senary

23 June 2025 07:28 am
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senary (SEN-uh-ree) - adj., of or relating to the number six; consisting of six members. n., the numbering system using base 6.


If I'd planned this better, I'd've run this in the same week as octonary, oops. Fun fact: when expressed in senary, all prime numbers other than 2 and 3 have the final digit either 1 or 5. Taken around 1660 from Latin sēnārius, containing six, from sēnī, six each + -arius, adjectival ending, from sex, six.


Admin note: due to work deadlines and other external obligations, posting might be erratic for the next two weeks.

---L.
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I posted a while ago about how I'd been really getting into pottery this year. That remains true, and shows no signs of stopping. It's just so fun! I still take a 3-hour class once a week at a member-owned studio near me; I think wistfully about spending more time on it too, but for various reasons including but not limited to the busyness of my life in general, that dedicated weekly slot is what works right now.

Back in late February, I spotted a flyer that someone had hung up on the studio bulletin board. It was a call for Boston-area artists to submit art inspired by Octavia Butler's Parable of the Sower, as part of an art show and book circle event co-organized by two local stores, The Local Hand and JustBook-ish.

I'd been meaning to read Parable of the Sower for ages, and the idea of doing a pottery piece inspired by a book seemed really fun -- like a Yuletide prompt, but for physical objects. Also, if your piece was accepted, you got a $500 stipend and 75% of the sale price if your piece sold, and let's be real, that was also extremely motivating.

And motivation was useful! Because the deadline was just over a month away. Pottery has a lot of built-in wait time while things dry, get fired, etc, so on a once-a-week schedule that was going to be pretty tight.

So I read the book, and loved it -- I'd been told that it was brilliant, which it is, and that it's brutal, which it is, but all of the (accurate!) discussions of its brutality hadn't conveyed the fierce pragmatism and focus of how Butler writes hope and community, and that's what I loved most -- and by the next week, I had a plan.

About my piece, and the process, and also noodling about pottery and art -- this got very long )

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22 June 2025 08:02 pm
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When I'm reading nonfiction, there's often a fine line for me between 'you, the author, are getting yourself all up in this narrative and I wish you'd get out of the way' and 'you, the author, have a clearly presented point of view and it makes it easy and fun to fight with you about your topic; pray continue.' Happily, Phyllis Rose's Parallel Lives: Five Victorian Marriages falls squarely in the latter category for me. She's telling me a bunch of fascinating gossip and I do often disagree with her about what it all means but we're having such a good time arguing about it!

Rose starts out her book by explaining that she's interested in the idea of 'marriage' both as a narrative construct developed by the partners within it -- "a subjectivist fiction with two points of view often deeply in conflict, sometimes fortuitously congruent" -- and a negotiation of power, vulnerable to exploitation. She also says that she wanted to find a good balance of happy and unhappy Victorian marriages as case studies to explore, but then she got so fascinated by several of the unhappy ones that things got a little out of balance .... and she is right! Her case studies are fascinating, and at least one of them (the one she clearly sees as the happiest) is not technically a marriage at all (which, of course, is part of her point.)

The couples in question are:

Thomas Carlyle and Jane Baillie Carlyle -- the framing device for the whole book, because even though this marriage is not her favorite marriage Jane Carlyle is her favorite character. Notable for the fact that Jane Carlyle wrote a secret diary through her years of marriage detailing how unhappy she was, which was given to Carlyle after her death, making him feel incredibly guilty, and then published after his death, making everyone else feel like he ought to have been feeling incredibly guilty. Rose considers the secret postmortem diary gift a brilliant stroke of Jane's in Triumphantly Taking Control Of The Narrative Of Their Marriage.

John Ruskin and Effie Gray -- like every possible Victorian drama happened to this marriage. non-consummation! parent drama! art drama! accusations that Ruskin was trying to manipulate Effie Gray into a ruinous affair so that he could divorce her! Effie Gray's family coming down secretly to sneak her away so she could launch a big divorce case instead! my favorite element of this whole story is that the third man in the Art Love Triangle, John Millais, was painting Ruskin's portrait when he and Gray fell in love instead, and Ruskin insisted on making Millais keep painting his portrait for numerous awkward sittings while the divorce proceedings played themselves out and [according to Rose] was genuinely startled that Millais was not interested in subsequently continuing their pleasant correspondence.

John Stuart Mill and Harriet Taylor -- this was my favorite section; I had never heard of these guys but I loved their energy. Harriet Taylor was married to John Taylor but was not enjoying the experience, began a passionate intellectual correspondence with John Stuart Mill who believed as strongly as she did in women's rights etc., they seriously considered the ethics around running off together but decided that while all three of them (Harriet Taylor, John Taylor, and John Mill) were made moderately unhappy by the current situation of "John Mill comes over three nights a week for passionate intellectual discussions with Harriet Taylor while John Taylor considerately goes Out for Several Hours, nobody was made as miserable by it as John Taylor would be if Harriet left John Taylor and therefore ethics demanded that the situation remain as it was. (Meanwhile the Carlyles, who were friends of John Mill, nicknamed Harriet 'Platonica,' which I have to admit is a very funny move if you are a bitchy 19th century intellectual and you hate the married woman your friend is having a passionate but celibate philosophical romance of the soul with.) Eventually John Taylor did die and Harriet Taylor and John Mill did get married -- platonically or otherwise is unknown but regardless they seem to have been blissfully happy. Rose thinks that Harriet Taylor was probably not as brilliant as John Mill thought and John Mill was henpecked, but happily so, because letting his wife tell him what to do soothed his patriarchal guilt. I think that Rose is a killjoy. Let a genius think his partner of the soul is also a genius if he wants to! I'm not going to tell him that he's wrong!

Charles Dickens and Catherine Dickens -- oh this was a Bad Marriage and everyone knows it. Unlike all the other women in this book, Catherine Dickens did not really command a narrative space of her own except Cast Aside Wife which -- although that's probably part of Rose's point -- makes this section IMO weaker and a bit less fun than the others.

George Eliot and George Henry Lewes -- Rose's favorite! She thinks these guys are very romantic and who can blame her, though she does want to take time to argue with people who think that George Eliot's genius relied more on George Henry Lewes kindling the flame than it did on George Eliot herself. It not being 1983 anymore, it did not occur to me that 'George Eliot was not primarily responsible for George Eliot' was an argument that needed to be made. "Maybe marriage is better when it doesn't have to actually be marriage" is clearly a point she's excited to make, given which one does wonder why she doesn't pull any Victorian long-term same-sex partnerships into her thematic examination. And the answer, probably, is 'I'm interested in specifically in the narrative of heterosexual marriage and heterosexual power dynamics and the ways they still leave an imprint on our contemporary moment,' which is fair, but if you're already exploring a thing by looking outside it .... well, anyway. I just looked up her bibliography out of curiosity to see if she ever did write about gay people and the answer is "well, she's got a book about Josephine Baker" so I may well be looking that up in future so I can have fun arguing with Rose some more!

SFWA Poetry Open Mic

22 June 2025 04:36 pm
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I've been reading my own prose in public for audiences for more than 25 years now, and I've even thrown in a poem or two as spice. But this Saturday is the first time I will be doing a dedicated poetry reading! If you're a Nebula attendee or a SFWA member, please join us on Saturday, June 28th, at 11 a.m. Pacific (1 p.m. Central).

A microphone with sparkles provides the information for the SFWA Poetry Open Mic, June 28th, 11 AM Pacific, Featuring: Marissa Lingen, Host: Gwynne Garfinkle, events.sfwa.org/upcoming-events

Vitamin E

22 June 2025 12:14 pm
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This is a synopsis I did, for my horse pasture tenants,  of a magazine article.  It might be of some interest to horse folks.

The most recent Horse Illustrated magazine has a wonderful article about Vitamin E. It was very clearly written and contained a ton of information I didn't  really know.

  • Vitamin E is in green pasture grass.   Vitamin E disappears from the hay until it is gone, a few months after the hay is cut.

  • Vitamin E helps protect horses from or prevent myopathy,  VEM (equine neuroaxona distrophy); eNAD/EDM (equine degenerative myeloencephalopathy); and EMND (equine motor neuron disease).   I have read elsewhere that it may also have a preventative role in Cushings.

  • Horses need: 500 - 1000 IU per day for maintenance; 800 - 1000 IU for performance horses; and 1,500 - 5,000 IU per day for horses with muscle disorders or neurological conditions.

  • Synthetic versions of Vitamin E are not well absorbed and should be avoided. Synthetic version are labeled: dl-alpha-tocopherol, all racemic or all-rac vitamin E.   Naturally derived ingredients are desirable and should be labeled: RRR-alpha-tocopherol.

  • Vitamin E, along with Vitamins A, D & K are all fat-soluble and should NOT be over supplemented as they can build up in the horse's body and have negative health effects.

  • Horses should be supplemented with Vitamin E  at any time they are not grazing for at least 1/2 day on green grass.

  • If you have any questions about your horse's Vitamin E levels there is a simple blood test that the vet can do to measure it. 

If you would like to read the original article check out the July-August 2025 issue of Horse Illustrated.


Skirting the Castle

22 June 2025 06:17 pm
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Sunday already, and our last night on the island: where does the time go?

Yesterday, [personal profile] durham_rambler visited the Castle: we walked out together, towards the blurred shape gradually emerging from the mist. When he took the right-hand path up to the entrance, I continued along the foot of the crag, out to the sea, to the stretch where I might have stood and watched for the sunrise, if I had been willing to get up at four o'clock. The mist thinned enough for me to pick out Bamburgh Castle to my right, and maybe - just maybe - the Farne Islands swimming ahead of me. Off to the left, the daymark on Emmanuel Head was bright (has it been repainted lately?). I thought I would walk along as far as the path down to the Castle garden, and was surprised to find that I was there already.

Cottage garden?


The garden was a riot of clashing colours, poppies everywhere and sweet peas climbing over everything: it was quite glorious, but far from the cool white, blue and silver I thought I remembered. I can't find any reference (here, for instance) to recent changes; they talk about reinstating Gertrude Jekyll's design, but that seems to refer to the layout of the paths and the shape of the planting, rather than the colours... Anyway, I'm not complaining, and I spent a happy half hour admiring it from every angle.

The promised rain arrived yesterday evening, and we had thunder and lightning overnight. And that's yesterday.

Tolkien lecture

22 June 2025 10:43 am
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My talk for the Tolkien lecture series hosted by Pembroke College, Oxford is up on YouTube: The Uses of Fantasy. I really enjoyed doing it, though I'm now out of the one idea I had for a Guest of Honour/whatever speech lolol. I have used it up!!

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22 June 2025 03:48 pm
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Movies: I just watched Whatever Happened to Baby Jane (1962) this week, which was creepy fun, if a little slow for me. (I felt that it had a cracking pace in the beginning, then really slowed down; the people in my horror club mostly felt the opposite.) Creepy from the beginning, especially with that doll, showing off a particular horror of the child star. Bette Davis is like a haunted doll come to life in this, but Joan Crawford keeps pace with her. They are so good at their characters' particular varieties of co-dependent dysfunction, and the twist at the end (which you can see coming, tbh) just intensifies the horror of what they've done to each other. And I know Joan Crawford was an odious person but, my gosh, she was so beautiful.

TBH, though, some of the other camp, like the voice acting on a couple of side characters, was a little too much for me, and I did think it dragged at some points, so it wasn't unqualified enjoyment for me.

Bleach: I have continued my watch and I've now finished 212. I enjoyed the flashback arc. Urahara is so terrible 💔 sometimes I love his terribleness and sometimes he's just the worst. Read more... )

Random, but I do always laugh at the backstory that reveals why Hisagi has 69 tattooed on his face.

I thought maybe if I'm getting back into Bleach I should also get back into Naruto, but when I reread the first few chapters of that I mostly felt too old for it 🤣 Last time I read Naruto I think I dropped it one arc after the timeskip. I got to see some cool Gaara stuff and then was like, okay, I'm done. I feel like Bleach I can reread because it's slightly more mature, even if not actually particularly mature. Like, at least he's 15 when it starts and half the characters are 100+ years old.

Weirdly on this reread & watch I've gotten really hyped by Kenpachi's moments of mature adult-ness?! Like obviously mostly he's there for a bit of biffo, but I love the flashback where he tells Ikkaku to knock it off with the death wish and grow tf up, and the bit in Hueco Mundo where he tells Ichigo it's not his job to save everyone and everything because the captains are there to do that.

patience in a garden plot

21 June 2025 11:01 pm
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Got a Cake Batter cone (working my way through the non-coffee-flavors at my local ice cream shop) and walked over to the garden; I am very pleased to report that the rhubarb has come up, and so has the parsley and the cosmos and the sweet alyssum! Could there be 100% more of all of these plants, considering how many seeds I put in? Yes. But: I created plants! The basil is going to be so happy over the next week of heatwave. The peas are doing great and I am going nuts over the lack of watermelon, hopefully they will also rejoice in the heat.

And then I stuck a couple of coreopsis in the front garden, which I impulse-bought this morning at the farmer's market, not even a little sorry. Other impulse purchases today included a bag of basil (PESTO) and a container of corn salsa, which I will add to fish-stick tacos.

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For whatever it is worth to history, I wish to register that I do not like finding out that we are suddenly at war with Iran. I do not need any more specters of annihilation, nuclear or otherwise. I get enough stress from my regular life.

(These Crusader fantasists. My entire lifetime. Their Armageddon wet dreams. Why will the sand not eat them alone.)

Welp

24 June 2025 03:52 pm
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We're gonna get in the triple digits by Tuesday. Fun times!

Stay cool, guys.

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a wonderful day

21 June 2025 06:44 pm
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Today was wonderful!

It started out with meeting a young woman in a wheelchair, birdwatching by a small pond with cattails.

"I think I saw an American bittern," she said.

Later I brought some catalpa blossoms to a friend, and they gave me an iced, homemade-banana-syrup-and-oat-milk latte to take with me on my errands. It was a hot day and the drink was perfect!



My errands included buying a sickle to cut this long grass.



Not now: now I want to let it alone, as the fireflies and butterflies and bees enjoy it (and also I enjoy it). But later, in the fall, when the time comes to cut it. A lawn mower does a horrible, chewy job, and the shears I have are blunt.** So I want to try a sickle. I saw people cutting grass with sickles in Timor-Leste. Here is my sickle. I've named her Kusakari (grass cutter).



Now, as it happens, I also have a lump hammer, which the healing angel named Petra, and which is great for smashing open hickory nuts or acorns. Here she is, posing with some of last year's hickory nuts.



Well ... if we introduce.... Petra to Kusakari.... OMG!



Then on the way home from my errands, I was driving along a stretch of road that's marked "Turtle Crossing." Usually this is a depressing stretch of road because in spite of the sign, what I mainly see are crushed turtles -_-

But today I saw a live one, craning its neck, preparing to risk its life to get across the road. So I pulled over, went back, picked it up, and carried it across. When I set it down, it trundled on down to the water that was waiting for it.

ONE TURTLE LIFE SAVED. Yaaay!

And now I'm going to eat strawberries and whipped cream. PERFECT DAY.

**Yes, I could sharpen them. In fact I have sharpened them in the past and probably will in the future... but ... sickle!

ETA: The sickle's name should be KusaKARI, not KusaKIRI--corrected that now.

The grit in my oyster

21 June 2025 04:31 pm
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A couple of small irritations, which need to be written about, apparently, just to get them out of my system:

Customer service fail I: Majestic )

Yesterday [personal profile] durham_rambler and I did not leave the island, but went our separate ways, wandering about each at our preferred speed and distance. I went down to St Cuthbert's island:

St Cuthbert's island


and spent a peaceful while sitting on a bench listening to the seals mooing to each other on the far shore - and trying and failing to spot the oystercatcher(s) I could also hear.

Customer service fail II: the Crown & Anchor )

I did not get up at 4.00 am to watch the sun rising: but D. assures me that it did so, before the mist closed in. Another solstice past, and the nights begin to grow longer.
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Thanks to the effects of prolonged illness on my body, I have even more difficulty with it these days than in previous difficult years, but [personal profile] spatch took a picture of me on the way down the hill of Powder House Park that looked like I could still be the prow of a ship.



Listening to the radio in the car and tracking down songs at home, I seem to have amassed a small collection of music videos, more recent than not. I had never seen the studly single entrendres that accompany the blues-rock boasts of Elle King's "Ex's and Oh's" (2015). Rob identified the scratchy guitar chug in Sarah Barrios' "Thank God You Introduced Me to Your Sister" (2021) as a callback to Fountains of Wayne and thence the Cars, but it is a sapphic banger in its own right. It is generationally lovely to have the London Gay Men's Chorus backing up the acoustic version of Isaac Dunbar's "American High" (2024). Jean Dawson's "Pirate Radio" (2022) rocks like an Afrofuturist anthem and an autobiographical chantey at the same time. If it ever crossed your mind to wonder about a cross between the Preacher in True Stories (1986) and the High Voltage Messiah of The Ruling Class (1972), there's John C. Reilly in Jack White's "Archbishop Harold Holmes" (2025). The vintage riot grrrl of Halsey's "Safeword" (2025) is enthusiastically not safe for work. Patrick Wolf's "The Last of England" (2025) has so much Jarman in its DNA, it is almost gilding the lily to have filmed at Dungeness except that it feels like the correct acknowledgement. I just like the oneiric stop-motion of Witch Prophet's "Memory (feat. Begonia)" (2023).

Exmoor walks: Rockford to Brendon

21 June 2025 12:07 pm
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Brendon Walk 6
Old packhorse bridge, Brendon. Exmoor has so many fabulous ancient bridges. You could do a photography tour just of Exmoor bridges.

By woods & water )
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Happy solstice! [personal profile] spatch and I celebrated the longest stretch of the year's light with the third-to-last night of Theatre@First's The Tempest, the farewell production of its longtime artistic director. Their lion-bronze Caliban stood laughing, in his hands the staff the island's magic had brought him in pieces, by right, made whole. In, summer!

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21 June 2025 02:39 pm
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Not just reading Bleach again, but watching it again. I never finished the old anime (and I guess the new one of the final arc isn't done yet but should be this year?). I wasn't sure where I was up to last time I watched, which would not be an issue if it were still on Crunchyroll, but alas... I was pretty sure I'd already seen the Shunsuke Amagai arc, which is the absolutely most boring filler arc. I will take no arguments on this. So I started the episodes just after, and it seems like that's a good choice, because it all seems to be Hueco Mundo episodes I haven't seen.

I remember last time I was watching I was excited to get to the end of the boring filler and get to animation of bits I enjoy from the manga, but I must have gotten distracted by the dozen other things I was watching at the time. Now I've reached episode 204... which turns out to be more filler, hahaha! But at least I got to see some cool fights before that.

Nnoitra v Kenpachi felt a little dragged out animated, but I do like the ending, the way the flashback makes it clear that they fight for totally opposite reasons. Kenpachi is so fighting obsessed that it's always a shock when he has his moments of adult sense and maturity, but it is in character for him, and I do like him telling Ichigo that fighting everyone and saving everything is not his job (I mean, we know that Ichigo is the main character and that therefore saving everything is his job, but it is good to see a semi-responsible adult tell him he doesn't have to be responsible for everything). I feel like Byakuya vs the guy with all the eyes was more exciting to me in the manga; the problem with how slow the anime is (and I get it's A. because they didn't want to outpace the manga too much and B. because this is aimed at 12-15 year olds, and therefore characters talk slowly; tbh, it's helpful for me as a language learner that they talk slowly) is that some things hit stronger for me in the written form where I can read at a pace that makes the impact strongest. But I do love Byakuya being ice cold in service of saving Rukia and how far he's come since the soul society arc. Mayuri vs Szayelaporro is like, fine, whatever, I liked it in the manga but I don't like Mayuri so I mostly wanted it over and done with.

But as soon as this new to me filler is done (please be only one episode), I get to see more cool stuff animated! For the first time for me! More of the Ulquiorra-Orihime-Ichigo not quite love triangle, my boy Yumichika showing up again, that fuckhead Ikkaku getting absolutely told, etc. etc.

Leapfire

20 June 2025 09:39 pm
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Wishing all of you joy at the summer solstice.

After yesterday's oppressive heat, it was perfectly lovely, with a little wind that stirred a dip and dazzle in the leaves, and carried on it an elusive scent of lime-flowers.

I spent part of it telling stories to Fox (age 8), of kite-battles and the Borrowers and all my summer camps, and part revising Lightwards. When I went out to walk the labyrinth to celebrate the day, I kept running into folks in garlands. Very pleasant.

Nine
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On Saturday afternoon, on the bus ride home, I finished The Traitor Baru Cormorant, because I couldn't wait until I got home to reach the end, despite a long history of reading-induced car sickness. It was totally worth it.
 
The Traitor Baru Cormorant is all fantasy politics. There's no magic or fairies or prophecies, just Seth Dickinson's invented world and the titanic machinations of Empire.  And it is electric. Tentatively, I'd make a comparison to The Goblin Emperor, except that where TGE is about how Maia, completely unprepared for his role, is thrust into a viper's nest of politics, Baru Cormorant is about how Baru has painstakingly taught herself the ways of the empire and enters into the game fully prepared to rewrite the rules to her liking. 
 
Dickinson creates a wonderfully believable world. The Empire of Masks—popularly known as the Masquerade—is sickeningly plausible, with their soft conquests of money and ideas backed by a highly-trained and well-equipped military. The Masquerade is not content to conquer land—it must conquer minds, people. It is relentless in its push to force its colonies and territories to adopt its ways of thinking, to the point of dictating who may and may not marry based on their bloodlines. With this comes a heaping dose of homophobia, frequently enforced on cultures who had formerly been relaxed or even accepting of queer identities and relationships. This presents a specific problem for Baru, who is the daughter of a mother and two fathers, and who is herself a deeply closeted lesbian.
 
The story makes use of incredibly mundane tools in its schemes, something that also rings realistic. It's not all backstabbing, murder, and blackmail—at one point, a serious political threat is nullified through currency inflation. Baru, who becomes an imperial accountant, is in a prime position to use these seemingly dull tools to marvelous effect. Many schemes are strangled in the cradle, such that only the plotter and the defeater are even aware that they existed. But the game goes on.

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A trailer has been released for Second Take (爱情重拍中, pinyin: aiqing chongpai zhong), an upcoming (mini?)-drama produced by the wlw dating app the L (formerly Rela). The first episode is scheduled to air on 9 July on their YouTube channel, with new episodes every Wednesday and Saturday thereafter.

This appears to be an exes-to-colleagues-to-lovers deal. Here's the trailer:


One of the main characters is played by Xing En, and an important thing to know about Xing En is that one of the top Google suggested searches for her is 'xing eng gender'.

Quality Time

20 June 2025 11:27 pm
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Sanne liked to sign her name at the end of a journal entry. It was an acknowledgement that although the memories she had written about were from other lifetimes, they were still hers. She paused for the ink to dry, and then she shut the journal, knotting a brown ribbon around it with a whispered enchantment. There, the memories were sealed.

She had been journalling meticulously for a month. The nightmares no longer haunted her, but every day she found herself sinking into many pasts. Keeping her mind on the present and her body moving through it took effort and enchantment.
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Shroud, by Adrian Tchaikovsky

20 June 2025 10:18 am
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While on a commercial expedition, an unexpected accident causes Mai, an engineer, and Juna, an HR person, to crash-land on a pitch-black planet called Shroud. They can't get out of their escape pod because the air is corrosive and unbreathable, and they can't call for help. Their only hope is to use the pod's walker system to trek all the way across the planet... which turns out to be absolutely teeming with extremely weird life, none of which can see, all of which communicates via electromagnetic signals, most of which constructs exoskeletons for itself with organic materials, and some of which is extremely large.

As readers, we learn very early on that at least some of the life on Shroud is intelligent. But Juna and Mai don't know that, the intelligent Shroud beings don't know that humans are intelligent, and human and Shroud life is so different that it makes perfect sense that they can't tell. As Juna and Mai make their probably-doomed expedition across Shroud, they're accompanied by curious Shroud beings, frequently attacked by other Shroud creatures, face some of the most daunting terrain imaginable, and slowly begin to learn the truth about Shroud. But even if they succeed in rescuing themselves, the predatory capitalist company that sent them on their expedition on the first place is determined to strip Shroud for materials, and doesn't care if its indigenous life is intelligent or not.

This is possibly the best first contact novel I've ever read. It's the flip side of Alien Clay, which was 70% depressing capitalist dystopia and 30% cool aliens. Shroud is 10% depressing capitalist dystopia and 90% cool aliens - or rather, 90% cool aliens and humans interacting with cool aliens. It's a marvelous alien travelogue, it has so many jaw-dropping moments, and it's very thematically unified and neatly plotted. The climax is absolutely killer.

The characterization is sketchy but sufficient. The ending is a little abrupt, but you can easily extrapolate what happens from there, and it's VERY satisfying. As far as I know this is a standalone, but I would certainly enjoy a sequel if Tchaikovsky decided to write one.

My absolute favorite moment, which was something you can only do in science fiction, is a great big spoiler. Read more... )
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We looked at the tide tables, and checked plans, and decided that yesterday was the day to visit Berwick, so that's what we did, leaving the island late morning, as soon as the causeway opened. At the last minute we decided to park up by the Barracks, which we have not visited recently. We didn't visit them yesterday either, as they are undergoing transformation into a thriving cultural hub, but on our way there we had passed the Visitor Centre. This turned out to be a converted church, which you enter, through a welcoming café and postcards space: the main body of the church contains a magnificently random display of Stuff, local regimental memorabilia, Finds of all ages fished out of the Tweed, a banner stitched by volunteers to commemmorate the thousandth anniversary of the Tweed being designated as the border between England and Scotland (not that it is, in Berwick, but never mind). Upstairs in the gallery there is a video Berwick, a town like no other: I might have snarked, because surely no town is quite like any other? But it was quite entertaining, and full of information, and we learned that the ramparts of Berwick were the greatest expenditure of Elizabeth's reign, and that Berwick has massive ice houses (for storing the ice which allowed fresh salmon to be shipped to London, and that the Parish church was one of only two built under the Protectorate...

I'd like better references for that assertion: this article calls it "a rare example" and this Guardian article muses that "Neither Cromwell nor his captains went in for church building, which is odd given the religious nature of the Commonwealth..." One way and another, we thought the church would be worth a visit. It is surrounded by greenery, shaded by trees and nestled into those expensive ramparts, so there was no way I could photograph the exterior, but fortunately there is a clear image of the church itself at the centre of this stained glass window:

Millennium window


nstalled to celebrate the millennium, the most recent addition to an interior which originally had no coloured glass at all, plain within as it was plain without. The window design, by Ann Sotheran majors on a Celtic knot motif, flanked by those two Celtic saints, Columa (standing on the island of Iona) and Aidan (on the more distinctive outline of Lindisfarne).

We headed into the town in search of lunch, and found a café which appears to be called Thistle Do Nicely, but don't be put off, it did indeed do nicely. By the time we had lunched, our parking was about to run out, so we agreed that [personal profile] durham_rambler should relocate to the other car park, while I meandered down the hill. I thought I was being very abstemious, visiting only one gift shop plus a branch of W.H.Smith which was having a clearance sale (I bought some pens and a newspaper) but by the time I reached Bridge Street he was not sitting on the convenient bench, checking his e-mails, he was pacing up and down the street waiting for me. We had time for a quick visit to the Green Shop and to Slightly Foxed (one of those really lovely bookshops from which I nevertheless find it difficult to buy anything) and then came home via Majestic (for wine, disappointing but not disastrous) and Morrison (for surprisingly good bread).

D. was cooking, and there were guests, and it was all very convivial. And tonight we eat at the Crown and Anchor, with even more guests and ridiculously early. We'll see how that goes.

It's time for some NYC-picking!

23 June 2025 11:05 am
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Now, I've already told you about the alleys (no alleys in Manhattan) and right on red (none of that either), and now it's time for - garbage.

Since the 1990s it's been the law that residential garbage in NYC has to have the recyclables sorted out. And since this year we also have to separate out the compost, though weirdly they only pick that up once a week, I've complained about this. It's completely backwards.

Anyway, as I said, it's been the law since the 90s that you can't put your cans and bottles in with your regular trash. Do people always follow that law? Oh, heck no. But if you don't and the city catches you at it they'll give you a $300 ticket, and if you don't pay they put a lien on the house. So even if you don't care, your landlord might, and if they care and perhaps only have one tenant at that location you can bet they won't just eat the cost.

And if your protagonist is even minimally conscientious she'll at least glance around for a recycle bin before tossing her water bottle in with the regular trash.

(As a reference here, our terrible neighbors, who have had sanitation and once the fire department called on them multiple times due to the trash they pile up in their yard, still separate out the bottles and cans from the regular trash. Though in their case they may somewhat optimistically believe they'll get around to redeeming them one of these days, honestly, who knows how they think.)

This rant is courtesy of Elsbeth, which Jenn has been watching. Sure, Elsbeth is a snoop and the best way to dispose of several bushels worth of murderous apple pulp was probably to flush it, but all the same - it's weird that such a generally responsible character goes straightaway to throw out her water bottle in the general trash in somebody's house without at least checking that there's no recycle bin.
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On Monday's outbound commute I finished the audiobook for Even Though I Knew the End by C.L. Polk. This is a supernatural/fantasy noir romance and it does pack a lot of all three of those things into its brief 4-hour runtime. 
 
This book relies heavily on stock film noir tropes—the veteran down-and-out private (paranormal) investigator (here a lesbian, Helen, our protagonist) who drinks too much and is haunted by past mistakes, a mysterious and sexy female client with a unique case, and "just one last" job before the PI plans to quit and retire with a beloved romantic partner. I didn't find them overused—and seeing them reworked to queer and female characters was fun—but other readers may find them too worn out even here.
 
Because the book is so short, it moves along at a very rapid pace. The whole thing takes place over the course of two days—the final two days before Helen's soul debt is called due and she finally has to pay the price of her warlock bargain. In this way, any rush felt appropriate, since it fit both the size of the novel and the context of Helen's urgency to get this last job done before she has to pay up.
 
The characters weren't super developed, but again—4-hour runtime. They're a little stock character-y, but not total cardboard cut-outs. It was disappointing for me to see Helen make the same mistake at the end of the book that she did prior to the start, as if she hadn't really learned anything, but since the novel ends promptly after that, the story never has to reckon much with it. 
 
I was relieved that Edith, Helen's girlfriend, wasn't just the damsel in distress/goal object for Helen, which I was a bit worried about in the beginning. Edith has secrets and goals of her own. 
 
Overall, the book was fine, and it entertained me well enough for a few days. Nothing extraordinary here, but nothing objectionable either. I will say I think keeping it short worked best for this book—I think drawing it out might have only weakened it. A fun little twist on a typical noir novel.

Crossposted to [community profile] books and my main

octonary

20 June 2025 07:10 am
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octonary (ok-tuh-ner-ee) - adj., of or relating to the number eight; consisting of eight members. n., a group of eight; esp., a stanza of eight lines.


This is a lesser-known synonym for octal, as in numbering system using base 8, and octet. Octave is also used for the stanza. An even lesser-known synonym for the group is ogdoad. Taken around 1530 from Latin octōnārius, containing eight, from octōnī, eight each + -arius, adjectival ending, from octō, eight.

---L.

Midsummer on Portland

20 June 2025 01:47 pm
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Wonderful midsummer evening dance out on the Isle of Portland yesterday evening. Half a dozen local morris sides on the little promenade outside the Cove Inn, overlooking Chesil Beach, dancing the sun down. It had been horribly hot & humid all day, but, down on Portland, a fresh easterly breeze was trying to steal the feathers from the morris dancers' hats, and it was lovely and wild and cool.

We only had five dancers willing to make the journey down to Portland, but my sister pressganged my niece into joining in, so we could do a few six person dances. And it was a lovely evening, the dancing relaxed and fun. We only had to do four dances, and got to enjoy watching all the other sides.

I'm beginning to understand that there are two separate elements to dancing out in summer. There is the performance element, which puts you under pressure to entertain crowds at folk festivals. Then there is the much more informal dancing you do in company with other dancers, merely for the joy of dancing, with its elements of celebration and ritual. Sometimes, rarely, the two elements come together - as they did at Lyme Regis Day of Dance last year. But they absolutely failed to come together at Wimborne this year: it was entirely performance, and it was not enjoyable at all.

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I took my camera last night. Took some pictures. Or thought I did. But it turns out there was no memory card in my camera, because I had taken it out to use as a spare while I was away.

Discussion Friday

20 June 2025 08:32 pm
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Let's talk about disability and how it's portrayed in the cnovels you've read.

Have you encountered any that is better about it than others? Tell us what you liked about it.

Alternatively, what do you see as a common issue in the cnovels you've read.

(Feel free to talk about anything else on this topic/venture out of cnovels!

I'm on a trip with family, so replies will be slow)

WTF even is this?

22 June 2025 12:22 am
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"Square children's book with hex code 03fcdf for the covers"

Why. Just. Why...? Seriously, who thinks that a hex code is a better description than the name of the color in English?

(This time, I wasn't paraphrasing. I usually do, but....)

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