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I think my profile covers, like, a lot, but I always feel like I'm going to forget something when I try to sum myself up on a list of interests (and I forget half the things I love anyways, so, there's that, too)

So if you're thinking of adding me to your friends circle but want to know more, ask me here!

Edit - if you're thinking of subscribing and want to message me questions in private, that is also totally cool too! I just like to actually meet the people who subscribe to me since I'm running a fairly open show here.

[sticky entry] Sticky: Leave a Kudos!

Dec. 8th, 2018 11:18 am
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Since DW doesn't have the option to just like a post or leave a kudos, please feel totally free to take this tiny poll and leave kudos if you don't feel like commenting on any particular post.

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Ok, I'm running on about 2 watts of brain power, so forgive me - I'm going to do a quick life update and then run away.

- My husband twisted his knee back on Feb 13th, and lo and behold, we found out on April 5th that actually, it wasn't just a bruise to the meniscus, it was an ACL tear and tears to both the lateral and medial meniscuses.  So, surgery was an absolute necessity.

- Surgery happened Monday of this week and went well! He's recovering nicely and on crutches and in a full leg brace and cannot put any weight on it at all for this week and probably next. Can he do stairs? - Technically! Where do we live? The third floor! So he's in the apartment for at least five days solid. 

- People have been very kind and been very helpful - my dad came to stay with us overnight, friends have stopped by with food or to just hang out. We're not truly isolated.

-Nevertheless, I'm the one making up a lot of the work that he can't do that he normally would, and some new stuff of just taking care of him. He made a big pot of carnitas before the surgery (which is just, such a fucking nice thing to do???) - I am re-heating it and managing groceries and taking care of all the dishes and house pick up and cleaning and fetching things and getting the door when people come by. He also needs some personal help - keeping the icing machine stocked with ice and changing it out and helping him with socks and changing clothes and grabbing things that he can't carry and bringing stuff he forgot so he doesn't have to get up. It's none of it a huge amount? But it's been sort of a lot that just keeps coming up, so it's hard to just get a solid twenty minutes at home where I don't have to get up and tend to something.

-My anxiety is up. [Pirate Voice: AHOY, HERE THERE BE WHINING! WHINGE, HO!]  Partially it's just lack of solitary time - he's in the house all day and there's only one room other than the bedroom, so that's a lot of togetherness. But also I'm anxious that he'll get hurt or that he won't do his PT and the injury will be worse. He's in pain every day and that fucking grinds on him and on me and I feel like a shit for going back to work instead of working from home but I also like my job? I'm worried that we both need to lose weight to help our joint issues, but it's a fucking hard thing to do and I haaate everything about weight loss """culture""" and the shitty way it makes me feel. I'm worried about the house being a mess and it being my fault so I'm clearing all the surfaces and then being tired and my foot hurts and that starts the cycle of being scared about *my* health. 

-And my bike got a flat tire on the way to work today. So, I had to bail and carry my work laptop and all my gear back to the nearest train station and leave my bike there, alone and unloved, until I can get it this evening and figure out fixing the flat tire. And all the stuff was heavy so it was a rough thing to carry it all and I am fatigued. (Or, as the Franch would have it, fatty gay.)

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The starting point of this post assumes that you get that the Confederate Flag is deeply offensive and closer to being the symbol of white supremacist terrorists than  holding any other meaning. We clear? If not  this is not the post for you! Have a nice day. 

With that said, of all the ways I expected Midsomer Murders to be wildly offensive, draping Confederate Flags over absolutely everything in a Wild West themed episode was not among them. Holy fucking shit, do the English not know this?

This episode aired in twenty fucking ten! 

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Poll #21636 Quick Check on Some Racist BS
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 12

If you hear a story about a white man harassing an immigrant Asian woman who is his neighbor, and your first response is "Why did she give him her email? What happened between them and cause him to behave like this? What was their relationship and how did it turn so sour?" how racist is that response?

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Mean: 3.83 Median: 4.5 Std. Dev 1.40
undetectable from background norm of racism 11 (8.3%)
22 (16.7%)
31 (8.3%)
42 (16.7%)
Super duper racist 56 (50.0%)



EDIT March 22/2019:

Forgive me folks, I posted this while I was irritated at someone and left out quite a few key details. I also had vaguely meant to sound like a sarcastic "on a scale of very racist to super racist," etc etc, but I quite failed in the sarcasm, and I ended up sounding confusing and probably kind of gross myself. I'm sorry - I did this in a hurry and didn't review properly, on a reasonably sensitive subject. That's on me. 

BACKGROUND: On a far distant forum, a schoolteacher was asking for advice on behalf of her colleague, a new assistant teacher, a woman, who had recently moved from China to the US to help the new Mandarin program get started. The new assistant teacher was getting emails from a white man, her neighbor, who decided to tell her about  his generalized hate for Chinese people. The assistant teacher felt it was a threat and possibly a sign of violence, and had tried to go to police to ask for help. The police had declined to help because it wasn't a direct threat against her, just against Chinese people *generally*, and that the town was very safe and she should just block his emails.

The schoolteacher in question was posting to ask advice on what next steps to take to help her Chinese colleague, who is pretty freaked out. Some of the advice helpfully suggested by other members of the forums was good! Including: getting in touch with a lawyer, documenting all the times this scary man reaches out, talking to local Chinese-American groups to ask for advice and help about how to handle it. 

And, of course, One Person had to be That Guy, and she decided that it was Simply Impossible, Too Much to be Believed! that a random white dude in a random majority white town with a minority population of Chinese people, would just at totally random decide to harass a newly immigrated Chinese woman who lived near him. Ms. That Guy simply Had To Know, WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED, that this isolated immigrant woman would be targeted in this way by a white dude in his early 50's??? What had PASSED BETWEEN THEM??

And so, That Guy (who, yes, is a woman, in this case, the forum is women-only) asked a whole bunch of questions that generally implied it was more important to Figure Out the Motive of the scary white dude harassing his neighbor than actually figure out ways to help the neighbor. 

*insert Picard facepalm*

So I pointed out that actually, we don't need to know the motives of this creep - we need to help these people be safe and figure out safe ways of stopping his behavior. Racism exists, people of color get harassed by white people without provoking them in any way - this is not an extraordinary claim that requires extraordinary proof to be believed. People sometimes share their emails with their neighbors, and men frequently use women's contact information to harass them, and people of color often get harassed by white people - as the Dothraki say, IT IS KNOWN.

As often happens, the That Guy woman decided that """"people""""" were calling her racist, """"just because she's white"""" and flounced away. 

And then I got annoyed and vague posted about it in an effort to vent my irritation, and then left you all in a state of confusion. :/ Not my best day. 
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I am biking every day to work now and have decided to optimize a few things to make the process of biking, which I adore, something that is also easy to sustain.

- Recently got a very Dramatic Haircut from past the shoulder length hair to pixie cut with an undercut and I am d e l i g h t e d with how fast my hair dries now.  I can wash it every day and it's amazingly dry in like 30 minutes. Is this how men live?

- I have decided (well, oozed into) getting serious about packing my toiletries kit bag for lightness and ease of use, since I am biking every day now and arrive a sweaty mess, and have discovered the following things in the last few days:
  • Solid soaps are just as good as body wash, provided you pay for reasonably good soaps. Cutting the soaps into smaller chunks means you can bring several different soaps for your face and body in the same container.
  • Solid shampoo aka Shampoo bars - brilliant concept, shampoo that's a bar of soap. No spilling, and they make several that are sulfate free aka good for color-treated hair. I have gone somewhat overboard and bought about 10 different samples from three companies to try things out.  Again, cutting chunks off the bar means you can fit it into your travel soap tin with the other soaps. 
  • Contact lens cases make perfect storage for liquid skin treatment stuff that you only need a very little bit of - moisturizer, skin treatments, sun screen, eye cream. When you only use about three droplets a day of something, but you need it every day, contact lens case - perfect for a little dollop. 
  • Gel anti-antiperspirant can be scooped into a small leak proof tub and applied with your fingers and works just as well as bringing the whole stick. But bringing a tiny amount means you don't have to carry whole plastic stick in your kit every day, bulking up the thing.  
  • A quick drying travel towel is w o r t h it. So worth it. 
  • Getting toothbrush travel cap that has a suction cup on it is ideal bc then you can just stick it to things that are not normally covered with toothbrushes and it is hilarious. 
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I went to my lunch knitting group with bitterness in my heart about linear time and it was a balm to my wounded soul.

Tired girl

Feb. 20th, 2019 03:48 pm
kitewithfish: all magic comes with a price (once upon a time; all magic comes at a p)
The husbeast has learned a new trick - walking with only one crutch. Huzzah!
I left the house with sink of dirty dishes bc after having some delightful friend over for dinner last night (dinner which they brought! and left leftovers! Good friends indeed!) 
I am still feeling like I am running short on patience and time. Husbeast is actually doing kind of great on providing emotional support for my generalized levels of tiredness and grump. He is a Good Boy™. 
I am re-listening to Come From Away – which is hard to describe other than “moving”. It’s emotionally intense? But I have trouble pinning down what exactly the emotion is – grief and gratitude are chief. 
I haven’t been reading as much as the last few weeks. I have officially abandoned City of Stairs, but I picked up Black Tides of Heaven, which was a gift of a book. I read Ulysses by girlbookwrm which is great, and one of the tentpoles for the next episode of Be the Serpent, a podcast of deep literary merit. 
I have actually been listening to a lot of podcasts in the last week or so – it’s something I can do while in the shower or doing dishes, so they are kind of perfect.
Podcast Recs!
Be the Serpent – a podcast of deep literary merit. They are all writers, and they all talk about fanfic with as much respect and affection as profic.They are a delight AND they post annotated transcripts with each new episode. ALSO, I have really liked all the stories and books they have recommended so far!
You Can’t Do That – a hockey podcast by four know-it-alls who know a medium amount. A bunch of hilarious horny women with tongues firmly in cheek discuss the NHL and players’ social media. 
Wine and Murder Night – two hilarious women watch cozy murder mysteries and drink wine. It’s great and deeply chatty. 
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The husbeast's knee is still being a jerk - his doc says, given his level of mobility, that it's probably a bruise and not a tear to the meniscus, and to give it another 10 days on anti-inflammatories and stay on crutches.

It's hard to buy that it's only been four days - I feel pretty stretched thin. Normally, we do a fair job splitting the housework and food prep, and Husbeast does the driving, so to have him at home for several days and have all of that on my shoulders feels like a lot.

He bought himself crutches and, after I read a tumblr post praising shower seats, I got him a cheapy shower stool so that he can actually get a chance to bath properly instead of stewing. 

That being done, in the last couple of days, which I had off, I have not actually been super restful!  I did groceries and got the dude out of the house to a coffeshop for the first time in days while I did that, I have done laundry, made soup for the week for dinner, cleaned my bike's front wheel and brakes to try and kill the awful shrieking noise, made lunches for the two of us for the week, bought replacement bras for my favorite one that went rogue, bought replacement orthotic inserts for MY foot issues (which I have to do every 6 months and had just let it go way too long), and replacement orthotic slippers so that I don't wander around the house barefoot. 

I have learned that when I'm taking care of someone else, I can't dick around with taking care of myself - I have to do what works, and what's easiest, or I get burnt out fast. So, I sprung for buying my orthotic inserts online instead of going to the podiatrist (about $10 more expensive but doesn't mean I have to take a trip to the doc during the work day), and made a soup that I like and works well instead of thinking about new recipes, and let myself buy takeout on a night when we still had some food in the house that could have been a meal.  

In short, all of the things I am doing to take care of myself involve being willing to throw some money at a problem and I have absolutely NO PATIENCE for anyone who says that people doing caretaking work or who have disabilities themselves need to scrimp and save and should ashamed of getting help or extra money. Fuck that - this is already exhausting and I have an end date in sight. 
kitewithfish: (eddie brock; bisexual disaster)
The past twelve hours have been too cinematic not to write it down.

Last Night: 
I'm eating Chinese take out at home, watching a Korean period drama about zombies with a glass of wine while my brownies cool on the counter under their layer of Valentine's Day chocolate ganache.

A text message! My Dear Husbeast is at his gym, injured and unable to walk due to a twisted knee!  He needs a rescue - he can put no weight on his knee. 

I summon a ride, go there, meet his fencing coach, he helps me hobble the Husbeast to the car and we're driven home. The very kind driver also helps me get Husbeast over the icy road, into the house, and he heaves himself bodily up to the third floor while I open doors and assist.  Once in bed, with ice and water and painkillers, he's stable and fine and will be talking to a doctor in the morning. I do the dishes I was planning on leaving because there's nothing worse than being stuck at home when the house is filthy, and we agree to cancel our Valentine's Dinner out.

This morning:
Because Husbeast can't walk, I do some set up for him for the day, but he's mostly fine. 

I grab Chinese leftovers for lunch, head downstairs.

I pull my bike out, and do some minor maintenance I have put off for too long. Air in the tires, oil on the chain, and then wipe it clean. Ready to go!

Loyal Steed is perfect, but the roads are covered in black ice and the ride is very, very slow picking our way around it. I have to pop into the car lane a lot in places where the bike lane is blocked or just looks unsafe. (Thank god for the separated bus lane in some places!) While traffic is slow, some drivers are not mindful of safe distances and it's much more stressful than usual. 

I get to work, and head to the shower. I already know I'm going to be late, but hopefully not too late. 

BUT. My Chinese takeout has leaked from its container into my tote bag. The sauce is dripping out onto the floor through the bag -  a bunch of things are coated or soaked. 

Fortunately, I never put my clothes in the same bag as my lunch! My work outfit is safe.

So, I dump everything out from the tote, and stick the empty bag under the shower nozzle. Soon, it's clean, but the shower smells of takeout while I take my shower. I dry off and start to get my clothes on. 

BUT. My favorite bra has broken! The underwire is poking out of the seam, and it's going to be visible in this dress. Drat. I get dressed anyways, and head to my office.

At my cube, I hang my wet tote bag on a hook, grab my tiny emergency sewing kit, and realized, that the needles are lost.

BUT, I have my knitting kit, and that has a few sewing needles in it. I grab two and head to the bathroom.  Dress off, bra in hand, I stitch up the channel for the underwire and the bra is fixed, for now. I sit down at my desk, and start to get some work done, an hour late.

So, what have we learned, children?


kitewithfish: circulate that flask (john constantine needs a drink)
City of Stairs is again proving the problem - if it's a plot point that your country isn't producing steel, where are you getting your cars? Seriously, where is the steel for cars, roads, and infrastructure coming from?  

Okay, much is explained by this interview: The author does not in fact care about the stuff that's bugging the fuck out of me. 

from Bigger on the Inside: Talking with Robert Jackson Bennett about City of Stairs

Brian Slattery: To someone following your career, a move into fantasy doesn’t seem all that unlikely. So it’s interesting that you mentioned yourself that you would “never set anything in a second-story world, chiefly because I always felt these sorts of things were kind of, well, a big pain in the ass.” Then you went on to say that “I’ve never been happier to be proven wrong—I’m having a tremendous amount of fun.” Can you flesh this out a little bit? Why did you shy away from a book like this? What changed your mind? And once you dug into it, what did you discover that a fantasy book could let you do that you hadn’t been able to do before?

Robert Jackson Bennett: Well, to be fair, it is a big pain in the ass. To maintain this world, I have to carefully curate what is now an eleven-page Word document consisting of a 2,000 year timeline, along with varying names of the months, the days, the religious texts. This would be a pain in the ass to maintain even if it corresponded with a real-world history (imagine a Word document summing up the Tudors), but when the burden rests on me to provide the name of the book or town (or whatever), and make sure it’s consistent with all the other books and towns I’ve mentioned thus far, then suddenly I have to think very long and hard about this tossed-off mention of a thing in a single line of the book that has no long term consequences on the plot whatsoever.

But it actually is quite a bit of fun. What I’m describing are the most boring bits, the parts I like the least, but I also get to do all kinds of fun things, where the way the miracles work and the ways the cities are structured reflects what I feel to be the nature of our own real world, only distorted. Fantasy offers us the opportunity to take the limitless contradictions that confront us in our world and set them against one another, thus allowing us a rare peek into what makes these contradictions both so ridiculous and so desperately human.
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I'm reading a book!  It's called City of Stairs by  Robert Jackson Bennett - it's pretty good so far, and I'm not going to spoil anything for folks (particularly since I have only read up to Chapter 6 "A Memory Engraved" myself at this point), BUT I'm going to complain about something kind of pedantic that I can't unsee - NO Spoilers beyond, like, the first 20 pages.

The book so far is pretty great - the main character is investigating a crime in a colonized city called Bulikov, semi based on (medieval? Imperial?) Russia, that has this really interesting history!

Bulikov used to be fundamentally constructed using some magical principles, including one that was fundamentally interwoven into its architecture and construction, so that when [historical, off-screen spoiler happened] the architecture of the medieval walled city of Bulikov was fundamentally broken and warped in a single instant.

Whole sections of the city snapped out of existence in The Blink, while other twisted and changed and started to overlap in unplanned ways. The city is characterized by hundred of sets of stairs that used to lead to buildings or paths that are just gone and now they just hang in the air, ominous and weird. In the intervening century or so, the city went from being the capital of an empire to being a completely screwed up backwater - there's very little trade, the climate got drastically colder and wetter, and the people who live there have resisted cooperating with their new ruling government so the infrastructure seems like it's very fucked. Very little has been done to make it a more livable place since the horrific disaster that befell it. 

Now, this is all great and cool and makes sense! Interesting history and worldbuilding, totally fascinating stuff, really atmospheric and awesome - I'm honestly super into it. 

What doesn't make is the cars.

The main character is driven everywhere in cars, and people drive in and get in and out of cars all the time. Cars are driven without commentary on the ride, the roads, the people driving them, who hires them, or the kind of vehicle it is. Again, I'm only six chapters in, maybe this gets fleshed out later, but for now, the cars are driving me up the walls. 

Because cars in a medieval style walled city barely make sense if there has been a rich government pushing through funding for streets maintenance and repair on a regular basis for a century.  Look at Europe - in older cities, that have had lots of money to rebuild and maintain roads, cars are still kind of poorly fitted into the structure of the really old parts of the city where the roads are narrow and twisty. I live in Boston, and cars just barely make sense here, where there's been a huge cultural push to make sure that there's always space for cars. The spacing of roads, buildings, intersections, all make for challenging conditions to drive in, and that's with basically constant attention to the roads and huge financial investment in their maintenance on a local and federal level.

If Bulikov's covered in staircases that go nowhere, never removed or maintained, aren't there a bunch of roads that similarly don't make any sense anymore? Roads that just end in weird places, or don't connect to any other roads at all, or end in cliffs or mountains where bridges or tunnels used to be? Or roads that are vastly wider in some places and narrow dramatically for no reason, so that you have to squeeze oddly down for no reason?  Roads that connect with radically different historical paving methods, cobblestone here and asphalt over here?

How is this Bulikov navigable by car, if there are places where it's hardly navigable on foot due to the disruption caused by disaster and disrepair?

And the weather change would also make the existing roads awful! Roads constructed for a warm dry climate would not last over cold wet winters - one of the reason roads in Boston are so bad is that the freeze-thaw cycle of ice over each winter widens cracks and breaks thru the top layers into the substructure below. And that's with roads that were purpose built for cold hard winters - the remaining roads in Bulikov should be falling apart, even if they didn't poof out of existence all at once. 

So, the answer to my feelings is, of course, that cars work because the author wants characters to travel and kind of didn't care about the roads and didn't actually invest a lot of time in figuring out if cars would work or not. Which is fine! Not all elements of a world need to be equally fleshed out - there needs to be space for story. Or, possibly, since I'm coming at this from the middle of the book, this is all fleshed out and there's some reason why cars are different or the roads are repaved, or something, and it's all explained.

But for now, every time I read a passage about how the character just gets into a car and then arrives someplace else, I want to tear my hair out and go, EXPLAIN.

Is this a thing for folks? Are there books out there you love that just have, like, ONE nitpicky little detail in the worldbuilding that feels off? Or that you love everything about it so much and the worldbuilding hiccups don't phase you? 

kitewithfish: https://squarebox.dreamwidth.org/1924.html (john constantine cannot believe this shi)

I miss Tumblr

Not the current version of tumblr, which I can go and visit, which is like the children's exhibits at an art museum, with half the important but controversial people left out of the conversation and all the bits covered up by papal fig leaves

I miss the weirdness and the art and the random porn that also commented on character and stumbling into a three-month-long fight in a fandom I legit have never heard of that turned into a gif dance off and a watercolor porn fest at the same time.

It was weird, and now it’s gone, and I love dreamwidth, don’t get me wrong, it’s much much better at having conversations and community and I think it’s better at keeping people from being harassed, and maybe I’ll get into Pillowfort if enough people I like show up there, but. Man.

I miss tumblr.  

kitewithfish: (pride and prejudice; austen; knightly; s)

I feel like this week has been devoid of good posts because it's been delightfully social and therefore my reading time has been limited.

Or, has it? I haven't read too much in the way of actual printed traditional books, but I have read or started to read some delightful works on AO3!

Some recs!

A Degree of Compatibility by astolat Fandoms:Transformers Animated (2007) Arranged Marriage

Author’s Summary: ”And what’s the price for a Decepticon leader’s help these days?" Optimus said. "Head of his captor on a pike?”   The Councillors started falling over each other hurriedly protesting, no, no, of course not, how could Optimus think, never—and Megatron laughed over them all and said, “It’s not your head I want to mount. I have demanded you as my consort.”“Okay, well, that’s—unexpected,” Optimus said, blankly.

Why I Love This: This an arranged marriage fic that is also absolutely about finding out that you are 100000% down for what your arranged spouse is down for. This is absurd and wonderful and leans very hard into the idea that Optimus Prime is actually not just a Good Person TM opposing the evil forces of Megatron, but, like, an actual badass in a way that only Megatron has noticed.  It’s got a lot of Optimus being utterly dense about his own wants and desires until he is suddenly very much not. Quick read, and I have never seen this movie and never will!


Have I gushed about You Could Make A Life ? Because it’s a kind of wonderful novel about falling in love with your teammate in the NHL, only to discover that, wow, he’s actually even more into than you are.  And then becomes a story about being together, coming out, navigating a marriage when you’re the one hitched to a rising star, and negotiating a place for yourself anyways.  I'm recc'ing it now because I have been reading a companion story WIP this week called Impaired Judgment (and other excuses), which just hit a major story turning point and its damn great. 

You Could Make A Life started out as an original work that was posted on AO3, and while all the characters are original creations, it’s very much a loving and deeply critical nod to NHL hockey,  and its fandom and fanfic. So it’s not going to have a recognizable Big Hockey Name With the Serial Numbers Scratched Off in it, but it’s definitely something that I got into because of hockey fandom. While also being a stand alone work! The novel’s publication came about because of crowdfunding that I supported and I still support the author (I think!).

The author is still writing and posting works in this broader NHL-inspired universe on AO3, and only takes down works as they get near to publication – a lot of them never will. And that’s perfectly fine. All of the series are worth reading on their own, there are lots of small character crossovers that are not gimmicky or even really noticeable unless you have read something else, and it’s just…. It’s really good gay hockey writing. Or ace hockey writing! Or polyamorous hockey writing! She's also a safe author to trust, mostly, with a WIP - she updates carefully and reasonably often. Because she's Canadian, she's a professional author based primarily on crowdfunding, which is amazing. 

Real life update - I am going to talk to someone at the credit union today about getting preapproved for a home loan. This is coming faster than I expected, mostly due to the financial help of my husband's family. I had thought we'd be another ten yearrs getting together a down payment. I'm both really excited about the idea of having a place in the Greater Boston Area that's MINE, ALL MINE, and not moving again, and also deeply creeped out by the idea of having to sell a kidney for the mortgage. We shall see how things work out. It's all of a sudden rather intimidating to actually go and see how much money a bank would be willing to just... give us, on the promise that we'll pay it off later. That's terrifying. 
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 So, over on Pillowfort, SakuraNoMiko had a great post about reading fic without being involved in the canon that I responded to, and I'm posting my response over here because I really enjoyed the process of thinking about it and would love more of people's thoughts!

Quick note: I have no idea how to format html beyond the basics, so there are parts of this that are formatting in keeping with the post on Pillowfort and I am leaving them for now. Let me know if it's showing up wonky for you!


SakuraNoMiko wrote:

That said--has anyone gotten really into a fic without knowing the canon? Read fic before seeing the actual show? I'm curious if it influenced your opinion of the show when you finally saw it.

I have actually read a lot of fic without knowing the canon!

So, I can actually date nearly precisely when I decided that, not only could I read fic beyond the part of the canon I already knew, I could read fic with no intention of ever learning the canon! I lay the credit on this post  from 2006. - https://thefourthvine.livejournal.com/63288.html

Allow me to steal a quote from that post by theFourthVine: 

"[Me and TV] is never going to be a pairing of legend, unless the legend involves a lot of headaches, stupid questions, avoidance, and humiliating misunderstandings.

But I was learning that most major fandoms were TV shows. I felt - well, hampered. But in November 2003, I clicked on Out of Whack. Some careful reading later, I learned a great truth: fan fiction can be canon-optional. Later, I learned that I am actually much more likely to enjoy reading the fan fiction if I don't know the canon when I start, and TV fandoms became my happy home.

See, this seems really obvious to me now, but the reality of the situation was, I really did need someone to give me permission to treat fandom as a worthy effort in and of itself, without having to have a relationship with the canon beforehand. 

Which I was really happy to find out! Because I had a lot of fic writers that I loved who were writing in fandoms that I didn't have access to because they were TV series from before the era of automatic DVD releases - The Sentinel, Due South, etc. And while I've seen a few episodes each from each of these shows, and I can see some of the appeal of the original canon, it's just been so long and I'm so divorced from the standards of normal at the time, that I'm fine with just giving up on the canon and enjoying the fic for what it is. 

SakuraNoMiko wrote:

A possibly secondary question: of course, fanfiction wouldn't exist without some sort of canon source, but do you think it's necessary to know the canon to fully enjoy a fic? Like, do you think a fic should be able to stand on it's own, or is that kind of  stupid idea, given that fic is made to be alongside canon? What about AUs that have very little to do with canon? Fics where people are acting out-of-character?

Somewhat obviously, I'm going to land on "Nope, you don't need the canon to love the fandom!" Good writing is worth it, even if you are going to miss some of the context or you have to check in with a fandom primer to get. Good writing is an experience worth having, even if you end up not knowing the exact lines between canon and fanon.  And like you mentioned, you can pick up a lot of canon just from being in the community. 

In some ways, reading without canon does mean that you are more vulnerable to getting confused about the facts of the canon - like you mentioned in watching Supernatural, you'd picked up that demons were really common, well before that became true in canon.  I've definitely picked up some elements of Transformers fic and assumed it was canon, only to read stuff that made it clear, whoops, that's just one author's headcanon! Or a common fanon that not everyone agrees with! 

One tactic I have used for getting familiarity with fandoms I know I am never going to connect with canon - I read a lot of meta! Episode summaries, or primers, or Youtube videos talking about the show - they are all usually very explicit about what's canon, and you can pick up the main facts about things. On tumblr, meta posts took a lot of that role!

To be fair, when I think about the fandoms I read in without knowing the canon fully, I usually have a barrier to the canon that prevents me from engaging with it. For The Eagle fandom, I have seen the film, but I can't get my hands on the original books by Rosemary Sutcliffe, so I rely on fandom to flesh out the details from the books. For DueSouth, The Sentinel,  and X-Files, those are all TV shows that are pretty time intensive, and for a while they were difficult to get access to (unless you invested in your own copies of the DVD's) - since the time and money involved were a high barrier, I formed an attachment that was mostly free of canon. Transformers and some other continuing comics series - I like comics but I find continuing series hard to follow outside of collections, and often difficult to find without buying for myself. 

And then there are the fandoms where I was engaged with the canon, and then, welp, to quote Nick Fury: I recognize the council has made a decision, but given that it’s a stupid-ass decision, I’ve elected to ignore it.  Some fandoms, I will read the fic, and I will love them from afar, but holy shit I am not doing that to myself again So, Once Upon A Time,  I'll read some of the fic about the characters I love, but I am never ever going to watch another episode. 

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I have finally finished Maskerade by Terry Pratchett, which was an absurd delight making fun of theatre and and opera and fiction. 

It was a fairly light read, as compared to some other of his books, but given that it was already sort of a loving parody of Phantom of the Opera, I am completely fine with that. It was light and fluffy and made me laugh out loud more than once. I love the witches of Lancre and I found Nanny Ogg just the best damn thing. The b-plot about her novel was great. 

Minor note: while Pratchett is not does not quite cross the line into fat shaming Agnes, he does repeatedly talk about how she's large and moving around takes time and it's not specifically mocking but it's not kind. Might not be for anyone who's feeling less than robustly confident about the value of large women. There is a good deal of nuance about how her weight causes people to make certain assumptions about her and how she works around or ignores those traits, but yeah, there's some stuff there. 
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 The mayor of Dearborn, Michigan, Jack O'Reilly, has fired the City Historian, Bill McGraw, after McGraw wrote a magazine article in the Dearborn Historian about Henry Ford's history and legacy of antisemitism. In addition, O'Reilly killed publication of the magazine.

It'd sure be a shame if that article got around by other means, wouldn't it? After all, Mayor O'Reilly would really prefer if you didn't read it.

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Inspired by [personal profile] jerakeen , I thought I would give the 2005 Pride and Prejudice a rewatch, as part of discussion of whether Austen can really be adapted in the space of a conventional film, or if miniseries are always going to be the way to go.  Since I re-watched the 1995 miniseries less than a month ago when I was home sick, this felt like a fair comparison.

Short Version: Oh, god, miniseries all the way. 

Long Version: The 2005 film does have some great things to recommend it - Keira Knightly is awesome and certainly nothing to sneeze at. Judy Dench as Lady Catherine De Bourgh is finally an imposing figure, instead of just a self indulgent rich lady pissing and moaning about how people do things she doesn't like. 

But the 2005 film simply doesn't have enough time to actually get into who Lizzie is - things happen at a breakneck pace, compared to the novel. There's almost no space for the characters to do the kind of careful, Austenish reflection on the people around them and the social implications of people's actions. The B plot of Jane and Bingley seems pretty shallow. 

For example - the scene where Lizzie gets the letter from Jane that Lydia has run off with Wickham - shortened immensely.  Instead of having a private moment with Darcy where they can both feel privately and deeply the impact of their mutual choice not to expose Wickham suddenly turning horribly against them, as in the novel and the 1995 miniseries, the 2005 adaptation merges that scene with Lizzie telling her aunt and uncle. So Lizzie and Darcy don't get their private moment together, where Lizzie imagines that Darcy is going to give up on a relationship with her forever with this news, and Darcy leaves to immediately go find Lydia and save the Bennets without telling Lizzie what he's going to do. That moment of horrible emotion and guilt and regret that they share is just sort of made weird and stilted because it's not private anymore - the Gardners are there watching the whole thing. It feels less like shared grief and more like just a recitation of "This is where the plot goes next, folks!" 

In general, I feel like the film does a good job getting the stuffed into the film, so if you are familiar with the book, you can fill in the blanks without too much trouble. But it's not doing the book any favors, and it makes for a more trite and less interesting story. By the end of the film, I just kind of missed Lizzie Bennet. 

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I've been kind of proactive in updating my work computer set up to be actually kind of awesome for the kind of thing I want to do with it. 

Basically, I spend a huge amount of time on the computer at work, and I had just accepted that the stuff I had there was what I had to have and had to deal with, and lately I'm not going to accept that. 

SO, I got myself a trackball mouse ( https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B002OOWB3O) which makes me really damn happy because the scroll wheel does this AWESOME thing where you can use it to zoom in on pages, which makes all the massive amount of reading I do significantly less annoying, and it just makes me pleased to actually have things that work and don't suck, and are MINE. 

In a significantly more self indulgent move, I found this compact mechanical keyboard that I'm actually typing on right now (at home!  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01872MCIA) that will replace the kind of gummy and too-big work keyboard that I have been stuck with, and I am already really looking forward to using it. The keys on this one are just nice and clicky without being absurdly loud, and it makes me feel like I am using an actual piece of technology, as opposed to a piece of crap. 

And I recently found out this little freeware app that allows you to adjust the opacity of all the windows on your screen separately. So now I'm able to set myself up with actual work to do, and up on a youtube video about, I dunno, the history of woolens trade in England, and have something pleasant to listen to instead of the noisy people in my office who a) have offices with doors that could actually shut, and b) talk really loudly about boring things. (I have learned way too much about some lady's uncle's summer cabin this week.)

In unrelated news, I have been doing a slow watch of all of Star Trek The Original Series and, honestly, it's a damn great show. I'm still in the first season, so it has lots of chances to become a parody of itself, I guess, but actually, I really like the acting and the writing and even the cheapness of the sets has a certain kind of charm. It's also a version of Trek that is just so... young.  It feels like everything is up in the air, that none of the big decisions have been made and the show is just having a blast making things up as they go. I only just watched Balance of Terror (aka, the episode where the Romulans are introduced) and it's just remarkably compelling TV. I'm kind of bewildered. I thought I would have to make a lot of excuses for it, and I really just don't. 
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which is reading things about Challenger.

I didn't realize I was sentimental about space shuttles until I went to the museum in New York where Enterprise stored and started crying. 

I was seventeen when Columbia died. 

I really wish Columbia and Challenger were in museums. 

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I just cleaned, gutted, and baked three small mackerel on a bed of new potatoes, for no good reason other than I had them and felt like it.

Cooking was such a chore when I grew up - we hardly ever cooked fresh veggies and foods, and I never felt like I knew what I was doing.

It's been a long slow slog, acquiring the skill and experience and tools and ingredients, to get to the point where it's just easy. Where I could go to the store, grab some fish that haven't been filleted and chopped into bits, and just... bake them. Because I felt like it. And then have dinner and lunches for a couple of days, without it being a big deal.  


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