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(Do I need to add a trigger warning for arachnophobes? Better safe than sorry. Don't click the link if you dislike spiders or insects).

Given that the conceit of the ficlets is that Vorlons are pretty animesque ladies in masks... it logically follows that the Shadows would also have to be pretty animesque ladies. Specifically, pretty animesque ladies who are spider hybrids.

And of course AI has no trouble generating those. What do you want?

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I hate the the fact that the older you get the more people you lose

https://www.radiotimes.com/tv/sci-fi/michael-keating-eastenders-dead-newsupdate/

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I finished my 2017 Reading List, and while it might seem like the path of wisdom to complete my 2018 and 2019 reading lists before I start another… Well, I like to have a lot of reading lists going at once.

So without further ado! The 2020 reading list!

Laura Amy Schlitz - The Winter of the Dollhouse (Schlitz’s newest book. Very excited about this one!)

Elizabeth Goudge - The Valley of Song (per

sovay’s recommendation)

Vivien Alcock - not sure what to read next for Alcock. I’ve read everything from the local libraries, so whatever it is will come through ILL. Leaning toward The Sylvia Game just because I like the title.

William Dean Howells - An Imperative Duty

Roald Dahl - The Witches (I tried this book as a child and gave up because it was scary. Time to try again!)

Sveltana Alexievich - Zinky Boys: Soviet Voices from the Afghanistan War

Ruth Reichl - My Kitchen Year (I’m also tempted to try Reichl’s fiction. Has anyone read Delicious! or The Paris Novel?)

James Baldwin - The Evidence of Things Not Seen (pace

troisoiseaux's rec)

Gerald Durrell

Llinos Cathryn Thomas - All Is Bright (this is an Advent calendar book so I will of course be saving it for December)

E. F. Benson - Miss Mapp

Nadezhda Mandelstam - Hope Against Hope (this poor book has languished on my ILL list since FOREVER.)

Mary Renault - The Praise Singer

Charles Dickens - haven’t decided which one yet. Should I take another crack at Bleak House? Attempt The Pickwick Papers? Make the acquaintance of Mr. Gradgrind in Hard Times?

Gene Stratton Porter - The Keeper of the Bees

cimorene

I am resisting reading the new Murderbot book still because then I will be out of Murderbot again.

But that reminded me that I had another book by Wells waiting. I bounced off Witch King the first time I picked it up because it starts with a three page glossary of characters with exotic fantasy names, and those always annoy me. It's useful to have a list, but I think I prefer it as a appendix. I don't have any patience for homework that I'm supposed to do before I start reading. If your book is prose, and it's elaborate enough to require reference lists (is my feeling), you'd fucking better be able to write exposition skillfully enough to introduce your characters and places in the text! And Wells is skilled enough to do that. You don't need to read the list before you start reading.

Not knowing how to pronounce the names is also very annoying, but I have to say that on balance, the fantasy novels that try to explain the pronunciation in a folksy way are even more annoying, so I think I agree with her choice. It would just be nice to have an appendix with actual phonetic symbols, or a whole thing explaining the phonology of each invented language (Wells isn't Tolkien. I don't think she actually invented the languages). In things that are set in the real world, or very close to it, it's usually possible to identify the places and languages and thus get at least a good guess at pronunciation, but Wells' fantasy cultures are not (to me) merely identifiable Earth ones with the serial numbers filed off (which is a point very much in her favor in terms of world-building, but it does make pronunciation more challenging). But my mind's ear has to decide what it thinks for each name or I'll be stumbling over them every time, and I cannot actually stop myself from getting distracted wondering about it nearly every time the names come up. Of course this is a set of eternal dilemmas in high fantasy.

This book is more recent than the Ile-Rien trilogy and much more mature and well written, but I still prefer her sf to her fantasy.

osprey_archer

What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Ever since The Colt from Moon Mountain, I’ve been plundering the archive’s collection of Dorothy P. Lathrop books. The latest was Presents for Lupe, which alas does not feature a surprise unicorn, but does center on an adorable South American red squirrel. The twins John and Joan have just brought her home from the pet shop, and put her in a much larger and more comfortable cage, and give her seeds of all kinds… but when she still seems sad and anxious, family and friends start sending them all sorts of things from South America, until at last a present arrives that makes Lupe feel at home.

This book was published in 1940, and seems to be part of a more general wave of American children’s books about Central and South America. I have no proof that this was inspired by Franklin Roosevelt’s Good Neighbor Policy, but the timing seems suggestive.

What I’m Reading Now

Simon Sebag Montefiore’s brick The Romanovs: 1613-1918, a mammoth work that took over my life for the past week and bids fair to take over it next week too. I’ve made it to Catherine the Great, which may mean that no one else is going to be impaled? (Not holding my breath on this.) Catherine the Great and her long-time lover Grigory Potemkin refer to each other as Matushka and Batushka/Batinka (Mama and Papa, basically), and also have their younger lovers refer to them as a unit in the same way. That’s one way to do polyamory and/or found family I guess!

Catherine the Great’s actual son Paul just had a nervous breakdown because Catherine suggested that he should go on a tour of Europe and then Paul’s tutor/advisor was like “Hey, you know that time that Peter the Great’s son Alexei ran away to Italy, and then Peter lured him back and killed him? Possibly with his own two hands like how Ivan the Terrible killed HIS son? Makes you think!”

What I Plan to Read Next

I may take a break from The Romanovs to read Michiko Aoyama’s What You Are Looking For Is in the Library as a light and breezy palate cleanser.

dimity_blue

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c2e2zvlyy38o

"If they would rather die," said Scrooge, "they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population."

I really think that's the attitude some NHS officials have towards those with complex needs. Like me.

osprey_archer

We sail onward with Patrick O’Brian’s The Mauritius Command! Before we get to the actual book, a brief pause to note that O’Brian dedicated this book to Mary Renault, in Greek, which (according to

littlerhymes and Google translate) means “Glaucus in Athens.” Still not sure what this means but love this further confirmation that Mary Renault loved this series. I presume she was reading it with her slash goggles firmly attached.

After a brief interval at home (Jack has acquired twin baby girls and lost all his money again), Jack is appointed commodore, which means he is a captain in charge of other captains, a big rise in responsibility with no corresponding rise in pay! (Some things never change.) He is going to direct the conquest of Mauritius, an island off the coast of Africa currently in the hands of the French.

This of course leads to many exciting sea battles, etc. etc., but what most captured my attention was Captain Clonfert. When Jack and Clonfert were both lieutenants, Clonfert hung back during an action where Jack’s command took heavy losses, then took all the credit for himself in dispatches. Either out of a guilt or gay crush (por que no los dos?, asks O’Brian), Clonfert has been obsessed with Jack’s career ever since.

He is also obsessed with proving his bravery. The rest of the world (except Jack and Clonfert himself) has long since bought that Clonfert is the Most Dashing Captain to Ever Dash, but unfortunately those exceptions are the people Clonfert really wishes to convince, so he continues to make extremely gallant, dashing, strategically disastrous choices, for which Jack is forced to very, very gentle suggest a reproof to him. But no reproof is so gentle that it cannot cast Clonfert into the depths of despair.

In general, Clonfert can’t stand any kind of judgment from Jack, negative or positive. Reproof crushes him, but so do praise/promotions/benefits of any kind, presumably because Clonfert experiences any kindness from Jack as heaping coals of fire on his head for previous misdeeds. (Jack, a simple soul, is just trying to let bygones be bygones.) If Clonfert could make a clean breast of it to Jack and apologize, it might make a world of difference. But also, Clonfert would rather die.

Clonfert also doesn’t get along well with other captains, presumably because the society of equals challenges his meager store of self-confidence. Jack is constantly trying to manage around him.

In some ways it would be easier if Clonfert were simply an all-around bad captain, but awkwardly for Jack, Clonfert in his attempts to prove his bravery really has made himself into a dashingly heroic captain beloved of his crew. His men simply adore him. His officers are aware of his foibles, particularly his pleasure in praise from people who are not Jack, but this awareness is affectionate and admiring: they see his faults and would still follow him into hell. So he could be a tremendous asset, if only Jack could figure out how to manage him - or if only he were being managed by someone other than Jack.

A fascinating character study. ( spoilers )

osprey_archer

I have ambled through this year’s Caldecott winners, and generally quite enjoyed them! Every Monday Mabel got the Actual Toddler(™) stamp of approval from my three-year-old niece.

Fireworks, Matthew Burgess, illustrated Cátia Chien. An explosion of joy! A hot summer day in New York City, with water spurting from a fire hydrant and a man playing a sax in the park and a juicy red watermelon, all leading up to watching the fireworks from the roof. KABOOM KABOOM.

Every Monday Mabel, written and illustrated by Jashar Awan. Also an explosion of joy! Every Monday, Mabel drags a chair outside to sit on the driveway and watch… THE GARBAGE TRUCK. When the garbage truck arrives the text goes ALL CAPS and there are words for the SOUNDS (gah-dump as the trash goes into the belly of the truck) and you can really feel the thrill right alongside Mabel.

Stalactite and Stalagmite: A Big Tale from a Little Cave, written and illustrated by Drew Beckmeyer. A stalactite and a stalagmite slowly grow closer and closer together over eons of geologic time. Love the concept, found the spacing of the stalactite and stalagmite’s dialogue weirdly hard to follow. Snorted at the glossary when it defined humans as “the only native species to develop language and culture” (that really depends how you define both language and culture) who have left “a beautiful and sometimes terrible mark on this planet.” I am not convinced that any other species on this planet would put “beautiful” in that sentence first or indeed at all.

Our Lake, written and illustrated by Angie Kang. Gorgeous illustrations, blue for the lake and blue shading into green for the forest and yellow for the hot summer sky, with an explosion into warm gold and orange and red for the brief flashback to the days when Dad used to take the boys to the lake before he died. Yes, death has come for the Caldecotts too.

Sundust, written and illustrated by Zeke Peña. This is not an illustration style to which I am spontaneously drawn, but I tried to look at it through the eyes of the Caldecott committee and decided that it is a style that allows a great deal of movement. And of course I loved the part where the two kids ride the hummingbird.

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You will I’m sure be SHOCKED to hear that I’m contemplating a Caldecott Honor project. I intend to wrap up one of my current reading projects before I add another, though!

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. When we did the family walk on Sunday morning, I suggested we walk in a direction where I'd seen a mass of bright orange flowers blooming when I drove past the previous afternoon, but when we got there the orange blooms were nowhere to be seen. One of my siblings identified the plants as something in the daisy family that closes up for the night and apparently hadn't opened up for the day yet. We saw some other nice flowers, though, and a few interesting birds.

. At the weekend gaming session, we were missing one of the players for Ticket to Ride: Legacy again (a different one from last time), so we played Sequoia and Dark Tomb. I remember thinking, the first time I played Dark Tomb, that playing it again would quickly start to feel repetitive, and this proved to be the case even though were were playing a different scenario from last time.

. At the weekly gaming meet, we played Finspan. It's only the second time I've played it, and I'm still not very good at it, though I did at least avoid coming last.

. I saw a thing online mentioning that if you buy an ebook for Kindle that has a notice saying something along the lines of "At the request of the publisher, this ebook is available DRM-free", there's a way to download a separate copy of the ebook, if you can find where that option has been hidden away, and it occurred to me that the same was probably true of the Kobo store. So now I've downloaded separate copies of all the ebooks I've bought through the Kobo store where that's an option; I don't really have any plans to read them not-on-my-Kobo, but it feels reassuring to know that they're there. I kind of wish I'd figured this out earlier, before Humble Bundle did a bundle last year that included all the Murderbot books, and I bought it at least partly in order to have copies of the Murderbot books that weren't tied to my Kobo; to be fair, though, there were enough other interesting books in the bundle that I'd probably have bought it anyway.

. I've started another run on XCOM 2. I've had one disastrous mission, where I got complacent and wound up bringing the combined might of every enemy unit in the area down on my head at once, but apart from that it's been going well.

. Saturday gave us the first foggy morning of the autumn, at least as far as I've noticed; I haven't been consistently sticking my head out of doors early on these cold mornings, and only did so on Saturday because I had to go to Parkrun. If I hadn't had to get to Parkrun, I'd have been tempted to stop and take a photo of the fog lurking atmospherically over the cemetery. (Except that, see above, I wouldn't have been outside to notice the fog over the cemetery in the first place.)

pedanther

#20: A book whose title has more letters than the title of the previous book
May: Make/Making

Third attempt: How Comics Were Made by Glenn Fleishman. An illustrated history of the various complicated methods by which newspaper comics have been transferred from the artist's drawing board to the newpaper page. I'm reading my backer copy of the Kickstarter-funded first edition; a second edition has subsequently been released by a major publisher with the title changed to How Comics Are Made, presumably because the publisher in question also owns one of the largest surviving comic syndicates and doesn't want people getting the idea that newspaper comics are a thing of the past.

(The Genghis Khan book just hasn't been holding my attention, and will probably end up going back to the library with not much more of it read.)

Miscellaneous

Reading all the Penric stories one after another may not have been a wise decision; they were written to be able to stand alone and be read as and when a person came across them, which means among other things that each one has to set up the premise and characters for what might be a first-time reader, and that gets a bit repetitive when read all together. There are also some other recurring narrative effects that are fine within the context of individual stories but can get to be a bit much in the aggregate, and a few things one notices when reading them in chronological order when that wasn't always the way they were written.

Despite all that, the stories themselves are very good.

I also finished reading The Anthropocene Reviewed by John Green, which I've been reading on and off since March. The amount of time I've taken to finish it isn't a knock against the quality of the book; it's just that it's the kind of book where you read an essay and let it digest for a while before starting the next one, and also a good book to read a bit of on days when I wasn't feeling like tackling a whole book. And every now and then it had to go back to the library and I had to wait a couple of weeks for it to come around again on the hold queue.

lycomingst

Today's ADVENTURE: It was Spring Cleanup Day in my town. I got rid of a dead tv and a printer that always hated me. This involved going to a place I'd never been so that was fraught with fraughtness. But now I know where the city dump is and where the garbage trucks go at night to sleep. Check that off the list.

They check your ID to ensure you're from this town and not some charlatan sneak from Sweet Home or Tangent trying to unload refuse on US.

In my dvd watching, I finished Community and decided to give the dvds to the library. Only have about half the series. I don't like Chevy Chase and I can't stand his character. I just made a face every time he came on screen and really, I only enjoyed one episode on the rewatch. I'm about to start Deadwood but the show is intense and I have to be able to handle it.

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Valen's Angels: Avenger (658 words) by JohnAmendAll
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Babylon 5 (TV 1993), Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Elizabeth Bennet (Pride and Prejudice), Fitzwilliam Darcy, Jeffrey Sinclair, Kosh (Babylon 5), Ulkesh Naranek
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fusion, Alternate Universe - Anime, Vignette
Summary:

Lydia is lost to her family. Darcy knows someone who could help.

cimorene

My first curséd sweater was ( Read more... ) Later, purple yarn I bought for myself became the second curséd sweater ( Read more... ) The third curséd sweater is the third of the triplet sweaters we promised to make last summer, originally saying we would try to finish them all by last winter, lol. The other two are done.

1. Wax started this traditional Aran cabled sweater last fall and knitted about 30% of it, but she had modified the pattern to make it smaller, and then decided it was too small (because all the cables contracted it so much).

2. I unraveled it and started over, following the pattern exactly (after Wax had to redo the first few rounds of ribbing for me, because the first time I knitted a couple of inches before realizing I had gotten the stitches twisted and was knitting a Möbius strip). I hated the design. Way too many different cable crosses slowed it down a ton.

3. Then I realized, after working for weeks, and especially right after like ten hours of knitting in two days, that I was using the yarn too fast and we didn't have enough left to finish. This shouldn't be possible, because we ordered the yarn using this pattern as a guide. But it was! And because it was over six months ago, we almost certainly could not get more yarn in the same dye lot.

4. Started over again with a new, much simpler cable pattern, and again got the stitches twisted. It's not like I wasn't checking! Both times I was worried about it and checked twice, then incorrectly concluded they were not twisted¹! At least this time I realized that I was knitting a Möbius strip after only about a centimeter.

Footnote
1. this part is just adhd, not the curse

delphi

Fandom 50 #14

Just a little western soft rock for 1990, and the first song so far that—despite having been a hit in Canada—is apparently too obscure to have lyrics up on Genius.com.

Crime Against Love by Barney Bentall & The Legendary Hearts

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ETA: Okay, I actually went and made it an entry on Genius.com and updated the link.

osprey_archer

It is probably foolish to read a book called Studies in Words and then complain “Gosh, C. S. Lewis is really getting into the weeds here on the fine points of meanings of specific words.” However, I must admit that there were times when I simply couldn’t follow the book’s argument about, say, the fine shades of distinction between different meanings of nature at different times, possibly because I just haven’t spent enough time reading things like Piers Plowman and The Canterbury Tales to have seen these meanings in action.

However, despite sometimes getting completely turned around in the weeds, I did manage to extract a few interesting general principles.

1. Words always and inevitably have multiple meanings, particularly if the word is culturally important. If a writer from a time period sits down to explain “this is what X word really means,” that’s actually a pretty good sign that X was rarely or never used to mean that. (In fact, in other contexts, said writer will probably use X in a manner that contradicts the explicit definition he wrote elsewhere, because he’s fallen into the general usage.)

2. In general, usage has a tendency to move from descriptive to evaluative. For instance, “villain” originally described a social class (peasant), began to be used as an insult, and at last lost its original meaning entirely and came to mean simply “bad guy.”

3. If a word becomes REALLY culturally important, this can paradoxically drain it of most of its specific meaning. Lewis uses the example of the word “wit” in the 18th century - the concept of wit became the center of such a highly charged discourse that often when a critic says a work or a person is “witty,” they mean little more than that they approve it. (When a word has reached the stage of casting this glow of approval all around it, Lewis says it has acquired a “halo.”) Once we agree that a word defines our cultural ideal, we will therefore never be able to agree on the specific details of its definition until that ideal is dead.

lycomingst

I saw a hummingbird for the first time at the feeder I put out. I've had it out for about a week and changed the food a couple of times. The schedule for change is Weds/Sun. The plan! I hope she/he tells her/his friends. Sugar water for all!!

I've put in two tomato plants in the raised planter and flower seeds from last year in pots. We had some surprise! rain and I noticed today the blackberry vines are looking dapper and upright and have put all that cutting down trauma behind them.

I finished the Empress book and started Platform Decay. I stop myself from just rushing right through it. Speaking of Prussia, I have a yen to read about Kaiser Wilhelm during the Great War. And see how much he continues to be a knobhead.

osprey_archer

Work has been a madhouse this week, so Wednesday Reading Meme is alas a day late.

What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Emi Yagi’s When the Museum Is Closed (translated by Yuki Tejima), a short novel about a woman who is hired to chat in Latin with a bored Venus statue, and inevitably ends up falling in love with her. High hopes for this one, but did not end up liking it as much as I hoped. ( ”Spoilers” )

However, I approached E. F. Benson’s Queen Lucia leerily, and I ended up really enjoying it! The omnibus at the library includes the cover blurb that Benson’s Mapp and Lucia novels are “the most enchantingly malicious works written by the hand of man,” which put me off, but I can only assume that either the books change radically in character over the course of the series, or Mr. Gilbert Seldes and I have very different standards for what malice looks like.

Queen Lucia is a social comedy about English village life, like a slightly more biting Miss Marjoribanks or Miss Read. The characters can be petty, at times even spiteful, and Benson is certainly poking a bit of fun at Lucia’s cultural pretensions (she likes to pretend she can speak Italian, for instance) - but despite their foibles they’re basically decent people, who can imagine no higher level of cruelty than snubbing someone’s garden party. The human species would be greatly improved if that was the worst thing we ever did.

Finally, I read Clay Risen’s The Crowded Hour: Theodore Roosevelt, the Rough Riders, and the Dawn of the American Century, a chronicle of the bungling incompetence with which the US Army approached the Spanish-American War in 1898. Fortunately for them, the Spanish bungled even harder. A striking number of military conflicts seem to be decided on this scale of “which side displays slightly less shambling incompetence?”

What I’m Reading Now

Stephen Brusette’s The Rise and Fall of the Dinosaurs: A New History of a Lost World. Like many small children, I loved dinosaurs, so I thought it would be fun to catch up on the latest developments in the field. So far we’re in the earlier Triassic, which is marked mostly by non-dinosaurs species, like the salamanders the size of cars.

What I Plan to Read Next

I’m just about to wrap up the last 2026 Caldecott book, and then I’d like to turn my attention to the 2026 Newberies.

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I want to see Project Hail Mary, but not enough to go to the theater for it.

Fine, it'll reach streaming soon enough.

The problem is that it has become one of those fandom epicenters of twee. I am seeing an explosion of nauseating sentimentality and noxious preciousness about it on Tumblr, just an absolute flood of posts from people too excited to remember to tag, and a large quantity of spoilers and eye-watering takes still get through before I manage to scroll past them. These are blogs I don't want to unfollow for other reasons, obviously. I might reach critical saturation before the movie reaches streaming at this rate.

When was the last time this happened? I cannot put my finger on an example fandom that predictably yet undeservedly became this kind of tweeness vortex, yet I am bothered by the feeling that I've seen this happen before.

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. On the family walk, we saw a kangaroo. One of my siblings thought it had a joey, but I didn't get a good enough look to form an opinion on that point.

. At the board game meet, I played Kadath and Love Letter. Kadath is a two-player game where players take turns to place tiles, trying to end up with a decisive number of tiles with their colour face-up. Each tile, when placed, affects the colours of some of its neighbours. Each turn, the player gets a choice of three tiles, and can see (and somewhat affect) the three tiles their opponent will have on the next turn. I played two games with the person who brought the game in, and we won one each.

. When I wasn't working or rehearsing, or playing board games or going to family gatherings, I was mostly re-reading.

. The newest local supermarket has the kind of arrangement where there are multiple checkouts but only one queue leading to the checkout area, lined with snacks and novelty items that you might be inspired to add to your basket while you wait. I was stuck in the queue for a while recently, but the time went lightly thanks to the family in front of me, which consisted of a small energetic child who never stopped talking and an unruffled parent giving laconic responses.

Topics of conversation included "Look how long I can balance on one leg", "Look at that!" (a novelty stapler shaped like a panda) ("Do polar bears look like that?" "That's a panda" "Do pandas look like that?" "They're usually larger") and, of course, multiple iterations of "Can I get that?" "No".

At one point, the queue passed a display of single-serve Coke bottles: "Can I get a Coke?" - "No." - "Why not?" - parent indicates the enormous bottle of Coke already present in the shopping basket - "Oh. Are you going to share that with me?"

pedanther

#20: A book whose title has more letters than the title of the previous book
May: Make/Making

Second attempt: Genghis Khan and the Making of the Modern World by Jack Weatherford. An account of the life and legacy of Genghis Khan. I'm only a chapter or so in, because I kept getting distracted by other books coming out this week.

Miscellaneous

Re-read all of Martha Wells's Murderbot Diaries series, and then read the new one that came out this week.

Started re-reading Lois McMaster Bujold's Penric and Desdemona series in preparation for reading the new collection that came out this week.

(By the time that's done, the new Kim Newman will also be out, although it appears to be sufficiently standalone that no specific re-reading will be called for.)

delphi

Fandom 50 #13

While never reaching the ubiquity of Oasis's Wonderwall, there was a time and place where this would be in the repertoire of every young person who brought an acoustic guitar to a house party or camping trip.

All The Things I Wasn't by The Grapes of Wrath

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