go." It's like getting married. To infinity and beyond. "Hey, have you even seen Toy Story yet?"

The Landscape from the Inside )
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I haven't posted here for a while - I seem to spend all my time being hypnotised by tumblr. But I have written fic!

Title: A shade did weave a dream
Author: Louise Lux
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Rating: Explicit m/m
Summary: I've set it during season one, and it takes place after the events of episode four 'Oeuf'.

“I was going to try psilocybin therapy with you, too,” Hannibal said.

“So that's why you asked me over, so we could both hallucinate in your dining room?”

“Not both at the same time but, after Abigail had left, I had planned to ask your permission to administer a dose.”

Read over at AO3
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Apparently, all DC's weekly comics will end in March 2015 and they're not saying what will happen next. I don't even know. #dc look at your life. look at your choices.


I watched Sunday's The Good Wife last night and wow, what a good episode. I basically loved everything about it. And now I want the crossover with Cap 2 where spoilers for both TGW and the movie ) Someone should write that for me!


So last night, Kyle Farnsworth got his first save as a Met, and I had the strongest urge to pick up the phone and call my mother, because Kyle Farnsworth is a dick and neither of us like him, and because she always appreciated being able to talk about the Mets (usually it was commiserating on losing, but sometimes it was being excited about winning). And I couldn't, and that made me sad.


The Logic of Loss

There it is, the thing lost, found again
in the very cranny I first refused
to look, so sure my logic was
that it was in another nook,

where it belonged, the key, I mean,
in the key drawer with a dozen more
of brass, aluminum, miniatures for trunks,
skate key, clock key, rusty skeleton,

the obsolete set to the Ford LTD
in the scrapheap now or compressed,
reused for some new-fangled guzzler
(but I digress); to find it, I gave up

looking; then there it was, that key
to the lock box where I knew
the snapshot of my once-intended lay
along with some other old friends'

and lovers' fading Kodachromes
and curled-up black-and-whites.
I find it in that very spot
I recollect I chose myself,

the self, so easily deluded, that told
its self that it was a special place,
never to be forgotten. I can see
myself slip the key into the striped

Russell Stover's box, still filled
with small brown wrappers
that once held fine chocolates.
I swear I still smell the sweetness

of their caramels and creams
I tasted when I was a little boy
on some long lost afternoon,
suddenly brought back,

resurrected by a tipsy causal chain
to spring forward in the mind,
momentarily, reconstitute,
then recede, fading into specks

until there it was, the thing found,
lost again, the key to my first love mislaid
by the illogic of the brain inside
the nooks and crannies of my heart.

~Philip Miller


VM fic rec

Apr. 22nd, 2014 11:22 am
kass: Veronica Mars (veronica)
[personal profile] kass
[livejournal.com profile] ltlbird has just posted a new Veronica Mars story, which I had the pleasure of beta-reading. It's about 3000 words; contains spoilers for S1; and offers a really interesting glimpse of what Lilly might have been thinking before the series began.

It's here: Considering Lilly.

Read, enjoy, leave feedback! ♥


Apr. 22nd, 2014 11:16 am
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You are the most vicious, hateful, cynical show on television.

You are glorious.

(no subject)

Apr. 22nd, 2014 09:43 am
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[personal profile] snacky
I finally saw Captain America: The Winter Soldier over the weekend. So late, I know! I was not out of the theater before I was texting [personal profile] musesfool about my STEVE AND BUCKY FEEEEEEEELS.

It was a really great movie - a combo of superhero movie and seventies spy thriller. Everything I wanted and more! My favorite (and the best) of all the MCU movies so far! I loved everyone and everything in it, and I am spoilers )

Basically I am totally kind of totally obsessed with it right now. I'll talk more after I've read ALL the fic. :D


Apr. 22nd, 2014 04:22 pm
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Oh my god it's been a long time since I've fallen head first into a fic like I did into this one. I had to take several breaks while reading because MY FACE HURT FROM SMILING.

the bones of what you believe (21623 words) by hawksjolras
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Hockey RPF
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Brandon Bollig/Brandon Saad/Andrew Shaw, Brandon Bollig/Brandon Saad, Brandon Saad/Andrew Shaw, Brandon Bollig/Andrew Shaw
Summary: Brandon kneels because it’s what he’s supposed to do. It’s part of being a rookie, it’s part of belonging, it’s part of hockey.

Full disclosure: the reason I read this fic so quickly after it was posted (despite the characters not normally interesting me) is because the author contacted me a while ago to say that they'd read my Tyler Seguin/Jaime Benn kneeling AU fic and were writing their own fic set in that verse and then told me when it was finished and posted. (I WAS SO EXCITED! This is such a great AU concept and I want MOAR PEOPLE to play with it! I actually think hockey in UNIQUELY suited for this particular AU and wish to see it fully explored.)

This story's protagonist is not actually a super touchy-feely person with a giant fondness for praise kink, but I, as a touchy-feely person with a giant fondness for praise kink, certainly felt like it was WRITTEN FOR ME.

This story has SO MUCH HUGGING. And PRAISE. and KINDNESS. And people taking care of each other in small but significant ways. IT IS EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED. For future reference: THIS IS HOW I LIKE MY PRAISE KINK. So, so, so awesome oh my god. UGH I want ONE BILLION STORIES set in this kneeling AU jesus fuck.

I just. At every juncture this story did not disappoint. It treats its characters with such respect and nuance and shows power exchange dynamics in SUCH A GREAT WAY (where people are different things to each other depending on where they are, in what context, what room, which day, what mood) and just. SO MANY FAVORITE MOMENTS. It was like a gentle deconstruction of so many tropes I've been longing to see properly deconstructed.

Anyway, go, read, enjoy, leave feedback, write me more of this.
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Posted in full at: http://ift.tt/1eZVpZf at April 22, 2014 at 04:30AM
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[personal profile] azurelunatic
What can I say about today?

Work & lunch & stuff. )

The guest speaker was Ken Thompson. Everyone was very excited. It was an interview with one of the senior dudes, who had a compilation of prepared questions. It was great fun to listen to.

At one point, it transpired that Ken had brought something for show-and-tell, in case things got slow. It was an Enigma machine. We were duly impressed. He told the story of how he had come by it (lost the coin flip, but later inherited it) and the other fellow held it up so we all could see. Ooo.

Eventually they opened up the floor for questions. Ever since he'd mentioned Berkeley specifically by name, my brain had been going down the breaking-things path. (The story of my father vs. the variable speed card reader goes here.) As I listened and grabbed the occasional picture, I thought about what the best question might be. What about the most expensive thing he had broken?

Some questions later, it solidified in my mind, and I caught the attention of the guy with the microphone. I held it carefully as Ken answered the previous question (and handed it back to the guy who'd asked the previous question when he needed to clarify, because some things just need amplification). And soon enough it was my turn.

The question I asked was shaped a little like this: Breaking things can often be a significant part of a computer person's life. Could he talk a little bit about some of the more interesting times he tried to break something, broke something, or almost broke something?

I noticed absently that my voice, amplified and re-broadcast over the speakers, was clear, full of humor, and without raspiness or hesitation. It was a reasonably nice voice. Apparently I've been coming to terms with it.

The question was wildly popular; as I sat back, my #cupcake compatriots congratulated me on an excellent question. He settled in to give us context and then a hell of a story. I will do my best to relate it; I've been poking around to see if there's a better version up online elsewhere somewhere. However! There were no few times that he'd in fact had written permission to fuck all sorts of shit up, and in one particular workplace, they'd been in the habit of leaving little easter eggs for him inside the hospital mainframe, with taunting messages to the effect that he could never get this one. And in his pursuit of this particular one, he had managed to de-couple the login function from the password file that it was supposed to check, with the result that there would be no more logins. And he couldn't get them back together. (Appropriate noises from the audience.) However! He had two terminals open. And he was still logged in over there. And he managed to discern that he could make the login program check for a password against the terminal. And he did. And he was back in. And hooooooo boy the stuff he could get into. And after that, this trick was in his arsenal.

There were more questions, and more answers. Read more... )

Daily Happiness

Apr. 21st, 2014 11:35 pm
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[personal profile] torachan
1. Sales in my departments are doing so good compared to last year that when the vice president of the company came by today, he asked my manager what we were doing that they were so high when other stores were struggling to even reach 100% (I'm at about 120% right now).

2. I'm glad I work at a grocery store, since unless I walk, I can't even go to the store now because while I have a bike, I have no lock for it! (I should order one from Amazon or something, I guess. Bleh. Anyone have recs for U-lock type locks?)

3. The weather's so nice right now. Looks like it will stay that way for the rest of the week, at least (I didn't look at the extended forecast at all).

So that happened!

Apr. 21st, 2014 10:25 pm
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So just as an FYI to my peeps, I've been radio silent because Tiberius had a bug he couldn't shake which ultimately landed us in the hospital for nearly a week. We're back now, and he's loads better, thanks! I just couldn't post about it as it was happening, and it took me a while to realize why. Then I remembered: I don't post WIP. :D But now this story has a happy ending, so OK.

FWIW, the highlight of our experience was on Day 4, when the hospital sent Tiberius a therapist who turned out to be an actualfax Jedi. (He outed himself because we were obviously Trekkies, though he started out nervously giving me the mundane introduction to his fandom, but I was like, "Dude! You're among friends!") Then I got to yell at the doctors, because seriously, if you have a fucking JEDI on your staff, bring him OUT before DAY FOUR. I say, LEAD WITH THE JEDI! Anyway, the Jedi helped Tiberius a lot, and it was sweet that he kept trying to talk Trek to us, though he was a Next Gen guy himself and so kept trying to coach Tiberius by saying things like, "Tiberius! Engage!" And Tiberius, who knows not from Patrick Stewart, was like, "Mommy, what's with this man?"

Anyway, if I'm behind in getting back to you on something, replying to your email, etc. that would be why.

In other news, the TV's been good, hasn't it?

A few thoughts on Person of Interest )

In other fannish news, I'm going to try to make it out to see The Winter Soldier sometime this week, and in prep for that, I sat down and watched Cap 1, which wasn't interesting to me when it came out.

All Those Who Chose To Oppose His Shield Must Yield! - Spoilers 3 years late! )

Next up: NEW ORPHAN BLACK! \o/

Review of Antony by BPAL

Apr. 21st, 2014 10:08 pm
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Review of Antony )

And now, for the wonderful [personal profile] sallymn who made the lovely icon I'm using, have a double drabble of Daniel Jackson gen set during season 5's episode "Summit."

The Fic )

It's been said before, but -

Apr. 21st, 2014 10:28 pm
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[personal profile] giandujakiss
another think coming. Think. Like, you think this is true, but you've got another think coming.

That is all.

(no subject)

Apr. 21st, 2014 09:04 pm
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[personal profile] resonant
Suri Cruise and Honey Boo Boo Child are the same age.

Give me ten years and I ship it.
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Rapture chronicles the course of a love affair from infatuation through bliss to separation: "that trick we have of turning love to pain." The individual poems are lovely (and "The Love Poem," which integrates snippets of some of the most famous examples of the genre, is brilliant); the book as a whole is staggeringly beautiful. It made me cry; I can't remember the last time a book of poems did that.

And when I returned,
I pulled off my stiff and salty sailor’s clothes,
slipped on the dress of the girl I was,
and slid overboard.
A mile from Ithaca, I anchored the boat.

The evening softened and spread,
The turquoise water mentioning its silver fish,
The sky stooping to hear.
My hands moved in the water, moved on the air,
The lover I was, tracing your skin, your hair,

And Ithaca there, the bronze mountains
shouldered like rough shields,
the caves, where dolphins hid,
dark pouches for jewels,
the olive trees ripening their tears in our pale fields.

Then I drifted in on a ribbon of light,
tracking the scents of rosemary, lemon, thyme,
the fragrances of your name,
which I chanted again in my heart,
like the charm it was, bringing me back

to Ithaca, all hurt zeroed now
by the harm you could do with a word,
me as hero plainly absurd,
wading in, waist-high, from the shallows at dusk,
dragging my small white boat.

— Carol Ann Duffy
from Rapture

Fine things

Apr. 21st, 2014 09:22 pm
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[personal profile] kass
I watched S2 x 08 of PoI tonight with [personal profile] sanj -- "Til Death," the one where the Machine gives them two numbers, a married couple who run a publishing house, and we get a bunch of Harold/Grace flashbacks.

About which I have this to say: )

Also today there was a lot of outdoors time, and kid-time, and sunshine, and these are all fine things. Also Passover is over, at least by my counting. (Others observe an additional day, but I am not among them.) And tonight there was some tasty white wine. So despite the spring sniffles, life is pretty good.

Book recs

Apr. 21st, 2014 08:39 pm
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[personal profile] reginagiraffe
A couple of very science-y scifi book I've enjoyed recently:

1. Wool by Hugh Howey.

Post-apocalyptic life in the future in an underground silo. Things are not what they seem.

There are two more in the series; Shift and Dust, neither of which have I read yet. AFAICT, Shift is a prequel and Dust is a sequel.

2. The Martian by Andy Weir.

Astronaut gets stranded on Mars. Has to figure out how to survive. Sounds pretty grim, right? And it is, except for the fact that he's a total wiseass and (most of) it is told in the form of a diary. I laughed out loud throughout the whole thing. *And* it's grim, and tense, and exciting. And the author did a metric fucktonne of research to get the science (mostly) right.

Really awesome book. You can read the first couple of chapters on the link I gave you. If you aren't completely sucked in, I'll be shocked.

Blog hop: on writing

Apr. 14th, 2014 02:00 pm
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[personal profile] qian

I am doing a blog hop thing! I was invited to do it by Shannon Phillips, who has a story in a new anthology from World Weaver Press. It is like a promotional meme — you answer a bunch of questions about writing and then you link to other writers and tell people about them — so here goes.

This is Shannon Phillips:

Shannon Phillips lives in Oakland, where she keeps chickens, a dog, three boys, and a husband. Her first novel, The Millennial Sword, tells the story of the modern-day Lady of the Lake. Her short fiction has been featured in Dragon magazine, Rose Red Review, and the upcoming anthology Fae from World Weaver Press.

And these are the questions she sent me!


1) What am I working on?

I’m working on yet another revision of my Regency fantasy of manners about England’s first black Sorcerer Royal. This has been my main writing project since late 2012, but in intervals between working on it I’ve also been working on Space Villette (not its real title), a novella based on Charlotte Bronte’s Villette, but with a space opera setting influenced by the early kingdoms (or should I say mandalas?) of maritime Southeast Asia.

Well, I say it is a novella, but it’s almost 30k words in and the Lucy Snowe character hasn’t even started to make googly eyes at the M. Paul equivalent. That said, I plan to rewrite the whole thing from scratch once I’ve got the first draft done, so pretty much everything I say about it now should be discounted!

2) How does my work differ from others of its genre?

All of my stories are about colonialism. I guess the most obvious point of difference is that the main characters are usually non-white. To the extent that I can, even when I am playing with very Western/Eurocentric genres or tropes, I try to infuse my stories with a non-Western sensibility, to refocus the narrative around characters who aren’t as often in the spotlight in English-language fiction. I don’t know how successful I am at doing that, but I keep trying.

Of course, when I am actually writing my main goal is not to make some big political point or other. My main goal is to write as many long rambling conversations and dumb jokes as people will let me get away with.

3) Why do I write what I do?

I remain profoundly shaped by my childhood reading and am processing it the best way I know how. I got told a lot of stories by my mom that I want other people to hear. I like reading long rambling conversations and dumb jokes myself. I think comfort reading shouldn’t come in just one flavour, or have just one kind of character as the focus. I’ve got a niche and I might as well keep going with it. History is interesting. I can’t write other stuff — I mean, in theory I could write a baseball economics book instead, but I don’t understand baseball or economics.

Lots of reasons!

4) How does my writing process work?

(i) Do anything except writing for as long as I can.

(ii) Bash out some hasty words just before bedtime, when I can no longer put it off.

(iii) Repeat the next day.

I generally take off one day a week, and don’t tend to write on holidays or if I’m travelling.


I’ve tagged the following authors, who will be posting the meme next week:

Alexandra Singer graduated from SUNY Purchase with a B.A. in Creative Writing. The is the author of the ongoing independent comic, Sfeer Theory. An avid fan of historical fantasy and fairy tales, her short stories have been featured in publications such as Chamberton Publishing’s Spotlight anthology and Crossed Genres Magazine. Her blog is at http://moonsheen.dreamwidth.org.

Eve Shi is an Indonesian writer. Her YA supernatural/horror novels are available in Indonesian bookstores. She’s working on more books of the same genre, as well as planning to write books in other genres.

Mirrored from Zen Cho.

Bloody good work, Tom and Tilda

Apr. 21st, 2014 04:33 pm
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Have you seen Tom Hiddleston and Tilda Swinton in "Only Lovers Left Alive?" If not, and you're a fan of either one of these brilliant actors, or of filmmaker Jim Jarmusch, run and see it. (See icon). The two play a pair of vampires, centuries old, who are living in 2013 in an eternal state of ennui. Jaded and reclusive, they are also deeply in love with each other, even though he lives in Detroit, recording weird music and rarely setting foot out the door, and she lives in Tangiers, where she hangs with 400-year old fellow vampire Christopher Marlowe. The entire film is moody, arty and drolly amusing. There are moving (and disturbing) shots of parts of Detroit, and Anton Yelchin (Chekhov from the ST reboots) has a small but pivotal role. And Swinton and Hiddleston are gorgeous and so very very good as these world-weary lovers. They dance together, and there's even nudity for the pervs among us.

I'm already thinking Yuletide 2014.


Here's a review from the Washington Post: Only Lovers Left Alive.
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Orphan Black: spoilers ) I feel like I must have downloaded icons, but I don't know if I did. I need icons!


I think I know what story I am remixing. It is not the story I planned to remix, but. I think it will be fun. I hope. *meep*


So my dad got an iPhone this weekend (he had an old Palm phone he'd been using forever) and so I have spent ungodly amounts of time explaining things to him. Old people tech support is not something I have the patience for. Sigh.


Today's poem:

Mars May Have Been a Land of Lakes

Let's begin by deciding what it is
we're trying to define. You're
impossible. That's what I've decided,
that's how I've defined you.

Nature has a way of compensating.
As a blonde, I should have 38,000 more
strands of hair on my head than my
brunette sister, my redhead brother.

You found one on your pillow
and, hours after I left, called to see
if I wanted it back. An eyelash,
you would have kept for yourself.

Mars may have been a land of lakes,
but the satellite orbits us, and the photos
cannot reveal such distant history.
And why should they? We can't

even be honest with each other,
let alone believe the billion years
it took for us to happen: first water,
then body, voice and faith.

Heather Aimee O'Neill


lifetime brings us joy

Apr. 21st, 2014 01:18 pm
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Petals on the Wind trailer, sequel to Lifetime's Flowers in the Attic, oh hell yes.

Shame is for those who didn't secretly read these during class during formative junior high years.


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