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Feb. 8th, 2026 09:10 pm
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By sheer coincidence, I ended up reading Alix Harrow's The Everlasting almost immediately after The Isle in the Silver Sea. Both books are ringing changes on the same big themes -- the narratives of nationalism, fate and tragedy, Spenser and Malory, depressed lady knights and evil girlbosses -- and from what I had previously read of both Harrow and Suri's work I was tbh quite surprised to find myself liking The Everlasting a bit better.

The premise of The Everlasting: it's more or less the second-world equivalent of the 1920s and we have just had a Big War. Our protagonist Owen has a radical pacifist alcoholic father that he doesn't respect, a war medal that he didn't really earn, a academic career that doesn't seem to be going places, and a face that makes it pretty obvious that at least one parent came from The Other Side. However, his messy relationship with the war has not in any way altered his ardent passion for the greatest figure of his country's nationalist mythology, the knight Una Everlasting, who fought at the side of the nation's founding queen a thousand years ago and died tragically to bring the country stability.

Then he finds a book that purports to be the True History of Una Everlasting, and gets summoned to a secret meeting with the country's minister of war, an evil girlboss who immediately sends him back in time to experience and document Una Everlasting's Last Quest first hand. He gets to write the nationalist myth himself! What fun!

Alas, it turns out that the great knight Una Everlasting is violent, brutal, and extremely burned out about all the people she's killed as part of the bloody process of nation-forging: at this point the citizens think of her as a butcher and she's inclined to agree. Nonetheless, fanboy Owen convinces her to take on this one last quest for the sake of her honor & kingdom & legacy &cetera, with the promise of peace at the end of it, knowing full well that the end of the quest will in fact mean her death.

This is the first section of the book and tbh I enjoyed it enormously. Owen is writing the narrative in first person and his voice is used to great effect: he's a twisted-up and self-contradictory character who shows the problems of nationalism much better as a guy who's genuinely trying to convince himself that he believes in it than he would if he started out already enlightened. I love his embarrassing radical pacifist dad and his judgmental thesis advisor, and, as heterosexualities go, I am absolutely not immune to the allure of large violent depressed woman/weaselly little worm man whom she could easily break in two who is obsessed with her but also fundamentally betraying her. If the book had ended at the end of its first section, I think it would have been a phenomenal standalone novella.

However, the book does keep going. I continued to have a good time, more or less, but the more it went on the more I felt that it had sort of overplayed its hand. Alix Harrow is extremely a Power of Fiction author in ways that didn't fully work for me in the other book of hers I read; I do appreciate that this book is the Power of Fiction [derogatory] but I still think that perhaps she is giving fiction a little too much power ... For the length of ninety pages I was willing to role with the importance of The Great Nationalist Myth, but the longer it went on and the deeper and more recursive it got with its timeloops the more I was like 'wait .... we only have one founding myth? changing the myth really directly and immediately impacts the future in predictable and manipulable ways and is in fact the only thing that does so? Hmm. Well."

Also I enjoyed the evil girlboss right up until it was revealed that every evil girlboss in the country's whole thousand-year-old history had been the very self-same evil girlboss and no other woman had ever done anything. You are telling me you have built up a whole thing about this country's founding myth of the Queen And Her Lady Knight from scratch and that didn't change the country's relationship to gender at all? NO other woman was ever inspired to do anything with that? I am not sure that's as feminist as you think it is ...

Anyway, I do think this book and The Island In the Silver Sea form a sort of spiritual duology and I'm glad to have read them back to back: for such similar books they have really interestingly different flaws and virtues.
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Virtually ethical (500 words) by Petra
Chapters: 2/2
Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker
Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi
Additional Tags: Tragedy, Quintuple Drabble, Hurt No Comfort
Summary:

Obi-Wan is usually pretty good about listening to what Anakin is saying, but not always.


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Blastin' and laughin' so long (750 words) by Petra
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars Original Trilogy
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Leia Organa/Han Solo, Lando Calrissian/Han Solo, Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker/Han Solo, Chewbacca & Han Solo
Characters: Han Solo, Chewbacca (Star Wars), Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Lando Calrissian
Additional Tags: Crack Treated Seriously, Han Solo Shoots First, Humor, In-Universe Meme
Summary:

How "Han Shot First" came to be a meme in the Galaxy Far, Far Away.

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Feb. 7th, 2026 12:53 am
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Festivids reveals have SNUCK up on me they are happening TOMORROW and I have NOT had time to watch all the things I wanted to watch but! here are some things I very much liked anyway!

First, my own three (3!!!) beautiful vids:

Sharp Dressed Man, for Jeongnyeon: The Star Is Born, a glorious celebration of Theatrical Fashion

Touch, for the film Phantom, tense & wistful lesbian tragic romance!

and Ready to Fight, also for Phantom, TRIUMPHANT KINETIC ACTION

I did not expect to receive vids for either of these sources and they are all beautiful and perfect to me!!

And now, an incomplete list of other vids I really really liked and/or was impressed by and/or laughed my ass off at:

who wants to live forever (17776: What Football Will Look Like In The Future)

Congratulations, You Survived Your Suicide (Disco Elysium)

Everything I Need and PC Dyke (Dykes To Watch Out For)

nothing and everything (Hamlet) (the SONG CHOICE)

The Man I Knew (Jesus Christ Superstar)

Here (Labyrinth) (THE SONG CHOICE!!!)

ASSHOLE (Looney Tunes)

Let's Get This Over With (Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead)

Ya Ya (Sinners)

There Is No Ship (Steerswoman)

man (Victor/Victoria)

I hope some of you enjoy some of these as much as I did!

How to Like Ballet, Part 1

NSFW Feb. 6th, 2026 04:54 pm
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the inevitable daemon AU, omgggg.

your curious body sitting on the shore (5481 words) by raven
Fandom: Heated Rivalry (TV)
Relationships: Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov
Characters: Shane Hollander, Ilya Rozanov, Yuna Hollander, Rose Landry
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Daemons

It’s not just that Ilya’s daemon is impressive. Like… a wolf. A fucking wolf. Yeah, Shane is impressed by that. It's that hockey players shouldn’t have daemons at all.

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I was despairing of the 73% of American Republicans who are on team GO ICE in a poll NPR just published asking whether ICE has gone too far -- and the 7% of Democrats and 29% percent of Independents who are with them.

[personal profile] hannah talked me down by pointing out that, as discussed in the linked conversation, 27% of Illinois voted for Alan Keyes over Barack Obama, which was patently bananas.

I remember a certain male role model in my life talking up Alan Keyes. This does not increase my faith in his understanding of politics, or indeed his inhabiting of the same planet I do.
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This was a really solid page-turner.  I think marketing did this book a little dirty—the cover art gave me romantasy vibes, and the marketing copy called it "dark epic fantasy," but I don't think it's quite either of those things?  It's a full-speed-ahead court intrigue throwdown that happens to be in a fantasy setting.  A very cool fantasy setting, to be clear, and I could imagine some fun building-out-of-the-world if there's ever any more books in this universe, but as-is, most of the action here is about secrets and close spaces rather than magic or battles or romance.

Read more... )
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I saw this summary of Bel-Ami somewhere...

The story chronicles journalist Georges Duroy's corrupt rise to power from a poor former cavalry NCO in France's African colonies, to one of the most successful men in Paris, most of which he achieves by manipulating a series of powerful, intelligent, and wealthy women.

...and was like "oh my God this is SO my shit I must read it IMMEDIATELY." (And then was pleased to discover I apparently already downloaded it a few months ago, so, uh, apparently past-me had the same thought and just got distracted haha.) Anyone who knows my taste knows that "messy drama," "scoundrels being scoundrels," "terrible dinner parties," "dudes seducing and/or being seduced by cougars," and so on, are all on the shortlist of Things That Are Instantly Interesting To Me, and BOY HOWDY does Bel-Ami deliver on all those fronts.

What I wasn't expecting was—

moderate spoilers for the ending, if you care )

Anyway, this was a rollicking good ride; fun as all hell; if it seems like the kind of thing you might like, you will in fact like it, give it a shot. I kept shouting "oh NO" while reading, was occasionally hollering at Duroy to KEEP GOING or NO STOP; it was a rush.

I only knew of Maupassant via his short stories (aside: is it more correct to refer to him as "Maupassant" or "de Maupassant"? no idea how the French name thing works here)—I read "The Necklace" out of one of my mom's textbooks when I was a kid, alongside a couple others I don't remember as well—but I'm surprised I'd never heard of him for his longer stuff! It moved along at such a gallop and was so entertaining throughout. I dunno if you'd want to teach it in high school, exactly (see: aforementioned blackpilledness; I'm not sure if Maupassant is trying to say anything Super Deep here or if he's simply just giving an Incisive, Biting Look at society, which doesn't make the best class material I suppose), but I enjoyed the ride so much. Like a classier and cleverer high-concept The OC, or something. It's possible that tinge of blackpilledness might've been wearying at a longer length, but as-is, I was captivated throughout.

Other scattered stuff I remember enjoying:

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I managed to miss the explosion of "romantasy" as a genre so entirely that, when I went to a writer's workshop a year and a half ago, and a fellow workshopper read one of my stories and was like "yo, you could totally make this into a romantasy and make bank," I was like "oh cool, thanks! what's romantasy, again?" And when another workshopper sidled up to me afterwards and said, hey, this is good but it is absolutely not romantasy, do NOT take that other person's advice," I was like "oh cool, thanks! uh, what's romantasy, exactly?"

I then proceeded to spend all my time post-workshop frittering around writing a bunch of Exactly What I Want To Write without bothering to learn a single damn thing about The State Of Modern Publishing or researching the market at all, so, y'know, thank you kindly fellow students & sorry that your thoughts were so wasted upon me...!

But even so, I managed to vaguely glean a couple factoids and takes about this whole "romantasy" thing. Y'know, the sorts of takes you see on Tumblrs and in Substacks and such—"let women enjoy things" vs "they're pornographic trash" or whatever. Which sure rhymed with some stuff I remember hearing when Twilight was a hit, so when I finally got around to reading Fourth Wing, I was expecting... something like Twilight, right? Something not-really-to-my-tastes but nonetheless satisfying and pulpy? Like, I read the whole series back then, and while I didn't love them and wouldn't have read them if they weren't a popular phenomenon, like... they were in fact a pretty good time! I remember the third book in particular having a very satisfying progression and a cool final battle! I liked the weird Americana backstory stuff with that Jasper guy! The vampire baseball shit was legitimately charming! It was very easy for me to read those books, even as a judgy know-it-all teenager, and see what the appeal was.

I say this to establish some non-snob credentials because I worry I come off like a dragon here sometimes. "I can enjoy fun and normal and kinda trashy things," I say, persuasively and convincingly.

But like... Fourth Wing... really...?

Even in the depths of my virus-induced delirium, I found myself cringing at so much of the language—every instance of "for the win" was like nails on the chalkboard of my soul; so much of the language was just stupid or self-contradictory on a line-by-line level. And by God it repeats itself, often, as though it's worried you're... only barely skimming the text? only half-paying attention? so you need basic stuff repeated to you over and over? but it managed to do this so much it annoyed me even in the depths of my virus-induced delirium! Ahhh!!! (I commented on Tumblr that part of this might just be a "house style" thing? I guess?? if so I hate it???)

And there's so many logical/plausibility inconsistencies—each minor in their own right, each which might be easy to overlook on their own—but they pile up so much I was just left wondering what the stakes were or what basic facts were or who or what I was supposed to care about, so often, that I was just confused and annoyed most of the time.

Like:

This section is literally me just scrolling through my Kindle notes and rambling on everything I marked with a "???". It gets so long oh my God. )

the rest of my thoughts )

...in conclusion I do not think I am the right person to aim to try and write anything in the category of "romantasy" anytime soon.
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Hi all!

I'm doing some minor operational work tonight. It should be transparent, but there's always a chance that something goes wrong. The main thing I'm touching is testing a replacement for Apache2 (our web server software) in one area of the site.

Thank you!

books read; fics written

Feb. 3rd, 2026 01:01 am
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i have been so miserably sick for nearly two weeks now. woe is me!

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during that time, in varying states of lucidity i have finished reading:

* The Poet Empress by Shen Tao (good)
* Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros (terrible)
* Bel-Ami by Guy de Maupassant trans. Douglas Parmée (LMAO???)

if you would like further commentary on any of the above, lmk and i will pontificate accordingly~

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in varying states of lucidity i have also been dashing off fills for the three sentence ficathon. mostly variations-on-the-theme-of-Clair-Obscur-incest because empirically that is What The People Want & i aim to please: un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six.

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HOPE ALL Y'ALL ARE COUGHING A LOT LESS THAN I AM; take care; ta for now~
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Friends, countrymen, listen to my tale of woe… I've written ten thousand words for an audience of five.

Most authors would've chosen to end Even Though We're Adults with Ayano's "Goodbye, Okubo-sensei." Instead, Shimura writes another ten chapters of manga about overpowering guilt, lingering resentment, and the fear of the future. A recurring motif of the final two volumes is people wondering when their punishment will be carried out. What will happen to those they love after their deaths? References to feeling so miserable that death would be preferable suddenly start cropping up. And I'm sitting there holding the pages like, "What??? I thought this was a romance? Happily ever after…?"
it is pretty happy! )

 


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Feb. 1st, 2026 04:37 pm
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I finished Tasha Suri's The Isle in the Silver Sea yesterday and I am wrestling with profoundly conflicted feelings about it. It's an interesting book, it's an ambitious book; it's a book with a great deal to say, sometimes with a sledgehammer; it went in places I didn't expect, and appreciated, and also I think it maybe fails at the central task it needed to succeed at in order to make it actually work for me as a book.

The premise: we're on an island, and this island is composed of Stories About Britain. London is there, constantly caught between Victorian London and Elizabethan London and Merrie Olde England depending on what sort of narrative you're in. The Glorious Eternal Queen reigns forever with her giant ruffs and bright red hair. Each bit of the island is tied to a bit of story, and that story attaches itself to particular people, Incarnates, who are blessed/cursed to live out the narrative and keep the landscape alive with it. At this point this has been going on for so long that incarnates are usually identified pretty early and brought to live safely at the Queen's court where they kick their heels resignedly waiting for their fate to come upon them.

Sometimes immigrants come to the island. When they come, they forget their language and their own stories in the process. They are not supposed to get caught up in incarnation situations, though -- in theory, that's reserved for True Born Englishmen -- but unfortunately for our heroine Simran, she appears to be an exception and immediately upon sighting the shores of the isle as a child also started seeing the ghost of her past incarnation, indicating that she is the latest round of the tragic tale of the Witch and the Knight, who are doomed to fall in love and then die in a murder-suicide situation For The Realm.

Simran's knight is Vina, the mixed-race daughter of a wealthy noble, who is happy to be a hot and charming lesbian knight-at-arms but does not really want to be the murderous Knight any more than Simran wants to be the Witch. However, the plot begins, Simran is targeted by an Incarnation Murderer who kidnaps her best friend and challenges her to meet him on her Fated Mountain, and they of course have to go on a quest where they of course fall in love despite themselves and also learn more about why the current order must be overthrown because trying to preserve static, perfect versions of old stories is not only dooming a lot of people to extremely depressing fates but also slowly killing the Isle. This quest makes up the first part of the book.

I am very interested in the conversation that Tasha Suri is using this book to have about national narratives and national identities and the various stories, both old and new, that they attempt to simplify and erase. Her points, as I said, aren't subtle, but given Our Current Landscape there is a fair argument to be made that this is not the time for subtlety. I also think there's also some really good and sharp jokes and commentary about the National Narratives of Britain, specifically (evil ever-ruling Gloriana is SUCH a funny choice and the way this ends up being a mirror image for Arthuriana I think is quite fun as well).

On the other hand, the conversation is so big and the Themes so Thematic that they do end up entirely overshadowing the characters for me, which I do think is also a thematic failure. The first part of the book is about Vina and Simran's struggle to interact with each other and their lives as individuals, rather than the archetypes that overshadow them, but as Vina and Simran they also never quite felt like they transcended their own archetypes of Cranky Immigrant Witch and Charming Lesbian Knight With A Hero Complex. Which startled me, tbh, because I've liked several of Tasha Suri's previous books quite a lot and this hasn't struck me as a problem before. But I think here it's really highlighted for me by the struggle with Fate; I kept, perhaps unfairly, compare-contrasting with Princess Tutu, a work I love that's also about fighting with narrative archetypes, and how extremely specific Duck and Fakir and Rue feel as characters. I finished part one feeling like I still had no idea whether Vina and Simran had fallen in love as Fated Entities or as human beings distinct from their fate, and I think given the book this is it really needs to commit hard on that score one way or another.

Part two, I think, is much more interesting than part one, and changes up the status quo in unexpected ways. If I pretend that part one landed for me then I'm much happier to roll with the ride on part two, though there is an instance of Gay Found Family Syndrome that I found really funny; you can fix any concerning man with a sweet trans husband and a cottage and a baby! [personal profile] genarti will argue with me that she thinks it was more complicated than that, to which I will argue, I think it could have been more complicated IF part two had had room to breathe and lean into any of those complexities. Making part one half its length and part two double its length would I think fix several of my problems with the book. "but you just said that Vina and Simran don't feel specific enough" yes that's true AND they take three hundred pages to do it! I'd be less annoyed about them feeling kind of flat if we were moving on more quickly to other things ...

Anyway. I didn't find this book satisfying but I did find it interesting; others may find it to be both. Curious to talk about it with anyone else who's read it!

Sidenote: the Tales and Incarnations are maintained by archivists, who keep the island and the stories it contains static and weed out any narratives they think don't belong. This of course is evil. I went and complained about the evil archivist propaganda to [personal profile] genarti, who read this book first, and she said 'read further.' So I did! It turns out that in contrast to the evil archivists, the woods are populated by good and righteous librarians!! who secretly collect oral histories and discarded tales that have been deemed subversive by the archivists but which of course the island needs to thrive. I do appreciate that not all institutional memory workers are Evil in this book and I understand the need in fiction to have a clear and easy distinguishing term between your good guys and your bad guys, but Tasha Suri, may I politely protest that this is in fact also archivist work --

Sidenote two: v. interesting to me that of the two big high-profile recent Arthurianas I've read the thing I've found most interesting about both of them is their use of the Questing Beast. we simply love a beast!!

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Feb. 1st, 2026 02:32 pm
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LAST ONE FOR JANUARY.

Monstress has been on my list for ages, and I noticed the electronic version was available at my library, so I picked it up. What did I know about it? Beautiful art. My friend thenjw really liked it, years ago. Monsters, probably?

Turns out, it is as relentlessly violent as the art is beautiful, and the art is very beautiful. Maika is a sixteen-year-old arcanic--part human, part... demi-god?--who is missing part of her left arm, a bunch of memories, and her mom. What she does have includes rage, passive suicidal tendencies, a lot of trauma from surviving the recent war between the arcanics and the humans, a Dark Passenger, a tendency to eat people, and half of a photo, in which she and her mom are buddying up with one of the Evil Nuns who Eat Arcanic Bodies to heal themselves, stay young, and amplify their magic powers.

The graphic novel begins with Maika getting sold to these nuns. Violence arrives, delivered as often by Maika as otherwise, and It Maintains Its Presence. Monstress definitely has a lot to say about trauma and power and WILL use cannibalism to do it. Often. Over and over. I found it kind of relentlessly bleak.

There are so many mysteries in this world (what is this mask, what is this Dark Passenger, where's her mom, who's that, who's THAT, how are those people related, what's the Dusk Court, is that person dead or not, what happened to Maika, what does the Dark Passenger want, why is Maika special) it's hard to keep track, and a mystery--where finding out solves the problem--is not that fundamentally interesting to me. Personal problem! But. The volume certainly opens enough threads to keep an epic fantasy humming for a while, and if this is a volume-one-only situation, that's not so bad. If the comic maintains this level of adding mystery on top of mystery, I think I'd lose my mind.

That said, I told a friend although I wouldn't be rushing to volume 2, I could see the story sticking with me, and the ending of the volume--it's flirtations with hope and with betrayal--certainly offers a kind of upside-down emotional cliffhanger that leaves me curious about if Maika's new direction will to last or immediately be ground to dust.

Recommend, if you're into bloody trauma reckonings, beautiful art, body horror, what we'll do to survive, and how in-groups use the creation of out-groups to get power. Also it's matriarchal, I guess, but that largely means most of the people have boobs. They're still awful people! Complimentary.
 
BONUS:

As for Akane-banashi, which I love, I read all of the available e-book volumes as fast as the library would allow. Let me crib from others about how it works and why it's great: 
  • Everything rolameny says
  • Tumblr user arcnoise said, "i love a story that just cares about craft and goes out of its way to point out to its audience all the reasons why you, too, should care about craft" and they're RIGHT

All I have to add that although I appreciate that Akane is an underdog because her dad is dead (fired), I wish she lost more. However, I recognize that the team didn't think the comic would last even a year, so they were really going for it!!! And don't worry, Akane makes plenty of mistakes. I just wish she'd cry... 

Okay that and I completely lost my gourd at vol. 14. Incredible, incredible use of comic art to illustrate theatrical art. Made me want to see rakugo so bad. Also really added to my appreciation of Kenshi Yonezu's "Shinigami."

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Jan. 31st, 2026 10:47 pm
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Grimly. I will be flooding your reading page.

Gerald Morris's The Lioness and her Knight is the seventh in Morris's series of Arthurian retellings, which I did not know when I checked out the book. I'd only done so because a friend mentioned it was her favorite book as a kid. Turns out, it doesn't much matter--Gawain and his squire, the main characters of the first few books, show up, but I think the series may be written to be fine in whichever order.

Lioness uses the Troyes romance, "Yvain, the Knight with the Lion," as its main source, although there are references to Gareth and Lynette. I was not familiar with either story. Didn't matter! Our main character, Luneta, is the daughter of Gaheris and Lynet, and she Wants to Go to Court, where people are Fashionable. Her parents agree to send her to her mom's friend, Laudine, after the planting is done. Luneta does not care about the planting! Normal thing for someone who lives in a rural area to think, especially when there is one (1) servant mentioned on the estate! Thankfully, one day, her knight-hopeful cousin Ywain shows up, who is more than happy to take her to Camelot, and from there, to Laudine's. Ywain: It's like a quest!

They meet Rhiance, a fool, shortly after starting off, and he travels with them to Camelot--and onward, because Ywain is super excited that there's a stone that causes storms, protected by a knight in red, who beat up Rhiance. AND the Red Knight told Rhiance he had to be a fool for a year!! Ywain is going to avenge him!! Rhiance: You don't have to do that. Ywain: I gotta!!!! Rhiance: Please don't, I didn't like being a kight. Ywain: WELL I'LL JUST FUCK AROUND WITH THE STONE AND FIGHT HIM ON MY BEHALF THEN

From there we have problems, including, love at first sight, invisibility, killing your loved one's husband, not having a calendar on hand, half of the Malvolio plot from Twelfth Night, parents, madness, burning at the stake, learning magic, King Lear if it was two sisters and Lear was already dead and King Solomon was there, kidnapping, slavery, not wanting to talk about your feelings, and finding this woman your age kind of mortifying actually. Also very, very repressed pining.

Ok. So. In the first third, I was losing my mind a little because Morris cares maybe one fourth of a whit about the materiality, politics, or theology of medieval life. I was reminded of nothing so much as early 2000s Whedon-esque writing, where the point is the banter and the cleverness, and indeed, there's a whole section that's pulled word for word from Twelfth Night for no reason other than Morris was like "who is going to stop me? the twelve year olds?" It's funny! It's not self-satisfied, quite, but it is extremely self-indulgent. God knows, otherwise folks just talk like people in a sitcom; nowhere else (except when cribbing from Shakespeare), does anyone talk with a cadence even remotely approaching verse.

What's more, Luneta (our fashionista) (yells into my hands about medieval fashions simply NOT working on contemporary time scale or-----), turns out to be a practical heroine who is, of course, not like other girls. She wanted to be a boy when she was young! She prefers the company of Ywain and Rhiance to other women her age!*

Medieval hierarchy is also irrelevant--there's a scene where they're having a party in Gawain's rooms, when Gwen comes in, and no one even stands up. This isn't even remarked upon, because no one here would expect anyone to stand up for a queen. Later, a peasant is given a castle, and no one objects. One gets the feeling this is because Morris knows that these people are people, so of COURSE they'd have the same relationship to power structures he would: We love social equality!!!

No one in the book is remotely worried about their relationship with the divine, which is also telling, in terms of Morris's relationship to the stories' original contexts.

That said. I had a great time actually.

I suspected, at first, that the thing Morris most cared about was having fun, and it's almost infuriating how successfully he carried off, since it means he maybe could have put more pussy into it, but I also can't be that mad at a book that meant to be fun and then was!!

Morris, who is a pastor himself, lets only a tiny bit of theology into the book. It's the form of a hermit whose relationship to God is "give thanks to God, enjoy life, and do what you love," who he calls the Hermit of the Hunt. I didn't find any reference to this character when I looked it up, but there is so much cribbed from elsewhere in this book that I wouldn't be surprised to find it's out there somewhere.

Anyway, this idea animates the book. Not only because Morris clearly believes it, but because Luneta and Rhiance have a discussion about how difficult it would be for them to live with that kind of trust. I loved this; I love the dimension it offers Luneta, Rhiance, and the book's world. It echoes the difficulties Ywain, Luneta, and even Laudine have in identifying what they want, as well as the book's underlying joy in happiness. (Am I still just so glad anytime a character encounters friction in their decision-making and relationship to the world? Maybe!!)

Spoilers, but interesting in re: the book's dimensionality. There's also a bit where, after freeing some folk from indentured servitude-cum-slavery, Morris allows himself to surprise his reader with people-who-seemed-nice having known about the slavery, who still wish it would continue, and with a woman whose life was shaped by it so strongly that she doesn't know how to live any other way. Unexpected elements.

Furthermore, for all that Rhiance and Luneta do banter, they avoid becoming banter-vessels. Was lovely to notice myself rooting for them. 

I really had a great time. It is not only the kind of Arthuriana I'd have adored as a teenager, it was charming as hell as story. At first I couldn't imagine reading Morris's version of the Green Knight, but now I'm deadly curious. Joy in life is one of the poem's elements I find fascinating, and it might be very fun to see Morris's take on it.

*This is where I say yes of course, I am who I am, and who I am is happy to imagine the AU where Luneta is transmasc and Rhiance is like oh yay, a boyfriend. I think they'd have a lovely time. I'm also happy for Laudine, Ywain, and their live-in third, Philomela.

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Jan. 31st, 2026 10:12 pm
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I also listened to Lemony Snicket's Poison for Breakfast on audiobook, although--as good as the narrator was--I think that was a mistake. I think I both would have read it faster and been able to spend more time with it in text. I suspect it would reward a reread, but there are too many books, so. Not at this time. 

Poison for Breakfast is the story of Snicket, after breakfast, finding a note on his floor that says, "You ate poison for breakfast." The rest of the book, which, he repeatedly informs the reader, is "true," recounts how he dealt with this information. Which is, of course, very reasonably, going for a walk and thinking a lot, about things from supermarkets to translation to how to cook eggs to how much of the human body is water to libraries to what it's like to look at gravel really close up to, his returning interest, the state of bewilderment.

I had fun. I mostly spent it thinking about how finely crafted it was to make a certain type of bookish child feel at home, but I think there is room, there, in his bewilderment, to welcome children who might not find themselves natural word enthusiasts into considerations of death, truth, storytelling, bewilderment-as-pain and bewilderment-as-beauty and bewilderment-as-opportunity, and more. And I admire it. God knows kids think about death and truth and relationships and power and history and lying and beauty and pain and things they don't like and things they do like and the shock of finding either.

It didn't strike me as interesting, philosophically, as Sophie's World, in which one is hit round the face with multiple contradictory ideas that all sound reasonable (formative), but in fairness, I didn't read Poison as a preteen, and I did read World as a preteen, and I have no way of knowing how preteen blot would have felt about Poison. Comforted, probably. 

I did find myself misty-eyed at the end. And I certainly added many books that at least, in Snicket's description, sound fascinating, to my TBR list. He's also, of course, right about Nina Simone's "Sinnerman."

A strong recommend for a certain kind of kid, and maybe even for a certain kind of kid you'd be surprised to find was a certain kind of kid. I'm very glad Handler is out there writing books for kids.

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Jan. 31st, 2026 05:14 pm
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I am trying so, so hard to get these done before February, lol, since I've not read much since I started. Sadly. Two modes of blotthis---

I listened to Heather Fawcett's Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Fairies as an audiobook. It was an experiment to see if certain types of books--books I expected to like fine, but, as books which might hew closer to established tropes, might not require all of my attention--could work as the kind of background noise I use throughout the day. 

And it was a success! As a piece of semi-background listening, I really enjoyed the majority of Emily Wilde. I found Emily charming and well-developed; I was surprised at the deftness with which her autism was sketched; I enjoyed the villagers; and even though Wendell has a terminal case of being a Howl-alike, I liked him too. Overall: Lovely sense of voice and pacing. Very enjoyable midday relaxation noise. 

A few words about the book's plot, or whatever: Emily Wilde is a (very autistic, though she wouldn't use those words) Cambridge professor of Dryadology, and she's gone north to document the Hidden Ones of Hrafnsvik, a fictional town in a fictional Scandinavian country, whose fairies have never been documented before. Emily does not consider what documentation "counts," nor does she wonder about the power structure of telling people's stories to other people. We're told, later in the book, that Emily has gotten into trouble with the Academics by trying to give co-writing credit to people she's interviewed, but the arguably inherently imperialist nature of anthropological encyclopedias is not within the book's bailiwick. Fair enough.

Emily immediately gets off to the wrong foot with the villagers (autistic) (believable, although one wonders how in the world she's managed her previous field work, honestly); her academic rival, Wendell Bambleby, (who she suspects 1) to be a fairy 2) to falsify his research), shows up for reasons she Assumes are To Steal Her Credit (it's partially that. partnership! he squawks! partnership!). They find themselves increasingly entangled in the village's relationship to the Hidden Ones, solving increasingly troubled knots until Emily finds herself in a Very Serious Scrape involving the King of the Hidden Ones.

It was at the introduction of this Very Serious Scrape, in the book's final third, that I found myself deeply annoyed for the first time. To make the plot go forward, Emily is required to carry the idiot ball, going against everything Fawcett and Emily have told the reader about her, and, Fawcett has to break some of the rules for magic she'd established elsewhere in the book, either through Emily and Wendell's experiences or through Emily's research. (IS SHE UNDER A SPELL OR NOT. DOES [REDACTED] HAVE AWARENESS OF--drags hands down face.) Fawcett mostly righted the boat, once the Scrape moved into The Consequences, but it was a distracting disappointment. 

The novel also suffers from the K-Pop Demon Hunters problem of "If one supernatural creature can be human-reasonable, why not others?" or, in some ways, its inverse: "If none other supernatural creature can be human-reasonable, why this one?" Although Everett mostly avoids the question, it still bubbles up, both in-text and in the reader. One can only hope that, since it's part of a trilogy, Everett will address it. 

There were a couple of moments I found truly delightful, including Emily's relationship with the minor fairy, Poe; a moment in Dire Straits where Wendell has to yell at her to stop thinking about other stories about Fairy politics, and then she inserts a footnote to be like "well but there ARE lots of examples" (the comedic success of this footnote did make me judgy about other, less successful footnote jokes); and a very funny moment that might be an audio-only decision, where a disguised Wendell still has Wendell's exact accent. Despite this, it takes Emily a moment to recognize him. Funny as hell.

Finally, I found Emily and Wendell's romance quite charming. I understood exactly what Wendell sees in her, and she in him, even if I agree with Becca that the Howl who is actually a fairy is not nearly so good a joke. I was also flummoxed by her positive relationship to a person who falsified research, but that does somewhat get addressed... I do wish some of their hijinks had become more properly cahoots. I become more struck by the rarity of the romance couple who improvise joyously towards the same goal. Sarah and Tristam TalRing you will always be famous. Perhaps it is too much to ask. Or maybe Fawcett made cahoots the project of the remaining books in the trilogy. I do not know, and I am not raring to find out. I will read them someday, or I won't.

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Even you can be copacetic (400 words) by Petra
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker
Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker
Additional Tags: Drabble Sequence, That's Not How Any Of This Works, Romance out of order, Try again later, A+ Jedi Pedagogy, Obi-Wan Kenobi's A+ Parenting
Summary:

In which Anakin and Obi-Wan go from having wild sex to talking about important things, but not immediately. Inspired by a Tumblr post about a non-traditional progression of intimacies.

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