all the movies in my head

Jul. 7th, 2015 06:40 pm
[personal profile] musesfool
One of the things I did over the weekend was watch Grantchester, which was easy because there's only 6 episodes, and sad because now I have no more episodes to watch and I loved it a lot.

I highly recommend it if you are at all interested in English cozy mysteries featuring a super hot vicar with PTSD (and maybe a small drinking problem) and his BFF policeman, who is played by Robson Green. It's lovely and melancholy and feels well-lived-in despite the small number of episodes. I enjoyed the secondary characters: the disapproving housekeeper, Mrs. Maguire; Leonard, the closeted curate who looks like Pee-wee Herman; Amanda, the lady that Sidney, the above-mentioned vicar, is in love with.

[personal profile] raven does a much better job selling it here, and the comments of her post led me here, to a post about "Grantchester's take on masculinity in post-WWII Britain." (Oh, yeah, the show's set in the early 1950s in the titular town of Grantchester.) [personal profile] alethia also has some good posts about the show in her Grantchester tag.

It aired earlier this year on PBS in the US, and it's available on Amazon, though not for free.



Jul. 7th, 2015 05:46 pm
[personal profile] james_davis_nicoll
Has picked which book I review on Sunday. Have fun speculating which Disco Era book I have in mind.

I am keeping this firmly in mind

Jul. 7th, 2015 12:47 pm
[personal profile] badgerbag
No matter what hurt we are going through right now I firmly believe that we have all contributed to making many good things and have done good work. That work has been worth a lot. It was worth doing. It wasn't perfect and it hurt people along the way including all of us. I know no one wanted that. And including many times perpetuating the harms we were trying to counteract. We made mistakes and keep making them. The work stands as good for many people. I look at many many flowerings of new orgs and energy and publications and know that we are in the geneology of it (like in skud's talk about GF's origins and roots and inspirations, we are now in that chain) That good energy and effect can't be denied. Our flaws individually and collectively don't invalidate that. And they will carry on doing some good things. I feel sure of it.

To the shark and the sheering gull

Jul. 7th, 2015 03:12 pm
[personal profile] sovay
My poem "Σειρήνοιϊν" is now available in the latest issue of Uncanny Magazine. The first half of the issue is already live, following the traditional first-Tuesday-of-the-month model; my poem will become freely available in August along with the rest of the second half. If you want to read it before then, subscribe! It was written for [ profile] elisem. The title means "of the two Sirens" in Homeric Greek.
[personal profile] telophase
Spent the weekend at my mother's house, giving her the big photo tour of Japan (because we hadn't seen her since NOVEMBER AAAAGGGHHH), and then, as she is considering downsizing even more, going through a bunch of old photos and scrapbooks and various mementos of family (and people we don't even remember!). And then loading a selection of those, and half of her cookbook collection, into our car to take home.

As a result of all of this, which involved a lot of talking, my throat has been strained and is now sore. I haven't gone into full laryngitis, and my goal is to prevent myself from doing that by not talking whenever possible. (Oddly, as a child in Tanzania I wold periodically cause laryngitis in myself by sticking my head out of the window of the car and keeping my mouth open as we drove. I think I liked the sensation--of air entering my mouth, not the laryngitis. Perhaps I was a strange child.)

Anyway, there's one box that I haven't fully gone through which contains some old photos--either tintypes or daguerreotypes. I am not sure how to tell them apart, but I can tell they're the kind that will fade when exposed to light, so I need to ponder the best way to keep them preserved.

In other news, I killed a large silverfish in the bathroom last night. Am 99% convinced it came home with us in these old boxes. Call to exterminator on the schedule to ensure we don't get a population of these things started.

Also, here is a photo of the Bewick's wren that hangs out near our house. It was finally caught by the spycam.
Read more... )

Magic Mike XXL

Jul. 7th, 2015 08:43 am
[personal profile] oracne
I saw Magic Mike XXL last night and found it entertaining, mostly in a "they totally went for the goofy, didn't they?" way.

It was definitely less of a downer than the first one, but it still had a few downer moments scattered throughout, like little reminders from the first movie that being a male entertainer is not the best job security in the world. And though Mike has achieved his dream of having his own custom furniture business, he's still struggling to pay for his single employee's insurance. Thanks for the reality downer, guys!

I was in it for the dancing and the pretty men, both of which I got in spades. I was pleased there was some representation of larger women, or at least much better than I would have expected. Also women of color, because the big set piece in the subscription club Domina (owned by Jada Pinkett Smith's character Rome) seemed almost exclusively for people of color. Women were shown in positions of power throughout the movie, which I also liked. And there was a segment with older women, played partly for laughs and partly not.

I did enjoy the dancing, but apparently, I don't find it so sexy I forget everything. As in, I want to watch, but I don't think I would enjoy, in real life, dancers in my face. Awkward! And I kept realizing, "in a real situation, a dancer wouldn't be allowed to scoop you up and flip you over and do acrobatics with you," because, potential for accidents, and liability issues. Maybe I need to work on my suspension of disbelief.

Haiku: "Radix"

Jul. 7th, 2015 08:31 am
[personal profile] jjhunter
Originally written in response to a haiku by [personal profile] manifold, which breathed the beating heart out of me until I sprung words to meet its courage.

dwell in difficult
awful truth: one can go on
awe: one can go on

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How Are You? (in Haiku)

Jul. 7th, 2015 08:30 am
[personal profile] jjhunter
Pick a thing or two that sums up how you're doing today, this week, in general, and tell me about it in the 5-7-5 syllables of a haiku. I will leave anonymous comments screened unless otherwise asked; feel free to use this to leave private comments if that's what you're most comfortable with.


Signal-boosting much appreciated!

Storms are always on the sea

Jul. 7th, 2015 01:40 am
[personal profile] sovay
Today's new experience: scavenging art. On my way home from the library plus half-hour detour to visit [ profile] rushthatspeaks (and [ profile] gaudior, who got home about five minutes after I arrived), I found a painting on the curb of Highland Avenue. Its colors were striking and its style looked weirdly like some fictional paintings I have described. I called [ profile] derspatchel to get a second opinion on whether its owner would want it back—he didn't think so; it was in the traditional location of colorful discards whose former owners are hoping someone else will have a soft spot for them—and then I carried it home by the hanging wire. It is currently propped in our stairwell while we figure out what to do with it. I have never trash-picked art before.

I think it's done in acrylics, although I would appreciate an assessment from someone with a better knowledge of paints than myself. It's signed with the initials "EH" or "EN" and the year "04" and it does not look like professional work, but I have no other idea of its provenance. It got my attention by being so heavily sculpted in wave-blues and sea-greens that the paint stands off the canvas in whorls and ridges; there is an outlined bare-bones boat-shape in black with a steamlike white plume above it and two circles underneath. The left-hand one is deep red and looks like a sun, with bits and flares of red breaking off into the sea-colored paint. The right-hand one is the problem; it is approximately the color of Silly Putty and I cannot figure out if it was an intended effect that dramatically failed or an error of judgment that the artist never amended or what even happened. The few lines of mustard-yellow spiraling within it do not help. It's not just that it's a bad color, although it is—it doesn't go with the vibrant rest of the painting at all. I am genuinely considering vandalizing the canvas by repainting it some more congruent shade (although then I'll feel stupid if the original turns out to be the equivalent of a Jackson Pollack at a yard sale).1 I still took the whole thing home and have asked Rob to take a picture tomorrow in good light so that I can post it.

It's not that I'm having the world's most interesting dreams lately, but they are not my usual kind of boring dreams. Last night I dreamed of watching something like Game of Thrones in that it was a gritty succession struggle with multiple players and no clear winner, but the medieval-ish cultures were visibly Asian-derived and the contested territories were all islands, renamed every time they changed hands. (There were still dragons. That was pretty cool.) The night before that, I dreamed that I was working overtime for an office job, evenings and weekends, exhausted and constantly being handed new assignments, and at the end of the month I was told that the company couldn't afford to employ me any longer—too many people in the office had spent too much money ordering ice cream and I was devastated because I had never once bought ice cream with my coworkers, I brought my own lunches, I couldn't afford anything else. (A situation which bears no resemblance to my waking life, of course.) Before that, I had the very unpleasant experience of dreaming that someone I knew in real life was implicated in the disappearance of a woman in a landscape of bogs and wet forests, and it took me about a day of being awake not to feel awkward toward them. (That was more annoying than anything else.) There was one more I wanted to record, but I can't call it to mind now. It was the same kind of awkwardly mundane. Eventually I will have to start dreaming more normal things again; I always have before. I feel fundamentally better when my dreams have either a weird narrative or monumental architecture.

I really want to be writing a new story, but I feel like I don't think in fiction anymore. [ profile] shweta_narayan has been very helpful in reminding me that this is the effect of stress and exhaustion on creativity, but it's still very frustrating. I owe [ profile] lesser_celery a story about trees and [ profile] asakiyume has recently made me think of crows.

1. Just as I was about to post this entry, I remembered a scene from Susan Cooper's Greenwitch (1974): "'I'm going,' Barney said, moving one step backwards. 'Why green, up in that top corner, though? Why not blue? Or a better kind of green?' He was distressed by a lurid zig-zag of a particularly nasty shade, a yellowy, mustard-like green which drew the eye away from the rest of the picture . . . He said to himself rebelliously, 'But that colour was all wrong.'" Rob asked if I thought the painting had a ghost when I expressed some curiosity that anyone had put it out on the curb, but it didn't occur to me to worry about spells.

Readercon schedule, corrected

Jul. 6th, 2015 11:39 pm
[personal profile] yhlee
(They originally gave me mixed-up days/dates.)

Thursday July 09
8:00 PM CR The Games We Play.
Erik Amundsen, Yoon Ha Lee, Alex Shvartsman, Romie Stott (leader), Gregory Wilson.

Video games and tabletop games are an influential part of our imaginative lives. Are there times when you're reading a book and feel the game mechanics too clearly beneath the prose? Or do you enjoy imagining what a character's stats might look like? We'll look at tie-in books (like R.A. Salvatore's Chronicles of Drizzt and David Gaider's Dragon Age prequels), book-based games (like The Black Cauldron, Lord of the Rings, and the Mists of Avalon–influenced Conquests of Camelot), and the pleasure of reading gaming sourcebooks.

Friday July 10

11:30 AM ENV Reading: Yoon Ha Lee.

Yoon Ha Lee reads an excerpt from Ninefox Gambit, a forthcoming novel.

7:00 PM CL Kaffeeklatsch. Yoon Ha Lee, Shira Lipkin.

(I'm irritated that they list me as "Yoon Lee" instead of my rightful Korean name, goddammit, so I put the "Ha" back into the copypasta. Because I am ridiculous about petty things.)

Readercon Upcoming

Jul. 6th, 2015 09:45 pm
[personal profile] malkingrey
Which we're going to be doing on a relaxacon basis; also, on an extremely attenuated shoestring, thanks to the continuing necessity of paying off the winter electric bill, and the current absence of an editing gig.

Nevertheless, I'm looking forward to the road trip, and to the nice air-conditioned hotel, and to the Viable Paradise dinner, and to the possibility, should the budget stretch that far, of viewing a summer blockbuster at the Burlington Cinema 10.

San Diego Comic-Con

Jul. 6th, 2015 10:10 pm
[personal profile] qian

Somewhat to my own bemusement, I am going to be at San Diego Comic-Con this year. Penguin Random House are giving out free galleys of Sorcerer to the Crown and if you swing by booths #1514-1515 at the following times, you can get them signed by me!

Friday, 10 July, 2.00 – 3.00 pm — Del Rey booth signing with Naomi Novik (Booth #1515)

Naomi will be signing His Majesty’s Dragon and I will be nobly refraining from telling her/everyone all my favourite parts of Uprooted.

Saturday, 11 July, 11.00 am – 12.00 pm — Penguin booth signing (Booth #1514)

I think I’m on my own for this one. ^_^;;

Come say hi if you’ll be there!

Mirrored from Zen Cho.

[personal profile] musesfool
To Get a Dirty Job Done (The Redheaded Woman Remix)
DCU; Dick/Steph; adult; 1,880 words
Dick and Steph go undercover at a masked ball and things get a little hot and heavy.

Remix of Redheads Have More Fun by [personal profile] amathela. Title from Springsteen. Pre-reboot. Thanks to Nichole & Laura for turning it around so quickly. Or read it at AO3.

It takes a redheaded woman / To get a dirty job done )


Feedback is always appreciated.


I can always tell

Jul. 6th, 2015 02:44 pm
[personal profile] james_davis_nicoll
When a BNA mentions my site...
[personal profile] musesfool
If Only Tonight We Could Sleep (The Alien Clone Hybrid Trance Mix)
DCU; Tim/Kon; adult; contains: light bondage; 1,600 words
Even drifting in and out of sleep, Kon keeps an ear out for his teammates, and for Tim in particular.

Remix of Hold Me by Teaotter. Pre-reboot. Title from The Cure. Thanks to [personal profile] snacky for looking it over. Or read it at AO3.

If Only Tonight We Could Sleep )


Feedback is adored.

[personal profile] musesfool
There Is a Light That Never Goes Out (The Pleasure, The Privilege Is Mine)
Captain America; Steve/Bucky; g; 1,650 words
Steve reluctantly attends Tony's New Year's Eve party, but is glad he did when Natasha brings him a gift.

Remix of There's a light (at the end of this tunnel) by [ profile] seratonation. Thanks to [personal profile] laurificus for looking it over. Title from the Smiths. This is set after Age of Ultron but ignores rumors about Civil War. Or read it at AO3.

Take me out tonight / Because I want to see people and / I want to see life )


Feedback is always welcome.


Shoreline of Infinity Issue One f/t

Jul. 6th, 2015 09:55 am
[personal profile] james_davis_nicoll

We feature brand new science fiction stories from writers from all over the world; we have an interview with Charles Stross; first in a regular column by Steve Green; a story competition; SF Caledonia, with a science fiction story from John Buchan; and reviews of recently and to be published books—including The Annihilation Score by the aforementioned Charles Stross.

Plus, we have fantastic original artwork to accompany each story.

              T.  F.  M.  Mu.  F/T
Fiction.     10.  2.  8.       0.2
Non-fiction.  9.  0.  3.   6.  0.0
Total.       19.  2. 11.   6.  0.1

Sore From Sleeping in a Bed

Jul. 6th, 2015 09:08 am
[personal profile] oracne
I am really tired and stiff today. I didn't work out over the weekend, but I did roughly twice my usual amount of walking on both Friday and Saturday, some of it while carrying a folding chair and an umbrella. I had planned to skip the gym tonight anyway, since I'd thought I'd be across town, and go to a movie. I can still do a movie.

I had been looking forward to getting out of the office for jury duty today, but I called the automated service last night and found out I'd been excused. So back at dayjob today. On the other hand, I can look forward to seven straight work days off, starting Thursday.

I'm pretty much packed for Readercon, aside from finally settling everything in its place in the suitcase. I have basic notes for each of my panels, and plan to add more.

My reading for the rest of the month will be centered on a couple of galleys, one for Bookspan and the other for PW, both due at the beginning of August.

Now I must go do nitpicky dayjob things about which I have a severe lack of enthusiasm.


Jul. 5th, 2015 08:42 pm
[personal profile] badgerbag
I have shingles as of thursday night. Only realized that's what it was on Friday evening. Got a house call doctor (this was amazing) and antivirals and prednisone.

Not sure about the prednisone but i'm taking it anyway. I read a lot of papers on saturday off medline. jury is out on prednisone. the acyclovir pills make me gag and retch (they are just too big and have ... edges. why!!!) Will see a doctor from my regular practice tomorrow and I think it will be best to switch antivirals to something smaller that doesn't make me barf and cry 5 times a day.

On vicodin. It is very painful. Vicodin is not always enough but I am going to try and keep it to that. alternating with tramadol.

It is around my waist in a stripe, on the left, i think t7-ish (lower ribs)
[personal profile] sovay
And this year was a very busy, but very fun Fourth of July. Including myself and [ profile] derspatchel, eleven people showed up to my parents' house for the traditional hand-churning of strawberry ice cream and grilling, if not all, then at least most of the things; a respectable majority of the above plus people who hadn't been able to make the afternoon later reunited to watch the fireworks from Prospect Hill Park. They were an especially nice display this year. I am still coughing from an insect I inhaled while walking up Walnut Street, but at least we weren't rained on. I am extremely tired, however, and so all of these notes are brief.

1. My poem "Firebrands" has been accepted by Through the Gate. This is the poem that exists because Warlock (1989) reminded me of my husband's family connection to the Salem witch trials: one of his ancestors was Nicholas Noyes, officiating minister at the trials—and executions—and later an inspiration for Nathaniel Hawthorne. It has Yiddish in it, because why shouldn't it?

2. I should have posted when the table of contents for Wilde Stories 2015 was revealed, but copies are now on sale and the book itself is forthcoming this month! It reprints my story "The True Alchemist," originally published in Not One of Us #51 and dedicated to [ profile] ashlyme.

3. Earlier this afternoon I saw King Vidor's The Big Parade (1925) with live music at the Somerville Theatre. John Gilbert had such an interesting face! I'd never seen him before: clean-shaven, not yet thirty years old, he has a lanky, quizzical face that goes along with his springy body; he does a weird, wonderful piece of physical comedy interacting with Renée Adorée while he has a barrel over his head (he's on his way to construct a field shower) that would have earned him my admiration even without the later scene in which chewing gum plays a central role in their courtship. He's good-looking, but I wouldn't have said conventionally so; he has a profile like Lloyd Alexander and he can look as bewildered as a comedian just by raising his brows. I think his mustache must have given him some of the distinction of his time. As with Ronald Colman, I suspect I'll like him better without it.

It's not surprising that the film itself reminded me of Raoul Walsh's What Price Glory? (1926), because both movies were adapted from source material by Laurence Stallings; the later film is more consistently, cynically comedic and more of a buddy picture than a romance, but they share a determinedly anti-romantic view of warfare, undercutting the flag-waving idealism of "going over" with the horror and humor of the realities. The boys enlist amid the cheers of the crowd and the embraces of patriotic women and the first thing their company does on arriving at their billet in France—the farmhouse in Champillon where Gilbert's Jim and Adorée's Melisande will meet—is literally shovel shit. Army life in the first half of the film is narrated by the recurring refrain of "You're in the Army Now" (the intertitles read "You'll never get rich, / You son-of-a-gun," but the marching soldiers are singing the version that rhymes) and the bored doughboys get themselves in more trouble with the French locals than they look forward to fighting "Fritzie." Once the action shifts to the front, there's a dramatic night scene in no man's land, lit hellishly by exploding shells and mortar fire, but first there's an interminable daytime push through German-occupied woods, sunlit, eerily empty except for the corpses in the grass, slow and fatalistic as a dream. Pinned down in a shell-hole with a young German soldier he shot, our hero gives his last cigarette to the pathetically wounded man—and when his enemy dies after barely a puff, pragmatically retrieves the cigarette from the dead man's mouth and finishes it himself. Isaac Rosenberg would be proud. The entire movie is like this, not so much avoiding all of the conventional beats as making sure to give equal or greater time to the less familiar ones; it's a surprisingly effective defense against melodrama, especially considering the archetypal scope of the plot. (The film runs 141 minutes, which I realized only afterward while trying to figure out where my afternoon had gone.) For every thematically significant, spectacularly filmed moment like the desperate parting of Jim and Melisande in the dust-raising chaos of American troops moving out or Jim's scream of despair and fury in the blasted night of no man's land, there's another where Vidor's camera just appears to be hanging out, looking around while two people with a language barrier flirt via pocket dictionary or two doughboys shower happily butt-naked, unaware of the French farmgirl watching them with amusement. Even moments of sentiment are unusually done—the image of a war-wounded G.I. enfolded in his tearful mother's arms is an invitation to schmaltz, but the memories of his childhood that flash in montage through her mind, the quick, curious, whole child who had no idea what was in store for his youth, are not. I can see how it set the template for both anti-war pictures and war epics to follow. I don't think it can be an ancestor of Jean Renoir's The River (1951), since that's based on the 1946 novel by Rumer Godden, but some elements of the ending make it feel like it should be.

At this point I should probably look for Gilbert in some of his iconic "Great Lover" roles—he starred several times opposite Greta Garbo, with whom he had legendary chemistry onscreen and off—but I confess I am more interested by his unsuccessful sound films, now that the myth of his unsuitable voice has been comprehensively debunked. Downstairs (1932) sounds like an amazingly nasty comedy of manners and the three minutes I could find of Fast Workers (1933) really intrigue me. This resolution sponsored by my supportive backers at Patreon.

P.S. Courtesy of [ profile] strange_selkie: 1776 gifsets. Huzzah, John.

Styling Help?

Jul. 5th, 2015 07:20 pm
[personal profile] jesse_the_k
Apologies if you've been looking at my journal this afternoon.

I have been cluelessly dinking around with the styles, attempting to make it look the way I want.

I have no wizzywig editor, and NO IDEA what I'm doing.

If any reader cared to hold my hand on this, I would be exceptionally grateful.

/diving back down the rabbit hole.


Jul. 5th, 2015 07:18 pm
[personal profile] malkingrey
It's one of those times when I'm missing the heyday of BtVs, and later of Supernatural, fandom. (SPN seasons 1-5 was very much My Show; I still have more wallpapers and fanmixes on my hard drive for it than for anything else. But after Kripke's departure, the show lost its tight thematic focus -- Kripke had, so far as I can guess, told the story he wanted to tell-- and while I stayed with the show for another four seasons before losing interest, at its post-season-five best it was still only good television, not great television.)

Now there's no one show for the discussion to focus on -- instead, we have almost a surfeit of choices. Which is good in one way, but bad in another, in that with so many different shows to watch, there's not as much inclination toward close viewing and intense speculation and meta-commentary for any one program. The shared-obsession effect is diluted.

The rise of Tumblr and Twitter didn't help either, since neither platform is particularly suited to in-depth back-and-forth discussion, but I do think that if there had been a big fandom-obsessing show on the level of The X-Files, or BtVs/Angel, or SPN, some way of having those discussions would have evolved to meet the need.

Kitchen Recipe Log: Pasta With Yum

Jul. 5th, 2015 06:27 pm
[personal profile] jjhunter
Adaptation of Pasta With Goat Cheese and Basil Oil.

On top of leftover wheat penne reheated with goat cheese: diced onion sauteed with bacon bits, with sliced yellow squash and chunks of sugar snap peas added in at a delay; ~ 1 cup of fresh minced basil; black pepper.
[personal profile] musesfool
I posted birthday fic for Steve yesterday:

I want to take a breath that's true (at AO3)
Captain America; Steve/Bucky; g; 2,225 words
In which Steve and Bucky have breakfast in Central Park and hash out some stuff.

And [ profile] reena_jenkins posted podfic of "This Carnival Life", which is the Steve/Bucky birthday story I wrote in 2012!

And remix reveals are up, so here are the three I wrote:

There Is a Light That Never Goes Out (The Pleasure, The Privilege Is Mine)
Captain America; Steve/Bucky; g; 1,650 words
Steve reluctantly attends Tony's New Year's Eve party, but is glad he did when Natasha brings him a gift.
Remix of There's a light (at the end of this tunnel) by [ profile] seratonation.

This was my original assignment, and my remix technique, if you want to call it that, was to take an AU and make it canon-compliant instead. Which is a perfectly valid remix strategy, though one that usually goes in the opposite direction (i.e., making something an AU of some sort). Once I realized I could do that, the story basically wrote itself. (The first thing I came up with was terrible and I wanted to shoot myself in the face while writing it, so this was a much happier experience for me. And I like how it turned out, too.) I figured the title would give me away, or at least Thor's cameo, because I love writing Thor showing up, saying awesome things, and then departing like the swank prince of Asgard that he is.

This is going to either sound like whining or bragging, and it's not intended to be anything except an example of how weird remix is in terms of feedback, but this story, after a week of being public, has the following box score: Comments: 3 Kudos: 19 Hits: 103. It's the hits here that really fascinate me, because that seems more in line with the days prior to CATWS, when it was me and like eight other people dedicated to writing the pairing. Compare it to a story I posted at 2 pm yesterday: Comments: 14 Kudos: 216 Bookmarks: 25 Hits: 1062. Ten times more hits and kudos! Almost five times more comments! (though comments are so ridiculously rare these days I almost feel like those numbers say nothing.)

But remix has always been this way. Several years in a row while I was still modding it, I made a post in the middle of the anonymous week reminding people that remix is a low feedback ficathon, and except for the handful of stories that break out and get recced, it remains the case this year as well. I don't know why. I've never known why - is it the remix concept? The anonymity? The lack of recs? Or is it just the weird nature of feedback in general? I don't think I'll ever know the answer, but I think about the question a lot during remix.

And the other two stories I wrote, both last minute pinch hits:

If Only Tonight We Could Sleep (The Alien Clone Hybrid Trance Mix)
DCU; Tim/Kon; adult; contains: light bondage; 1,600 words
Even drifting in and out of sleep, Kon keeps an ear out for his teammates, and for Tim in particular.
Remix of Hold Me by [ profile] Teaotter.

I thought this one was obviously me too, just going by the title. Writing this sent me on a Tim/Kon rereading spiral. I still don't understand why DC didn't make them canon. I still have the desire for ALL the Tim/Kon trope fic, though more the desire to have written it than the drive to actually write any of it. Sigh. #otp: you'll always be my robin

To Get a Dirty Job Done (The Redheaded Woman Remix)
DCU; Dick/Steph; adult; 1,880 words
Dick and Steph go undercover at a masked ball and things get a little hot and heavy.
Remix of Redheads Have More Fun by [personal profile] amathela.

This was written at literally the last moment possible, and mostly because there should be more Dick/Steph in the world. And also a so obviously me title. Because titles are hard, so when you find a method that works, stick with it.

I will likely post them all to DW/LJ for archiving purposes in the next few days.


I went for a pedicure this afternoon - last time I got Essie's Hide and Go Chic, which I really liked, but I couldn't find it again, so I chose Essie's Spun in Luxe, which looks like a shimmery midnight blue in the bottle and mostly looks black on, which is kind of a disappointment. (if I wanted black, I'd have chosen black!) Oh well, I'll know better next time.

I spent yesterday watching 1776 which was awesome as always, and Yankee Doodle Dandy, which I hadn't seen since I was a kid and which I can't really recommend. I mean, the songs are iconic, but mostly I just got tired while I was watching it. Cagney gives a tour de force performance, though, as much as I found the character irritating.


I aten't deid

Jul. 5th, 2015 08:31 pm
[personal profile] the_shoshanna
not fallen in a glacial crevasse, not flambéed in a volcanic eruption, not pecked to death by puffins. Blogging (and the mental concentration it needs) has been derailed by RL shenanigans. But today we hiked roughly twelve km/seven and a half miles, getting astounding views of a glacier and associated lake of glacial meltwater studded with with icebergs and also getting to walk up to within about twenty feet of the glacial mass itself (sadly, the meltwater cut us off from being able to actually touch the ice face, but if we'd had waders we could totally have done it). We also had stunning vistas out over the glacial floodplain to the sea; when one of the many volcanoes under the ice erupts, of course it flash-melts tons of ice, producing immensely destructive flash floods across the countryside. Honestly, it's amazing settlers stuck it out in this country! I got just about blown off my feet at the top of the mountain. We goggled at columnar bssalt; when basaltic lava cools the right way, it forms long hexagonal columns, and Svartifoss waterfall tumbles down through a seventy- or eighty-foot-high grotto of them that looks like god's own organ. (The musical instrument, you perverts.) And tonight we had shots of Brennevin, Icelandic aquavit flavored with anise caraway, and Vatnajökull beer, brewed from local glacial melt and flavored with local wild thyme, and also I had salmon on my pizza.

Tomorrow is a long travel day back to Reykjavik, with a stop along the way to visit a geothermal power station, which I'm looking forward to. Then we have Tuesday morning free, and leave for the airport at 2:00. It's been lovely, but I'm ready to go home.

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Jul. 5th, 2015 01:26 pm
[personal profile] phi
Doing epic laundry now. Spain was awesome. My favorite bit was the week I spent with friends on a boat, just lazing around, swimming, and having communal dinners in the cockpit, but I really glad Mike and I stayed longer to do sightseeing too. Al-Hambra was magnificent, Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Familia is the only massive cathedral I've ever seen that I found aesthetically appealing, and live flamenco dancing in the caves of Andalucia was inspiring. Some pictures are public on facebook for folks who have my wallet name account friended; I'll get some more up somewhere I can link from LJ/DW soonish.

Anyway, my real reason for posting today is a poll (sorry LJers; this post is public though so you can vote on DW if you want. Or just reply in comments.) Salong Betong, a famous tattoo parlor in Sweden, now has a shop inside the security zone in Stockholm airport. I'm really considering making sure that the next time I travel to Europe or Asia, my flight goes through Stockholm so I can get a tattoo in an airport.

Poll #16820 Stockhold Tattoo
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 6

Is this the most ridiculous idea I've ever had?

0 (0.0%)

5 (83.3%)

This is so ridiculous I can't even
1 (16.7%)

Answer exceeds 2-b. I will elaborate in comments.
1 (16.7%)

If you answered no above, what is the most ridiculous idea I've ever had?

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Jul. 5th, 2015 10:17 am
[personal profile] kate_nepveu

I have to start generating draft post link dumps as I post things to G+.

On movies:

You should be reading Wesley Morris, who won a Pulitzer Prize for his movie criticism, regardless of whether you want to see the movies he's writing about. Here he is about the truly appalling Ted 2:

For people of color, some aspect of friendship with white people involves an awareness that you could be dropped through a trapdoor of racism at any moment, by a slip of the tongue, or at a campus party, or in a legislative campaign. But it’s not always anticipated. You don’t expect the young white man who’s been seated alongside you in a house of worship to take your life because you’re black. Nor do you expect that a movie about an obscene teddy bear would invoke a sexual stereotype forced upon you the way Kunta Kinte was forced to become “Toby” [in Roots].

And as a palate cleanser, his review of Magic Mike XXL.

The AV Club's Random Roles series is almost always great. Here's Diana Riggs, who I've never even seen on screen and who I now want to be when I grow up.

I also love their Expert Witness series; here's a recent one on being a second-unit director on Hollywood blockbusters and one I somehow missed on from a camera operator on the Puppy Bowl.

On TV:

I don't watch Penny Dreadful but [ profile] glvalentine's recaps of it are worthy of live-blogging on their own. The one about the most recent episode contains such gems as "Somehow opting not to just go full Gothic and have sex in front of the corpse" and "(He had so much trouble just facing his mother’s death that he made three more people. Then he had sex with at least one of them. The man is troubled.)"

I also don't watch Parks and Recreation (though I'm considering it), but I suspect fans of it would like this vid by [personal profile] such_heights.

On books:

This review of For Such a Time by Kate Breslin makes you wonder how on Earth anyone could possibly think that it was a good idea. (Content notes: Holocaust, dubcon.)

Palate cleanser: absolutely hilarious Imperial Radch AU by Rachel Swirsky.


@AcademicsSay: The Story Behind a Social-Media Experiment, an interesting look at the growth of that Twitter account and what the academic behind it decided to do with the social capital it had.

Yakhchāls: "By 400 BCE, Persian engineers had mastered the technique of storing ice in the middle of summer in the desert."

A Mostly Accurate Norse God Family Tree, in comic form, with research notes. A.K.A., "TIL that Odin's grandparent was a cow."

The Poet Laureate of Fan Fiction, an interview with someone whose work was appropriated by Supernatural fandom.

Did my boyfriend just get married? on AskMetaFilter; search the poster's username for updates.

What This Cruel War Was Over, the meaning of the Confederate flag in the plain words of those who bore it.

Readercon schedule

Jul. 5th, 2015 08:56 am
[personal profile] kate_nepveu
I'm excited, except for the bit where it's already nearly here, ugh, where does the time go?

I don't have my Safety Committee schedule yet, so I can't make plans to see people, but if you're going and I don't already know, please tell me!

Friday July 10 - 2:00 PM - ENL - The Parental Undertones of Fannishness.
Toni Kelner, Kate Nepveu, Jennifer Pelland, Diane Weinstein (leader).
After the first Peter Capaldi episode of Doctor Who aired, Jet Cuthbertson (@Jet_Heather) tweeted, "Hard to sum up my feelings towards #DrWho- at once completely critical, but protective & adoring. Condemning, but desperate for another fix." This summarizes the conflicting urges that drive many fans to create fanfiction and fan art with the goal of improving a book or show that they find simultaneously appealing and insufficient. But it also sounds like a description of parenting: protective and loving, eager to see achievement that matches potential, critical of shortcomings, concerned about conflicts between the parent's goals for the child and the child's own ambitions. What leads fans to take on this parental role with the works they love? Is it appropriate and respectful, or literally paternalistic? How does it mesh with the parental feelings that creators often have for their own works? And what can fans learn from the struggles and successes of parents?

Friday July 10 - 7:00 PM - ENL - Recent Fiction Book Club: Persona.
Victoria Janssen, Kate Nepveu (leader), Fran Wilde.
In a world where diplomacy has become celebrity, a young ambassador survives an assassination attempt and must join with an undercover paparazzo in a race to save her life, spin the story, and secure the future of her young country in this near-future political thriller. For author Genevieve Valentine, restraint is a mode of composition, both in the beautifully understated sparsity of her prose and in her protagonists' taut, tense stillness. In Persona, where the degree to which one has or has not smiled reveals or conceals a wealth of information, restraint is crucial to a Face's survival. Persona brings up questions of identity and celebrity, managing to be a tense, carefully wrought thriller while still nodding and winking at the camera. You'll never look at a red carpet the same way again.

Saturday July 11 - 10:00 AM - F - Successfully Writing About Horrible Things.
Mike Allen, Catt Kingsgrave, Shira Lipkin, Kate Nepveu (leader), Patty Templeton.
If you're not writing horror but your plot calls for something horrific to happen to a character, how do you handle it? You might go overboard and be detailed to the point of undermining or derailing the narrative, or might be so vague that the horrific event has little effect on the reader or the story. A reader who's been through a similar experience might be offended or distressed by a description of awfulness that's lurid, gratuitous, clichéd, or bland. What strategies can writers use to help readers empathize with the characters' suffering and build stories that respectfully handle the consequences of terrible events, without falling into these traps?

Sunday July 12 - 12:00 PM - ENL - Fandom and Rebellion.
Gemma Files, Catt Kingsgrave, Kate Nepveu (leader), A. J. Odasso, Ann Tonsor Zeddies.
ifeelbetterer on Tumblr writes, "No one is more critical of art than fandom. No one is more capable of investigating the nuances of expression than fandom—because it's a vast multitude pooling resources and ideas. Fandom is about correcting the flaws and vices of the original. It's about protest and rebellion, essentially.... Fandom is not worshipping at the alter of canon. Fandom is re-building it because they can do better." Our panel of creators and fans will dig into the notion of when, why, how, and whether fan works and remixes are "better" than the original, especially when they come from a place of protest and challenge.

Sunday July 12 1:00 PM - CO - A Visit from the Context Fairy.
Kythryne Aisling, Stacey Friedberg, Gwynne Garfinkle, Kate Nepveu, Sonya Taaffe.
In a blog post at Book View Café, Sherwood Smith writes about the opposite of visits from the "Suck Fairy": going back to a book you disliked and finding that the "Win Fairy" (to coin a term) improved it when you weren't looking. Are the Suck Fairy and the Win Fairy really two faces of a unified Context Fairy? If context is so crucial to loving or hating a work, how does acknowledging that affect the way a reader approaches reading, or a writer approaches writing? How does one's hope for or dread of the Context Fairy influence decisions to reread, rewrite, revise or otherwise revisit a written work?

Thoughts on these? Comment, do, I always find it helpful and interesting!

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Jul. 5th, 2015 07:33 am
[personal profile] veejane
After the orgiastic massacre of innocent titanium capsules that was last night, two last fireworks this morning, at 7:33 AM. Why, universe?

Never do I wish for so many strangers to lose their fingers as in this annual weeklong span.

"I brushed my teeth, I read my book"

Jul. 5th, 2015 03:28 am
[personal profile] rosefox
Note to self: when books feel like they're somehow too much, too intense or daunting or demanding, you might just be struggling with the idea that you get to have leisure time. You do. Don't fixate too much on the idea of reading, or of choosing exactly the right book, and turn it into something big and complicated. It isn't. Just pick up any good book--the house is full of them, your hard drive is full of them--and let yourself fall into it. It's not a commitment or a chore; it's a pleasure.

Don't do this at 2 a.m., though, or you'll be up far too late reading.
[personal profile] chomiji

Hugo Award Nominee

Maia Drazhar is the youngest son of the emperor of the Elflands, but his mother was a goblin princess whom his father married for diplomatic reasons. He has spent all of his eighteen years in exile, first with his mother but most recently alone except for his guardian, an embittered drunkard. But then Emperor Varenechibel IV and Maia's three older half-brothers all die in the same airship accident, and the unwanted boy wakes up to find that he has become the emperor.

The outline of the story is a classic fantasy trope, but Maia never obtains a magic sword nor leads a troop in battle. He finds the imperial palace to be every bit as lonely as the dreary manor house of his exile, at first, and his deprived upbringing has left him ill-prepared for the task of ruling a large, complex empire on the verge of an industrial revolution. And that airship accident? Wasn't an accident … .

On the basis of my own reading and the writeups I've seen from others, your enjoyment of this book will depend a lot on whether you can deal with a lot of (fairly well done) antiquated formal language in your dialogue and whether you would like something that "fulfills … wishes about nerdy, bullied people achieving great things through peaceful means" (to quote writer/editor Nick Mamatas, who did not find the book to be his sort of thing at all). I enjoyed it enough that it's already become a comfort read.

Cut for more, including some spoilers )

Note: Katherine Addison is a pseudonym of Sarah Monette, a/k/a [ profile] truepenny.

[personal profile] chomiji

Damn, I keep missing people's (and communities') posts on LJ/DW! I can't really figure out why, either. They have both slowed down enough that it should be easy to click through a day's posts.

I think part of the part of the problem may be the behavior of the things I have as feeds on the two sites. Sometimes they won't post for a day or two, and then they'll dump a lot at once. The result is I'll be flipping through my reading list/friends feed and hit something I know I've read already, and then I'll stop. And in some cases, I've read it already at the source blog or site itself (like Scalzi's Whatever) instead of on LJ/DW.

I'm going to try to do a better job of combing though these things more carefully. I keep missing beta requests on Fan Grammarians as well as posts on things like the Weiss v. Saiyuki writing challenge comm.

Didn't Rain on Our Parade

Jul. 4th, 2015 07:17 pm
[personal profile] chomiji

Although Lord knows it tried. The start time was shifted by 30 minutes, and once things got really rolling, the rain stopped and the sun came out.

Here, have our local Zydeco Cowboys:

Prudence by Gail Carriger

Jul. 4th, 2015 05:26 pm
[personal profile] lightreads
Prudence (The Custard Protocol)

4/5. Cute steampunk adventure set a generation after the Parasol Protectorate books.

Just the thing for that week where you're five days into being sick and still getting sicker, not better. Fun, frothy, and occasionally downright pleasing (our largely virginal lady heroine makes advances upon a young gentleman, and she is rightly concerned about the state of his delicate sensibilities and nerves at various points. He's fragile, you know).

As usual, I'm not quite sure how seriously to take these books. On the one hand, their entire point is not to be taken seriously. On the other hand, this one includes an offhand, if apparently sincere, defense of imperialism? So, uh, okay? Everyone should eat more custard and we should have another couple pages discussing Victorian fashion, how about that.
[personal profile] musesfool
Happy Independence Day! Have some Steve/Bucky fic:

I want to take a breath that's true
Captain America; Steve/Bucky; g; 2,225 words
In which Steve and Bucky have breakfast in Central Park and hash out some stuff.

Happy birthday, Steve Rogers! This isn't quite what you suggested, [personal profile] gwyn, but I hope it suffices. Title from Mazzy Star.

Or read it at AO3.

I want to take a breath that's true )


Feedback is adored.


Indepedence Weekend

Jul. 4th, 2015 08:38 am
[personal profile] oracne
Not much to report. College friend and her husband are visiting this weekend. Yesterday, I dressed up and we went to High Tea at The Rittenhouse Hotel. I drank a whole pot of Assam with brown sugar and milk. The scones were perfection. The tiny egg salad sandwiches melt in your mouth.

Then we took a walk along the river before bussing across town for Franklin Fountain. It had a huge line due to holiday visitors, but we got ice cream anyway. ...Yes, I had a root beer float for dinner.

This morning, a parade! I hope the rain holds off.

Fig's new science project

Jul. 3rd, 2015 09:47 pm
[personal profile] james_davis_nicoll
Pushing things off the top shelf onto or behind Ibid. Happily, I store spare pillows and blankets up there and not, say, my copy of the CRC Handbook on Physics and Chemistry.

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