Emily! I forgot to say before because I am a bad host, but thank you so much for the watercolors! The teeny tiny one is already framed downstairs.
Angelus ,'Damage'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Glad to know favorite bugs and buses!
Currently reading: Promises Stronger Than Darkness (e-book) and the first Lockwood & Co (audio). And the new Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction came today so I'll need to be starting that
I would like to note that Target had some cute and soft PJs that I was strong-willed enough to not buy yesterday
I'm currently reading my UK hard copy of The Screaming Staircase (first Lockwood & Co. book) while down with a cold. If my attention span degrades further, might just switch to the nine million L&Co. AO3 tabs I have open.
Colds. Dislike.
Listening to it on your rec, I think!
What are other folks reading? Including fic?
Ninth House and its sequel Hell Bent, by Leigh Bardugo, are fucking fantastic. I'm about to start The Remarkable Retirement of Edna Fisher. (Description: "When you're a geriatric armed with nothing but gumption and knitting needles, stopping a sorcerer from wiping out an entire dragon-fighting organization is a tall order. No one understands why 83-year-old Edna Fisher is the Chosen One, destined to save the Knights from a dragon-riding sorcerer bent on their destruction. After all, Edna has never handled a magical weapon, faced down a dragon, or cast a spell. And everyone knows the Council of Wizards always chooses a teenager-like the vengeful girl ready to snatch Edna's destiny from under her nose. Still, Edna leaps at the chance to leave the nursing home. With her son long dead in the Knights' service, she's determined to save dragon-fighters like him and to ensure other mothers don't suffer the same loss she did. But as Edna learns about the abuse in the ranks and the sorcerer's history as a Knight, she questions if it's really the sorcerer that needs stopping-or the Knights she's trying to save.")
I am totally on board for an 83-year-old Chosen One.
Ooh, 83-year-old Chosen One is intriguing!
I got the e-book of Seanan McGuire's Laughter in the Academy a while ago; it's a collection of short (some very short) pieces with, if I remember correctly, each one related to a letter of the alphabet. I bring this up because under "K" some aliens arrive and humans have to prove that they (we) can produce something they will consider worthwhile. Our music and literature are negligible to them, so it's getting dangerous. Then an old woman comes up with her granddaughter and a folding chair and pulls out her yarn and knitting needles. The aliens are impressed. And when they leave, each is wearing a nice warm scarf.
Steph that sounds interesting I'll have to look it up.
Today I've been rearranging some , I have a chifforobe (kind of this style [link] but the small door has a mirror on it) and it's been in the art/office room where I forget what is in all the drawers and it takes up a good chunk of wall space. And in the bedroom I got this weird shelf thing that I now think is some kid of standing desk maybe (I dunno found it cheap at the thrift store) because I didn't like what I had and also I would put clothes in the old dresser thing and then forget it,. So I was trying an open shelving approach. It's not good for the bed room,
So the chifforobe is now in the bedroom and the narrower shelf thing is in the office/art room and I have it almost full of stuff and there is room for more storage or something. I have gotten some of my clothes put away. The only issue with the bedroom is that the chifforobe faces the bed, which means the mirrors do and I'll have to see if I can stand seeing that much of myself. It's also kind of big for the space. I am contemplating getting rid of the chifforobe. I really like it but it's not as practical as I would like it to be.
I have things I need to get out in the mail tomorrow. I emailed the lawyer and they are going to call me tomorrow to set up an appointment so I can go just have an in person appointment and kind of go over some things and ask some questions . It's been awhile and I think having a sit down, status of things, and I have questions type of meeting will help me, Maybe.
As for reading.. I've fallen into MCU fanfic again. I just started keeping tabs open instead of my old way of reading which was just going down the results or bookmarks , reading something, and then going back and going to the next thing. I have way too many tabs open.
One of the stories I just finished was Steve Rogers at 100: Celebrating Captain America on Film, [link] I've read it before but it was on someone's bookmarks (which I end up using as rec lists) and had to read it again. Steve and Bucky get introduced to all the various film adaptations of their lives right before a big film festival. This is the summary:
“Heil Hydra,” the enemy agent shouts.
“Heil this, motherfucker,” says Captain America, shooting off a rocket.
Steve and Bucky find out Hollywood has been busy since they went away. A historical survey, i including but not limited to: one set of exploded genitals, a brief interlude in France, Mel Gibson and other masterworks of casting, eight Academy awards, several dinosaurs, and something Tony Stark has ominously dubbed “the masterpiece.” Art included.
It's interesting and kind of meta and Steve and Bucky's reactions to on screen them fighting dinosaurs is hysterical.
just clearing up TBR, mostly.(Actual Mom wants me to stop buying stuff till I clear up what I already have) "Lessons in Chemistry" is pretty good, but it also has a high quirk factor, like that "Bernadette" book from a few years ago. I kind of love that it's so different and yet? wonder why nobody in the whole book, like, grunts over the morning paper, like people, you know? Some true-crime and some politics(While they are still not the same genre...bitter laugh) I like most of it in different ways, but it's been a long time since I read anything and, you know, *had to* know what happens. I miss that. Especially because it's not that my life got really fab.
I’m listening to Patrick Rothfuss’s The Name of the Wind, which I also need have in paper back, and could swear I had read before. But apparently not.