2. My house is mostly clean, and the new vacuum cleaner works well.
3. The dog's medication is working, which means she no longer pees in her sleep. (Yes, really. Sigh.)
4. I had a lovely lunch (with gelato!) and a long walk in the redwoods with laurashapiro and shrift.
5. There are still 2 more days of the weekend, and I have no obligations whatsoever. This is kind of awesome.
With some more time, I've come to feel okay about Patreon! It really clicked when I thought about Your Wardrobe Unlock'd/Foundations Revealed, and Historical Sewing, and the people who do classes and talks - so, it's a different model, but it's basically the same thing. It just seemed weird to me because the people I'm closest to do it for their own impressions rather than for an audience, kind of. I think I've got the page how I want it, but I need to
As "I deserve it" presents recently, I bought myself a fine oblique stub nib for my Esterbrook pen, a pretty little dip pen, and a gold-filled Wahl Eversharp ringtop pen (like Joan Holloway) and mechanical pencil, BUT it's important to note that I stopped myself from buying a slightly used Visconti Venus in rose marble even though it's absolutely beautiful which cost more than the others put together, so well done on the whole.
I've also been cheering myself up with The Thief (I will be ready to read Thick as Thieves in six months or so, I reckon, since I need to reread everything) and paying super-close attention to all the double entendres. HIS MOUTH FALLS OPEN IN PATENT DISBELIEF BECAUSE IT'S NOT REAL DISBELIEF! HE'S HAPPY WITH HIS STREET ACCENT NOT OUT OF REVERSE SNOBBERY BUT BECAUSE HE'S SMUG THAT THEY CAN'T TELL IT'S FAKE! Megan Whalen Turner is such a genius.
Inside Hillary Clinton's Life after the Election
As staffers and friends began to melt down with shock and grief, Clinton, by all accounts, remained preternaturally calm. One staffer speculated that she was able to do so because she is a person who often expects the worst and does not trust the best: “It was an example of reality rising to meet her expectations.”
“I remember having conversations with her which were gut-wrenching to me,” says Mook of that night. “Saying to her, ‘The math isn’t there. It doesn’t look like we can win.’ She was so stoic about it. She immediately went into the mode of thinking, Okay, what do we do next?”
Speechwriters Dan Schwerin and Megan Rooney realized that they were going to have to produce a concession speech. Rooney had drafted one and stuck it in a drawer. As the evening wore on, they started working on it. By the time the results were certain, Clinton and her advisers felt that it was too late to make a speech; she wanted to consider carefully what she had to say, and went back and forth with her team about the stance to take toward Trump. When Schwerin and Rooney came to her suite at the Peninsula Hotel the next morning to go over the draft, Clinton was sitting in her bathrobe at the table. She had slept only briefly, but she was clear: She wanted to take a slightly more aggressive approach, focusing on the protection of democratic norms, and she wanted to emphasize the message to young girls, the passage that would become the heart of her speech.
As the pair of writers left her room and walked down the hall, Rooney turned to Schwerin and said, “That’s a president.” Schwerin remembers: “Because here, in this incredibly difficult moment, she was thinking calmly and rationally about what the country needs to hear.” Schwerin said that until then he had held it together. “But I kind of lost it then.”
And flashback, from the same writer, almost exactly a year ago:
There is an Indiana Jones–style, “It had to be snakes” inevitability about the fact that Donald Trump is Clinton’s Republican rival. Of course Hillary Clinton is going to have to run against a man who seems both to embody and have attracted the support of everything male, white, and angry about the ascension of women and black people in America. Trump is the antithesis of Clinton’s pragmatism, her careful nature, her capacious understanding of American civic and government institutions and how to maneuver within them. Of course a woman who wants to land in the Oval Office is going to have to get past an aggressive reality-TV star who has literally talked about his penis in a debate.
Even though I had a reasonably decent night's sleep last night.
Good meetings with people and good conversations, some tasty food, a panel that (I think) went fairly well even though it was in the room I hate, with the speakers on a platform and a spread-out audience, and cold. (One might also mention the single microphone that had to be handed back and forth among the panel.)
Also managed to get to a couple of other panels.
Was contemplating the Tiptree Auction but felt some recharge time alone was necessitated, May go to the parties for a little while, but am already feeling a bit that what a hedjog wants is a nice cup of Horlicks and a Nice Book to go with it.
Me: I'm not ready to be stuck streaming episodes yet!
Me: Oh, well. I guess I could try Parks and Rec, since I did happen to pick up the first three seasons at a Bookmobile garage sale fundraiser today. I mean, it is by some of the same people, and I've heard fantastic things about it. And it's complete, so there won't be any cliffhanger BS. I bet I'll love it!
Me: *puts first DVD in to play*
DVD: *immediately starts with documentary-style storytelling and shakycam footage*
Seriously though, shakycam style makes me feel dizzy :( I had to turn it off. And I guess I don't care much for fake-documentary-style storytelling either? IDK, it's like it's dancing right over a line between actual documentaries and reality TV that my brain insists shouldn't be crossed.
On the plus side, I got Petal Dance scanned and fixed up and almost ready to print, my Accessibility Dept sign is scanned and one-third colored, and my next coloring page, Own Tempo (or possibly Teeter Dance? Featuring a Spinda playing a tambourine), is finished inking, so that's some serious productivity right there :3b
Next up, drawing-wise: A butterfly Pokemon inspecting a flower-y Pokemon ("Sweet Scent"; I'm leaning towards Butterfree/Beautifly and Floette) and a better rough sketch for the charity auction poster.
Dear Rare Male Slash Writer,
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Wishing you well! This my first time participating, and I'm very excited!
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
OMG OMG OMG
This book is awesome.
It is full of lady pirates!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not sure I can be more coherent than that.
I laughed out loud multiple times. I cried multiple times. I cannot wait to start the third book, and I know for certain when I finish it, I will be pissed off that Lynch hasn't yet published the next four books promised in the series.
The plotting in these books is so masterful. I am in awe. And jealous.
Once again, I am left desperately wishing for an HBO series of these books to watch.
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I didn't think Imzy stood much of a chance but I wasn't expecting it to close less than a year out of beta. I was particularly surprised given that it had finally offered the ability to follow people as well as communities. However, given ever fewer flickers of life on the site as each month passed, the decision certainly makes sense. While it had a number of obstacles to use, really my feeling is that its fundamental mistake was at the beginning -- it required coding. ( Read more... )
2) Since the announcement a number of people have been sharing (or spamming) new social media sites looking for participants. That's been interesting to check out as well. One plus is that a number of people are going to take a look at DW. I'd really like to see that translate into community activity.
I've been checking out some other sites I've seen mentioned following Imzy's announcement, such as Snapzu (some interesting content shared, but all links elsewhere) but I haven't seen anything particularly compelling. Anyone else see potentially interesting new platforms?
3) Some recent stats on what happened with publishing in 2016. "We now live in a world where 69 percent of book sales — print, digital, and audio — are online and only 31% in brick-and-mortar stores. For kids books, fiction and non-fiction, that’s a bit under half. For adult books, fiction and non-fiction, that’s about three-quarters!" For "online" read largely Amazon. And now it's building brick and mortar shops too.
What's really interesting to see is how indie dominated categories get lumped into larger groupings, obscuring both their popularity and their numbers -- such as African American fiction.( Read more... )
I prefer things I can get as trade collections because there's pretty much zero chance I can afford to chase down individual comics. XD
(This has been brought to you by wasting time by reading Cyclops' TV Tropes page.)
Please join me in welcoming this Caturday’s Star Kit, Loki Poe. He is 9 weeks old from Petaluma, CA.
Loki Poe announced himself by walking straight up to the kennel bars by stepping on two other kittens to be seen! He lives to sit on my shoulder and sleep under my chin.
He is rambunctious, loving and follows us from room to room. I’ve had many kittens but Loki is by far the most loving, even-tempered little ball of fur I’ve ever seen!
I walked to evolve to: Jynx, Croconaw, Quilava, Meganium, Marowak, Kingler, Ninetails, and Wartortle.
My rock type catches to evolutions: Golem, Steelix, Rhydon, Omastar, Kabutops, Shuckle, and Magcargo.
I was able to evolve to Alakazam, thanks to my local nest.
And I caught a Yanma!
Recent egg hatches: Gligar! And enough Drowzee for a Hypno.
The Fair Fight by Anna Freeman. A novel about women boxers in late 1700s Bristol. Or so the blurb promises – in the end there was disappointingly little about boxing women, though I still really enjoyed the read.
The book alternates between three narrators. First we have Ruth, the younger, uglier daughter of a brothel madam. She's still a child when Mr Dryer, one of the gentlemen patrons of the brothel, witnesses her fighting with her sister and decides to train her up as a boxer; apparently women boxers were a relatively common thing at the time, though more often as a gimmick than as genuine fighters. One of her fans, a boy her age named Tom, eventually falls in love with her and marries her. All goes well until Mr Dryer decides that Tom has even more boxing potential than Ruth, and switches his attention to him instead, abandoning Ruth in the process.
The next narrator is George, a friend of Mr Dryer. George is extremely handsome, but shallow and fairly dumb, and is in a complicated sexual/romantic/possessive/fucked up relationship with a rich lord named Perry which began when they were childhood roommates at boarding school. Perry seems to regard the two of them as being in love; George treats it more as a handy way to relieve physical urges. However, life goes well enough for the two of them – at least until George decides that the way to solve the problem of their social status is for him to marry Perry's sister Charlotte, and Perry is consumed by jealous rage.
The last narrator is Charlotte herself, an extremely repressed, timid, and probably clinically depressed young woman who is handed off to marry Mr Dryer as a way for her brother to get rid of her. She eventually witnesses Ruth boxing and becomes friends with her, and models herself on Ruth's confidence as a way of reclaiming her life.
And then a bunch more stuff happens, but I don't want to spoil the plot too much. It's a very entertaining book, with lots of rich sensory detail to the writing and a fascinating investigation into the role of gender and class in the setting. The narrators are all complex and likeable, and I very much enjoyed spending time with each of them.
My main complaints are structural. While George was a fun character and I can't say that I wish he wasn't a narrator, I'm not really sure what his sections added to the overall book. Ruth and Charlotte's stories dovetail nicely together, and then George is just sort of over in the corner, doing his own thing. Plus, as I said above, there's not actually all that much about women boxing; most of what there is happens in backstory, while the main plot of the book is actually about Tom's boxing career.
But nonetheless it was a book that was very much right up my alley, and I totally hope Freeman goes on to write more.
City Folk and Country Folk by Sofia Khvoshchinskaya, translation by Nora Seligman Favorov. Written in Russian in the 1860s and just now translated into English for the first time, this novel is a light satire to accompany the serious philosophy of contemporaries like Dostoyevsky or Tolstoy.
The plot: Nastasya Ivanovna is a member of the rural lower gentry, a widow living contentedly with her teenage daughter Olenka. Their summer is interrupted when a distant relative, Anna Ilinishna, comes to live with them, and a rich neighbor, Erast Sergeyevich Ovcharov, decides to move into their bathhouse. Anna Ilinishna has spent most of her life living with various princesses in Moscow, and is widely renowned for her religious faith and ability to call down miracles with her prayers. She spends her time in their house sulking and trying to convince witnesses that she's being horrendously mistreated. Ovcharov is an intellectual writer who usually spends his summers travelling to various fashionable European resorts and is only in the countryside because he's decided he needs to drink fresh whey daily for his health. He's convinced that his presence is the philosophical, urbane, and enlightened light come to change everyone's lives: from his serfs to Nastasya Ivanovna to Olenka, who he is of course sure is in love with him and his cutting-edge clothes. In reality Olenka thinks he's a boring old man with weird habits, but Ovcharov is spectacularly bad at realizing this. He also tends to conveniently change his political theories to go along with whoever is flattering him at that moment.
It's a very fun book, and is a completely charming antidote to classic Russian literature (at least of the sort that gets read in the US). My one complaint is that the ending felt very abrupt, but when your only problem is that you wanted to spend more time with the characters, you know it's a good book.
I read this as an ARC via NetGalley.
Mount TBR update: 18
What are you currently reading?
In the Name of the Family by Sarah Dunant. Yes, I know: why am I reading the sequel to Borgia book when I didn't like the first one? Because sometimes I request things off of Netgalley before I really think it through. :(