Write Every Day: Day 17

Jul. 17th, 2025 05:14 pm
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Intro/FAQ
Days 1-15

My check-in: More researching of minor details that past!me left for some future!me to solve. Now that I'm future!me, it is ABUNDANTLY clear why past!me made them someone else's problem; each one is taking a stupid amount of time to resolve.

Day 17: [personal profile] glinda, [personal profile] sanguinity

Day 16: [profile] badlyknitted, [personal profile] brithistorian, [personal profile] callmesandyk, [personal profile] china_shop, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] glinda, [personal profile] goddess47, [personal profile] luzula, [personal profile] nafs, [personal profile] sanguinity, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] the_siobhan, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] yasaman, [personal profile] ysilme

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Kelly Ramsey became a hotshot - the so-called Special Forces of firefighting - with three strikes against her. She's a woman on an otherwise all-male crew, a small woman dealing with equipment much too big for her, and 36 years old when most of the men are in their early 20s. If that's not enough, it's 2020 - the start of the pandemic - and California is having a record fire year, with GIGAFIRES that burn more than ONE MILLION acres. At one point her own hometown burns down.

The memoir tells the story of her two seasons with the Rowdy River Hotshots, her relationship with her awful fiance (also a firefighter, on a different crew), her relationship with her alcoholic homeless father, and a general memoir of her life. I'd say about three-fifths of the book is about the hotshots, and two-fifths are her fiance/her father/her life up to that point.

You will be unsurprised to hear that I was WAY more interested in the hotshots than in her personal life. The fiance was loosely relevant to her time with the hotshots (he was jealous of both the male hotshots and of her job itself), and her alcoholic father and her history of impulsive sexual relationships was relevant to her personality, but you could have cut all of that by about 75% and still gotten the point.

All the firefighting material is really interesting, and Ramsey does an impressively good job of not only vividly depicting hotshot culture, but also differentiating 19 male firefighters. I had a good idea of what all of them were like and knew who she meant whenever she mentioned one, and that is not easy. You get a very good idea of both the technique and sheer physical effort it takes to fight fires, along with plenty of info on fire behavior and the history of fire in California. (She does not neglect either climate change or the indigenous use of fire.)

This feels like an incredibly honest book. Ramsey doesn't gloss over how gross and embarrassing things get when no one's bathed for weeks, you've been slogging through powdery ash the whole time, there's no toilets, and you're the only one who menstruates. She depicts not only the struggle of trying to keep up with a bunch of younger, stronger, macho guys, but how desperate she is to be accepted by them as one of the guys and how this causes problems when another woman joins the crew - a woman who openly points out that flawed men are welcomed while every mistake she makes is taken as a sign that women can't do the job.

I caught myself wishing that Ramsey hadn't had an affair with one of her crew mates as many readers will think "Yep, that's what happens when women get on crews," and then realizing that I hadn't thought that about the man who had the affair with her. Even I blamed Ramsey and not the equally culpable dude!

Ramsey reminded me at times of Amy Dunn's vicious description of the "cool girl" in Gone Girl, but to her credit, she's aware that this is a persona she adopted to please men and fill the void left by her alcoholic dad. Thankfully, there's a lot more to the book than that.

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Jul. 17th, 2025 08:33 am
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I said to our group chat, we could probably come out tonight (yesterday evening), for one last visit. An hour later they said they had an appointment at 5:30, the latest they could get. He was refusing food, not moving much, not himself at all. No, we are not dragging this out just for us. Absolutely, this is the last kindest thing we can do for our pets, this is the right decision.

Traffic was awful and we couldn't get out of the city in time, but M and Mama M wanted to remember him the way we saw him on Sunday. We went to our friends' house and spent a couple hours just chatting and reminiscing and playing with the puppy they adopted in December. N talked about how each of their OG group of doggos had been progressively worse when they passed, they wanted to let him go while it was still easy and peaceful. He will be missed! All of our pets are now young, the oldest being 4 or so. Not gonna be needing to do this for at least a decade, right everyone?

Got home at like 8:30, ate dinner, and farted around a bit with my Amazon purchases. I bought a box of fun coloured envelopes to redo my pattern stash, so all the ones that didn't have homes now do and I will continue with the rest when I have time/feel like it. Also got a gigantor roll of 1" cotton twill tape to make ALLLLLLLLLL the waistbands with. Tonight I might finish up the petticoat.

Made plans to watch a show with a friend, which will be great for sewing time. I am ready for another quiet night of becoming one with the couch.

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Jul. 17th, 2025 08:45 am
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The whole meeting/early lunch situation worked out just fine yesterday, and I was able to get the baby down for an early nap before leaving to head back to work. 

Because I took lunch so early, the rest of the day just dragged on forever. Got home and heated leftovers for M's dinner, but I wasn't in the mood to eat. Baby got a grilled cheese sandwich and some fruit. She struggled a bit to go to sleep; I think she could have used a second nap since her first was so early in the day, and that she was probably overtired by the time bedtime came around.

M was already in bed for a while before the baby went down, so once she was asleep I crawled into bed, too. I had been hoping to catch up on sleep, but I had a terrible night and feel even worse today. Hooray. Very tired, very spacey. 

Can't wait for this week to be over.

Things

Jul. 16th, 2025 06:11 pm
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The machine sewing on the skirt is done. I want to hand sew the organza part of the seam and the hem. Still not sure what I want the beading on the bodice to look like.

I'm mostly used to my car being automatic, but I still don't approve. Shifting helps me focus when I'm fizzing, which I've been doing the last few days, and I have to focus hard on focusing while driving. It's weird, but shifting is just enough to keep my attention there. Thankfully, I'm aware of the issue and can force my attention where it needs to be, but I so miss having attention be natural.

Overall, I'm happy enough with the Subaru, but I really wish the Mazda 3 that came with a manual transmission had cloth seats. Leather seats in 120+ weather are worse than automatics.


I also figured out something about one of the air vents today. It's super skinny because of the giant stupid screen, not the traditional shape. I thought sliding the tab made it point down. It doesn't. It closes it. No wonder I didn't get much air from it. It moves side to side, but the only option is for it to hit you directly in your face.

Also, as much as I'm trying not to play with the air controls because it's a touchscreen that you have to look at instead of dials, auto air just doesn't work the way I want it to. It was fine in southern California, but just can't figure out what I need here. Yes, I need the air on my feet before ten minutes into the drive. And yes, I'm very fussy about the air. Running hot is not fun at all.

Tom is doing fine. He's getting better at hobbling naturally. I'm actually excited for his appointment on Monday to get his splint changed.

He doesn't know how to play, and can't really play much now, but I bought him a new toy, a base with a large spring and a ball. Sid stuck his whole head in it, and that was before he ate half the catnip plant I also bought. Poppy ate one of the feathers off the toy.

They're such good boys!

Write Every Day: Day 16

Jul. 16th, 2025 04:32 pm
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Intro/FAQ
Days 1-15

My check-in: Minor editing + researching details to fill in placeholders + meta info (title, tags, summary) for [community profile] pod_together. My partner and I are doing a collection of stories instead of just the one, so there's going to be a lot of meta-info to write…

Day 16: [personal profile] china_shop, [personal profile] sanguinity, [personal profile] ysilme

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Reading Wednesday

Jul. 16th, 2025 12:22 pm
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Continuing my nostalgic 2000s YA re-reads with Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment by James Patterson, a 2005 YA sci-fi/fantasy thriller about a group of young avian-human hybrids - so, human children/teenagers with wings, and other powers - on the run from the mad scientists who created them. I was briefly obsessed with this series in middle school but could not tell you a single thing that happened in it, so I did go into this expecting it to be at best entertainingly batshit and more likely just plain bad. And it's definitely not, you know, good— main character Max's narrative voice is so, so annoying, almost a parody of a Snarky 2000s YA Protagonist Voice, with a heavy dash of "hello, fellow kids!" cringe (examples: "I guess if I was more of a fembot it would bother me that a blind guy six months younger than I am could cook better than I could. But I'm not. So it didn't." and "So long, cretins, I thought. School is out— forever"); the rest of the dialogue is not much better, and no book has ever suffered so much from its characters not being allowed to swear— but I'm enjoying the actual plot (indeed entertainingly batshit) more than I had expected.

Finally picked back up where I'd left off *mumble* months ago in Bleak House, because— on the theory that since I clearly was not going to continue Bleak House at any point in the foreseeable future, I might as well try a different Dickens novel— I read a few chapters of Oliver Twist and realized that yeah, no, I'd much rather read Bleak House (or, to be honest, literally anything else).

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Jul. 16th, 2025 08:55 am
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Baby was in rare form yesterday. I got home for my lunch break just as M was finished cleaning up a poo tsunami. Seems that she managed to take off her dirty diaper without taking off her clothes, and had made a mess all over the living room. As I arrived home, he'd just finished giving her a bath and scrubbing the living room. Yeesh. 

I tried to put her down for a nap, but she flung her little leg up over the railing of her nap pen and was ready to make her daring escape when I scooped her up. -_- Like I said, rare form. Eventually got her down in her crib, which is still too tall for her to spiderman her way out of.

Was only back at work briefly when I got the email from the genetic councilor that the amniocentesis results had come back as normal. Hooray! I couldn't stand the thought of being at work the rest of the day after that, so I took the rest of the day off and headed home. M was grateful for this, and disappeared soon after I got home to take a very long nap. 

The baby also decided she wanted a second nap (probably because she'd been awake some many times the night before), so I had a solid chunk of the afternoon to myself, during which I did absolutely nothing and it was great. 

Dinner was ham, green beans, and Spanish rice, all things which took very little effort and time. Baby went down pretty easily for bed, despite having two naps, so she was a tired girl. After dinner I made a passing remark about wishing I hadn't finished off my ice cream the other day, and before I knew it, M had his shoes on and was on his way to the convenience store across the street to procure ice cream. So despite shenanigans at the start of the day, it ended on a nice note.

Today's nonsense is that the state jail inspectors have finally made their appearance, so things are a bit hectic, and M needs me home earlier than usual during lunch because he has a meeting he has to attend, so thinks are a tad wonky. Meh, it'll all work itself out.

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Jul. 16th, 2025 07:42 am
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I'm glad we saw Darcy on Sunday. DogDad texted us this morning with a video of him with a full bowl of food in front of him, completely uninterested and actually walking away from it. I cannot understate how much this ridiculous creature will eat literally anything food-shaped:

The floor was always clean
He ate the other dogs' poop
A whole bunch of grapes and promptly threw most of them up
A packet of mint M&M's, including the packaging
Raspberries off the canes
More poop
11 and a half dinner buns (the last half of the 12th was too much, apparently)

On Sunday he was still very happy to eat all the treats M gave him and we knew he was still eating like a champ. For him to not even consider his bowl... it's not good. DogDad got him to eat some chicken and take his meds, but I think we will be heading out there much sooner rather than later.

Last night I did a lot more farting around instead of working on the fart jacket (heheheheh snickersnort) but I did sew up the last sleeve and got to having it prepped for hemming. Even the poly thread shredded and broke so, thicker linen thread it was. My prick stitches are extra tiny to hide that more.

Dinner was veggie fajitas, and I changed the water fountain filter. A neighbourhood bunny with MASSIVE ears visited me again, as did a juvenile magpie.

Back on the anti-depressant finally, and none too soon. Between Darcy and therapy and boss on my butt about it, I am feeling some kind of way.

Skirt

Jul. 15th, 2025 06:51 pm
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I did a tiny bit on the skirt today--cut the shape for the overlap in front. I should cut it out, but inertia...

Write Every Day: Welcome

Jul. 15th, 2025 01:54 pm
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What Is Write Every Day?
A roving writing support community, with a bias toward encouraging a daily writing habit. It's a decentralized community, without moderators or a fixed home; hosting duties are passed around among members of the community. [personal profile] nafs is hosting the first half of July; I'm hosting the second half, starting on the sixteenth. (By my time-zone: tomorrow.) [personal profile] zwei_hexen will take over in August. If you want the history of who hosted when, [personal profile] zwei_hexen keeps a list.

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Jul. 15th, 2025 07:47 am
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I accomplished most of my list. Easy when the majority of it was "do nothing" lol. Dinner was a sandwich and I just did whatever dishes were closest to the sink for as long as I had soapy water to do them. I did not do the fountain, which I WILL do tonight.

Moved all of the sack pieces to the couch, minus the sleeve ruffle pattern. I dropped the sleeves (pinned and ready for stitching) almost immediately so once everything was placed, I worked on one right away. I followed the directions in the book*, which did make a very pretty sleeve but also was maybe not the best choice on a densely embroidered fabric. I'm committed now, bc I've finished the sleeve that way! Top was basted together and the hem done. That all took most of my sewing time for the evening. I started doing the visible stitching with silk thread, but it kept breaking on me so I switched to a poly thread in a similar colour.

*Lay sleeve and lining WS together, fold so that the linings and one layer of fashion fabric are prepped. Baste. Fold under the seam allowance on the other side of the fashion fabric, arrange on top and prick stitch through all layers. Pretty! Would be prettier and easier on plain or figured silk!

I could have started the second one, but I was quite tired and it was after 9:30, so I opted not to do anything else. I took the book with me to read more of the further steps, but I don't remember a single thing that I read. Period started yesterday somewhat unexpectedly and while it let me sleep last night, I doubt I will be so lucky tonight. Good news is that it should be largely done by the weekend, where I have a birthday party to attend!

Top of my hand has been bugging me again so I am trying to remember to do stretches and the like with a stress ball for resistance.

Hmm...

Jul. 14th, 2025 06:40 pm
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The bodice is done, except for beading, and I have no idea what I want it to look like. The sketch the dress is based on doesn't translate for me somehow and looking at other dresses isn't helping. I'll figure something out, but it's rather annoying until I do!

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Jul. 14th, 2025 07:49 am
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I feel like I've been run over. Probably due in part to dehydration, it feels exactly like that. Possibly also because I've been out of a brain drug for over a week now. No zappies this morning, like I had Friday-Sunday. I wish I could have stayed in bed this morning, especially since I was so rudely awoken by feeling like I had a large beetle crawling on me. (The peri-menopausal folx of Threads tell me this is a common symptom, feeling like insects are on you.) Period ought to be starting in the next few days too. Whee.

Saturday I ran some errands in the AM and then M and I decided the times didn't work out for a movie so we've tabled that until after Mama M goes home in 2 weeks. Had begun hemming the petticoat the night before so I finished that, and then tried it on just by pinning it around my waist. It's too long -_- Even accounting for a 1" tape for the waist and heels, it's barely clearing the ground. Dang it. Easiest way to deal with it is taking some off at the waist since that's still largely open (tape is ordered, won't be here for a couple days more). Re-hemming would be a little better bc I could have straight strips then for further trim but ugh, it took me SO LONG to hem! Grump grump whine complain.

I cut the lining for the jacket from the offcuts of the banyan mwahahaha, and then HASHTAG YOLO!!!! into the silk. It worked out largely like I'd planned and I think I could even shorten it and have enough to do a sleeve ruffle too. Right now it's just the pieces laid at the top edge of the fabric and not trimmed for hemming at all. The sleeve was cut from the gap between front and back.

No time to do much more. I got the back edges of the lining hemmed and pinned the front and shoulder straps on to test fit against an ill-fitting set of stays. It was right before I needed to leave so all I could really say is yes, it should work just fine. Then I left to pick up M and we went to the airport.

I knew we didn't need to be there so early but ~*~ anxiety ~*~ so we got there just as her flight was expected to land. They'd touched down 10 mins earlier, but because that was actually half an hour before they'd been scheduled even, they had to wait for a gate to open up lol. Then it took a long time to get the luggage clear. FINALLY we were on the road again an hour later. We'd noticed some backed up traffic on the way in and thought it would be clear on the way out. It wasn't, but I braved it anyway. It took, no joke, an hour and a half to get out of. It was impossible to see what was going on. Accident? Construction?

Nay! It was three lanes of traffic being forced into ONE to exit the highway. There were four vans under the bridge and they were power-washing the highway. What the heck? We found out later that a rendering vehicle had lost its load of offal all across the road. The best comment was "it was the worst smell I've ever tasted". Glad we missed that! We detoured around the city and took a very scenic route, where we saw a pair of moose in a field of canola and a pretty part of the river valley. We finally got back to the city and into a fast food place for dinner at 9:16pm. An hour later I was finally home.

Sunday was a showing for the Lion King Broadway show, which was at 1pm instead of our usual 2, and threw off the entire day. It was FABULOUS of course! Third time for me and OH. I was already crying like a minute into Circle of Life. It's just so good. Then we packed Mama M up and drove out to see our friends' dogs, where we spent a couple hours just loving on them. I was worried that Darcy didn't have much time left, but honestly for his age and health issues, he still looks really good and was still interested in treats and food. I'm still glad we did it. We'll be going out again in the near future so we can see the humans too.

Popped into a restaurant for dinner and then back home, just before 9. I scooped the cat box and laid out in bed for a few hours. At least I slept through the night, terrible wake up aside.

Tonight I need to do some more house chores. My dishes are in a state, I need to change the fountain filter, and while I'd like to vaccum, I probably won't have energy for it. I need to get cat stuff in the next couple of days but it's not necessary to do it today. I think I need an evening to mostly rot and sew.

Oh, on my erranding, I was SO CLOSE to the leather supply store so I popped in to get gum tragacanth. Man that store smells SOOOOO good. I poked about quickly since I had fridge-items in the car, considered a deer hide for stay binding (decided no, I'm not even close to being able to do that so I'll wait until I am), admired all of the things available, and then at the checkout I picked up a knob of pure beeswax. My sewing-store blob/container has been on its last legs for awhile but it did last me almost 10 years, I am SET now for like the next 25 years with this one. Very pleased with that purchase, definitely planning to go back when I have more time.

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Jul. 14th, 2025 08:56 am
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Baby woke up just as I was getting dressed on Friday morning, so I was a bit late getting to work. Mainly because she wouldn't stop hugging me and looking sad whenever I went close to the front door. How I can I just walk out the door when she's being that cute? Thankfully, her early morning meant that she went down very easily for her nap while I was home for lunch. Chicken Tikka Masala for dinner.

Stared at the cassock embroidery some more, and discovered there is way more metallic embroidery on there than I first realized because it's done in silver and is super tarnished. Spotted some plaited braid stitch, my nemesis, I hadn't noticed before either. Not much, though, so I'm taking it as a good opportunity to practice the cursed stitch where it won't be very noticeable if I flub it.

Woke up Saturday feeling the best I have in months. Rode that energy wave and made blueberry muffins for breakfast, and cleaned the dish pile and scrubbed the kitchen so it's finally in  a decent state again. Baby went down for her nap easily, so I had the time to make a big pot of mac & cheese for lunch. After eating, I started tracing out the loose kirtle pattern onto some gridded interfacing so I could alter it into the cassock pattern. Got halfway through before the baby woke back up.

Rest of the day was pretty quiet. M went out to the range for a little while, and came home fairly late. The baby had a supernova burst of energy in the early evening and went completely crazy running around the house. Wore me out, I tell you what. Wore herself out too, though, and she passed out pretty easily at bedtime. 

Once she was down, I finished tracing and cutting out the cassock pattern, and drafted out the sleeve. The body of the thing seems to be pretty good, though it needs some extra length at CF and CB, which is an easy enough fix. The sleeve, however, doesn't work at all. I had drafted out the original sleeve from the embroidered cassock in an attempt to make things easier when I transferred the embroidery pattern, but alas, it doesn't fit at all into the armscye. I should have anticipated this, since the back of the embroidered and plain jackets are extremely different, but my brain glazed over that. Ah, well. So instead of futzing with the current pattern, I'm going to draft out the two-part sleeve, and I'll just have to make the embroidery pattern work on that instead.

Stayed up way too late working on patterning, and paid for it dearly on Sunday. The baby woke up at the crack of dawn, which meant I was up, too. I had enough umph to make us all some breakfast sandwiches, but I quickly lost steam with so little sleep. Thankfully, she went down for her nap without a fight, and I passed out on the couch. Woke up a couple of hours later because I was suffocating in the heat, so since the baby was still asleep I crawled into my own bed in the nice cool bedroom and tried to get a little more shuteye. Only managed about an hour more, but at least it was something. 

M made a trip to the store to pick up some beverages and some fruit. We had leftovers for dinner, and I just tried to stay on the couch and not move much because I was feeling pretty lousy. Felt the baby kick for the first time, though!

Because of my wonky sleep over the day, I wasn't tired enough for bed until 11:30 or so, so I'm not at 100% today. 

Today is M's birthday! He took off today and tomorrow, but I didn't have the time available, so I'm at work today. He's made no plans to celebrate today, but maybe he'll think of something for this evening.

Better

Jul. 13th, 2025 06:00 pm
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Today things have calmed down into their regular routine. Tom is happily snoozing and seems to be getting used to his splint.

Poppy somehow tied his toy around himself, but normal other than that!

More Murderbot Articles

Jul. 13th, 2025 11:41 am
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A really thoughtful essay on Murderbot: ‘Even If They Are My Favourite Human’: Murderbot Just Explained Boundaries

https://countercurrents.org/2025/07/even-if-they-are-my-favourite-human-murderbot-just-explained-boundaries/

“I Don’t Know What I Want”: The Line That Changed Everything

In the final moments of the season, Murderbot says: “I don’t know what I want. But I know I don’t want anyone to tell me what I want or to make decisions for me. Even if they are my favourite human.”

This is not a dramatic declaration. It is confusion wrapped in clarity. A sentence that holds discomfort and self-awareness in equal measure. It reflects a truth often ignored in stories about intelligence and emotion: that it is okay to not know, as long as that unknowing belongs to the self. In a world that constantly demands certainty, this line opens up space for uncertainty without shame.



* And a great interview with Alexander Skarsgård!

https://collider.com/murderbot-finale-alexander-skarsgard/

So, it just wants to start fresh and get away, and figure out who it is and what it wants. It doesn't really know that. I quite enjoyed that Murderbot didn't end up having answers to all the questions or knowing exactly what it wants. It's more messy and complicated than that. But it definitely knows that it needs to find its own path and make its own decisions, to make its own mistakes, and not have the Corporation or anyone tell it who it is or what it wants.

Recent Reading

Jul. 13th, 2025 08:26 am
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I am very brain-dead from going to a work conference in Atlanta this week. Getting up at what amounts to 4am personal time, to then spend sixteen hours go go go with way too many people, none of whom are comfortably anonymous strangers but also none of whom are friends, is exhausting. I got home late Thursday and took Friday off, even napping on Friday afternoon, which is something that I'm generally incapable of. But that's exhaustion for you, I suppose.

(The last time I napped, come to think of it, was after my last work conference, in which not only was I sleep deprived all week, but I came down with a case of literal hives on the airplane home. Ugh.)

Anyway. None of you are here to hear about all that. ;-)


Lois McMaster Bujold, A Civil Campaign (1999)

Read aloud with [personal profile] grrlpup. First time for her; re-read for me.

This was one of my favorites from my first read of the series; I'm happy to say I liked it even better on re-read. I'm not sure how well it can be read as a stand-alone, as it assumes a working knowledge of Komarr. But I do like the strong ensemble of characters, and that the conflicts are mostly social and personal, instead of military or mystery. (Which does not stop it from rising to an action-packed climax at the end: I believe Grrlpup and I read the final three chapters in one day!)

Grrlpup's favorite characters were Dr. Enrique Borgos and his beloved butter bugs, and it is true: it is always a delight when they come on the page. Armsman Pym was also a favorite; she'd very much like to see his pov. (Alas, we do not, as I recall, ever get it in the series. I wonder if anyone has written Jeevsian fic for him?) And once again Lady Alys is serving strong Judith Martin vibes -- I do wonder if Martin was an inspiration for the character.


Lois McMaster Bujold, "Winterfair Gifts" (2004)

Read aloud with [personal profile] grrlpup. First time for her; re-read for me.

Taura, my beloved! *hearts-eyes* And I am fond of Armsman Roic, too (although I don't think this satisfied Grrlpup's desire for a Pym-centered story). Quick and sweet read, like a delicious chocolate truffle.


Daniel M. Lavery, Dear Prudence: Liberating Lessons from SLATE.com's Beloved Advice Column (2023)

I don't read many advice columns, but I find them most satisfying when there is an implied code of social logic that underlies them. (Make! The social! World! Make! Sense!) Lavery clearly has such a code, and the code tallies nicely with mine, which made this a pleasant read. I do enjoy the bits where he reconsiders the advice he originally gave; it's nice to know that even confident advice-givers grow and change over time. There's a chapter or two of letters on transitioning and/or coming out, presumably as Lavery himself was transitioning at the time and drawing more of that kind of question than I usually expect to see in a general-topics advice column.


Saeed Jones, How We Fight For Our Lives: A Memoir (2019)

Brief, lyrical, eminently readable memoir of growing up gay and black in the 1990s in Texas, attending university in the 2000s in Kentucky, and the death of his mother in the 2010s. There are some painful topics (gaybashing, homophobia, Christian evangelism, racism, a sexually self-destructive phase, and his mother's aforementioned death), and consequently the material gets heavy at times, but I raced through this in a day, always willing to turn the page and see what other thoughts and experiences he had had.


I also have a gob of Hum 110 bookgroup reading to write up, but I'll save that for their own posts.

Murderbot Interview

Jul. 12th, 2025 03:05 pm
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Here's a gift link for the New York Times interview with Paul and Chris Weitz, who wrote, directed, and produced Murderbot:

https://www.nytimes.com/2025/07/11/arts/television/murderbot-season-finale-chris-paul-weitz.html?unlocked_article_code=1.V08.exvw.M_qE37ROOT58&smid=url-share

Tom's Diary

Jul. 12th, 2025 11:53 am
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Tuesday: Hanging out outside. I think I'll go find that food under the stairs and try to get a treat. I'll meow really loud.

Wednesday: I've been kidnapped. What is this place? I heard the treat people say something about a clubhouse.

Thursday: I'm in a small box. I'm in a car. Something is missing. What's happening? Back in the "clubhouse"

Friday: I've been kidnapped again. Two large cats here. Lots of food. Why is the sky exploding?

Saturday: This might be ok. Treat people telling me I'm safe now.

Sunday: Zzz

Monday: So much food. I think I'm gaining weight!

Tuesday: Zzz

Wednesday, almost midnight: The perch looks nice. OW. What happened. Fall. Planter broken. Limping. In small box. Something about a "fracture."

Thursday: Pain meds. Sleep. So much sleep. Not so sure about "safer" inside.

Friday: In small box. Something about finally having an "appointment." Leg wrapped up. Stupid cone on head. Something about another appointment in two weeks. Something about eight weeks to heal. Treat people are nuts if they think I'll stay confined.

Saturday: Sid and Poppy are super nice. Sleeping with treat person. Get supervised break from cone. Get grumpy, but then zzzz.


So, Tom, in keeping with a new tradition I don't like, somehow knocked a heavy planter off the windowsill and fractured his foot. The regular vet couldn't fix it and sent us to the emergency vet who she thought could get him into the attached surgical vet, but couldn't. He got sn appointment for the next day. He's a super sweet boy and doing ok with it, but he clearly is not happy with the situation!

As far as the tradition, when Sid and Poppy were fairly new, they had emergencies too. Poppy swallowed yarn and Sid missed a jump and landed wrong.

Tom will be fine, but everyone is stressed! Poor little guy!

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