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I wanted a piece of jewelry to commemorate handing off Con or Bust, among other things, but nothing was really grabbing me, so I outsourced creativity and asked Elise Matthesen to make me a surprise pendant. I prompted soft green (after a necklace I bought last Readercon and broke a while ago) and/or freedom. The result is called "Breathing Room" and it's glorious; it makes me feel like I'm wearing a protective amulet or armor. I posted pictures on Twitter.

(Elise is having a big sale now and has promised to do something with the makes-a-surprise later this weekend, so check the shop out!)


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Muppet debate, part 3

2019-04-19 20:30
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Zizek starts by talking about China's economic success.

Zizek you are using big words Peterson will not understand this.

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By Marge Piercy

The courage to let go of the door, the handle.
The courage to shed the familiar walls whose very
stains and leaks are comfortable as the little moles
of the upper arm; stains that recall a feast,
a child’s naughtiness, a loud blattering storm
that slapped the roof hard, pouring through.

The courage to abandon the graves dug into the hill,
the small bones of children and the brittle bones
of the old whose marrow hunger had stolen;
the courage to desert the tree planted and only
begun to bear; the riverside where promises were
shaped; the street where their empty pots were broken.

The courage to leave the place whose language you learned
as early as your own, whose customs however dan-
gerous or demeaning, bind you like a halter
you have learned to pull inside, to move your load;
the land fertile with the blood spilled on it;
the roads mapped and annotated for survival.

The courage to walk out of the pain that is known
into the pain that cannot be imagined,
mapless, walking into the wilderness, going
barefoot with a canteen into the desert;
stuffed in the stinking hold of a rotting ship
sailing off the map into dragons’ mouths,

Cathay, India, Siberia, goldeneh medina*
leaving bodies by the way like abandoned treasure.
So they walked out of Egypt. So they bribed their way
out of Russia under loads of straw; so they steamed
out of the bloody smoking charnelhouse of Europe
on overloaded freighters forbidden all ports—

out of pain into death or freedom or a different
painful dignity, into squalor and politics.
We Jews are all born of wanderers, with shoes
under our pillows and a memory of blood that is ours
raining down. We honor only those Jews who changed
tonight, those who chose the desert over bondage,

who walked into the strange and became strangers
and gave birth to children who could look down
on them standing on their shoulders for having
been slaves. We honor those who let go of every-
thing but freedom, who ran, who revolted, who fought,
who became other by saving themselves.

* "Goldeneh medina", Yiddish, literally "Golden Land", idiomatically America

Muppet debate, part 2

2019-04-19 19:50
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APPLAUSE! The Muppets have arrived! Announcer announces that there is to be no recording or heckling.

Stephen Blackwood is the moderator, says some self-congratulatory shit, and then welcomes the Muppets.

Lobster in a suit, Oscar looking slovenly as always in a polo shirt and pants that don't reach his shoes.

Oh shut up Stephen, this is not "real thinking about hard questions" this is mud wrestling.

IDEOLOGY! *takes a shot*

Stephen just claimed that neither are primarily political thinkers. Broken clocks, etc.

"Surprising agreement on deep questions" yes they both have cryptofascist leanings.

"Let's hear it for psychoanalysis!" Audience cheers.

I am pretty sure no one has ever called Zizek "dazzling" in his life until now. Zizek facepalms, then yawns, then claps for himself.

Audience is overwhelmingly Peterson fanboys, judging by the cheers.


There is far too much San Pellegrino and not enough coke on this table.

EACH OF THEM GETS TO MAKE A 30 MIN OPENING STATEMENT oh god. Then each has 10 min to reply. Then there's 45 minutes of fanboys asking questions. It's going to be a loooong night.

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Found a totally legal stream. No sound so far. No one on stage either, but it looks legit. Apparently there is no sound on the paid one yet either.

The audience looks about half empty. I guess not that many people wanted to pay $500 for a ticket? There's, unfortunately, a live chat as well, and it is full of fascists, tankies, and people just typing "sniff" over and over again.

Now faded to a galaxy thing with an ominous silhouette.


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Learning how to fold things so they are in horizontal rows rather than vertical stacks is definitely the point where this tipped over into "hobby." However, it does make stuff WAY easier to find.

These are before-and-after aerial shots of my T-shirt drawer:

Kermit vs. Oscar

2019-04-19 17:50
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Turns out the livestream of the Kermit vs. Oscar debate is $15, because there is nothing that Peterson will not shamelessly monetize. Obviously I am unwilling to pay this (I wouldn't be if the filthy lucre wasn't going to Peterson, but it is). Unless something changes in the next hour and a half, I hope you're all cool with me holding off on the lulzy commentary until tomorrow when the torrents go up and watching the season finale of Disco instead.
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so when I realized she'd never seen or heard of The Sixth Sense, I added it to our movie line-up.

She was actually surprised by the twist. This is such a novel experience, I felt I had to record it for posterity.

We've also watched Empire Records (Eva was deeply caught up in the question of whether or not Joe is actually Lucas' foster father, or if he's just fatherly) and 10 Things I Hate About you (we lost Heath Ledger entirely too soon). Also, unrelated to this all, Jenn and Eva watched Legally Blonde. I was surprised that Jenn had never seen that movie before. She was surprised that I've watched it at least seven times already. I'm not sure which fact is more surprising.


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Farah Mendlesohn's new book length study of Heinlein is, hands down, the best volume of Heinlein criticism yet published. Everyone with a non-trivial interest in deepening their grokking of SF's most famous, most controversial, and least understood author should read it.

Mendlesohn's book is the first posthumous book on Heinlein to not come from a card carrying member of the Church of Heinlein. Fannish essays and books that put Heinlein up on a pedestal, if not an altar, and decline to engage with the less savoury parts of his work and views, are easy to find, and pretty much useless for trying to understand the author, especially when it comes to his flaws and shortcomings.

Mendlesohn does not hesitate to discuss Heinlein's inadequacies as a writer. His literary heroes were mostly satirists like Twain, but he seemed to lack the ear for satire, as his own attempts in that mode mostly fail to come across as such. His (cold war motivated) decision to give up city living and move to small town Colorado, far from any nuclear targets (and later to small town California ditto) caused him to fall increasingly out of touch with America's cultural and political zeitgeist, but he never seems to realize just how out of touch he had become. Thus, for example, throughout his career, he modelled characters in intimate relationships on the interactions of romantic leads in the screwball comedies of the 30's, long after such comedies ceased to have much salience to most of his readers. He put a lot of trust into certain kinds of authority (military officers and America's mainstream media especially) and certain sources of information, without ever asking himself if those authorities were trustworthy or if the view of the world being conveyed by them was accurate. This left him woefully ignorant of the extent and nature of America's institutionalized racism, and ill served him when it came to understanding the cultural transformations of the 1960's. It also enabled him to maintain an incredibly shuttered view of foreign policy and the extent of America's imperialist activities and international bullying during the cold war.

The second chapter of the book, a thumbnail biography of Heinlein, is worth the price of admission all by itself, because unlike Patterson, Mendlesohn knows how to highlight what biographical events are important and use them to illuminate recurring themes and explain otherwise puzzling motifs in Heinlein's writing. I learned more about Heinlein from reading that single brief chapter than I learned from Patterson's huge "biography" of endless undifferentiated trivial details.

The third chapter provides an overview of Heinlein's body of work, divided into his short fiction, his juveniles, and his adult novels. The rest of the book abandons the usual work-by-work approach and instead delves deeply into Heinlein on a theme-by-theme basis.

In two brief chapters, Mendlesohn explicates Heinlein's most common storytelling techniques and rhetorical tropes, several of which I have never seen touched upon in any previous book of Heinlein criticism - such as his tendency to make the viewpoint character of the story a sidekick to the real protagonist, or his fondness, especially in his later books, for writing picaresques rather than novels. Then in five much longer chapters, she tackles Heinlein's politics and his ideas of the proper ordering of society, his views on racism and slavery, and his take on sexuality and gender. In each case, she is able to sort out and explain Heinlein's views far better than any previous Heinlein criticism that I have read.

Just as every person wishing to do a biographical study of Heinlein from now on will be forced to slog through Patterson (and I feel great pity for every one of them), so too every critic who wishes to write about Heinlein's fiction from now on will need to refer to Mendlesohn's book. Unlike Patterson, however, Farah Mendlesohn's book is well organized and well written, making it not only immensely informative and educational, but also a pleasure to read.

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2019-04-19 16:00
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still rsi left wrist

plassyuing flight rising bc i can do that w right mouse hand

also sryth

& weirdly, ipad & pencil 2 drawing on procreate. last night: sketches of pike & enperoro georgiou

ara ius playing the game arsenal an fps w evil chickens. i thought of you, [personal profile] rachelmanija

oik, typing 2 hard. see y'all l8r
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I am impressed.

Again, spoiler warnings in effect if you read this before watching the episode...

Co-executive producer, and director of the two-part second-season finale for Star Trek: Discovery, Olatunde Osunsamni discusses the processes of making this episode in the link below:


To everyone who worked on that story, my thanks for work well done.

anniversary meme

2019-04-19 13:04
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10 years of Dreamwidth?! I always forget my LJ/DW anniversaries (I also nuked my early LJs and DW, whoops. First LJ was 2000, no, 1999 maybe.....). Here's to many more!

The vi'lets from her lap, and lillies fall:
She misses 'em, poor heart!
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....WHOOPS, I apparently missed my own 10-year anniversary on this DW about a week ago. (I forgot my mom's birthday. Twice. I never forgot T's birthday, but for years I thought it was two days later than it really is.)
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Only a year and two months after I moved in, my mirrors are finally hung! Pics! I'm so pleased with how they look and the guy was so fast! He was done with both in less than an hour! Next weekend, the bench is assembled and that'll go under the mirror in the bedroom - between the windows but away from the radiator - and everything will be complete!!!

The exterminator came also, which is good because last night was like a nightmare in the kitchen. Things had been mostly quiet on the bug front lately, and I guess I got complacent because I was not prepared at all for last night. But I watched him spray the baseboards and put some gel on the lip of the backsplash above the sink where I can't reach, and hopefully that will take care of the problem. There's no food out and the sink is dry after 8 pm, and I wish they would just go away. It's so upsetting.

I also got the laundry done, and I'll fold it tonight while watching the Mets. Yesterday, I caught up on Brooklyn Nine Nine, which was a good choice, because it made me laugh a lot, and then last night's episode made me laugh even more. Everything with Holt was COMEDY GOLD. And Mark Evan Jackson looks amazingly attractive with that beard.

In other news, did you know that jelly shoes are in fashion again? I would like a pair of gold sparkly ones, but I doubt at this point I could wear them comfortably. I lived in them in the early 80s though. And those awful Dr. Scholl's sandals - you know the ones! - before graduating to Candie's.

Anyway, here is today's poem:

All Objects Reveal Something About the Body
by Catie Rosemurgy

Crisp is to the apple what
flexed is to the body.

Poor apple.

Being bitten is to the crisp apple
what walking is to the ripe body, but it's more complicated than that:

the apple of the face has been given
to the running juice of the body

and the body, which is often gracious,
makes it shine.

Lucky apple.

Having a core is to the apple
what having a core is to the body, city, method, circumstance, endeavor.

Having a core is flower-shaped and hurts
in the way that having a shape hurts, which is to say

it hurts ironically, because to have limits
is not just to make a declaration upon a mountainside,

it is also to be the mountainside. Having a flowering core
also hurts in the way that being flower-like always hurts,

which is to say sexually, as if the whole self
has exceeded the skin, which it hasn't, which means

we always seem to be opening but never ever do.
Both these types of suffering color the air

when we pause to have them. The affected atoms
are hard to see amongst the billions

of sofa atoms, newsprint atoms
but, like the illnesses in the crystalline sea, they are there.

Red apple sliced, quartered, salted. Green apple,

alone in the basket.
Anything left on the shelf becomes weak,

suggestible, vulnerable to other shapes, hungry to be refilled
by something other than itself,

a poison apple.
The joining we do with others needs containing.

Apple pie.
Imagine the mess. Imagine a finger touching the sack of the heart.

Imagine being stopped, controlled that powerfully.
Imagine nothing like that being possible. Nothing ever stopping you

at the root of the breath. Huge apple.
The world in reference to you. How you move. Time a backdrop.

Or close the other eye: you in reference to the world.
How it varies and happens simultaneously.

Good morning.
Little apple.

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I know there's probably entirely justified concern about what information Facebook is gleaning about people who use it - and even if my use of it is pretty minimal it would still be problematic to give it up when there are people in my life who do use it as their primary means of contact.

But I have been lately been given to wonder exactly how granular and detailed is the information that is gleaned, and, okay, I daresay my adblocker is blocking ads so I'm not seeing these anyway, and I've gone into the ads settings and turned off just about everything that might be deployed to advertise things to me -

Which hasn't stopped, once or twice over the past weeks, sponsored advertising posts popping up in my timeline WOT, but after I have spent some time clicking to hide these, the hint appears to be taken...

But, anyway, in the wholly Point Thahr: Misst stakes, when I go into Settings/Ads/Preferences/'Advertisers', and find a whole swathe who come from 'contact list added to Facebook', they are 99.9999 recurring US-based, most of them realtors, with a tiny sprinkling of health-related organisations. And I go through, and I delete them, or at least remove them from view, and wonder Y O Y? how pointless is that? given that my location is one of the few bits of public-facing information available?

Or is this a subtle misleading? and in fact I am being bombarded with subliminal wombattery, because their algorithms have noted that what I post is mostly wombats? and I am being lulled into a false sense of security?

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 I spent most of last weekend on the allotment painting boards for the raised beds.  My wrist has only just recovered - with the help of some industrial strength painkillers and a large glass of muscle relaxant.  In total, I did the equivalent of ten 4.8m x 15cm boards.

Click for pics )

I'm off to Sheffield tomorrow, back Sunday, then on Monday, I may well get round to actually planting actual plants.  

things in the garden

2019-04-19 18:27
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Yesterday Princess Henry came to visit.


He came indoors and checked that nothing had changed since his last visit, then he spent the afternoon hanging out with us girls in the garden. He even got on the bench to watch more closely as I sat knitting in the sun.
And as I typed his name he just reappeared on the garden path.
He's very fey.

This morning, the first butterfly of the year.


Not in the garden: abrinsky who has Come Down with Something, just in time for the first hot, sunny Easter weekend in living memory.
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A delightful middle-grade novel about a girl who acquires a flock of chickens with superpowers.

I feel like that’s really all that needs to be said. Either this is something you immediately want to read, or not. But a few more things I liked about it…

- It’s epistolatory, told completely in the form of letters, chicken quizzes and pamphlets, to-do lists, etc.

- There are a lot of completely accurate chicken facts.

- The superpowers are used the way that actual chickens would use superpowers if they had them. They’re not superintelligent chickens, just regular chickens with unusual abilities.

- The heroine, Sophie, is biracial (white father, Mexican-American mother) and while this is relevant to the story, it’s not what the story is about. Are you or do you know a Latina girl who wants a book where someone like them is the heroine and it’s not about Issues? Do they like chickens and/or The X-Men? Then they are the perfect reader for this book.

- Honestly though anyone is the perfect reader for this book. I guess unless they hate and fear chickens.

Unusual Chickens for the Exceptional Poultry Farmer

And oh, how they danced

2019-04-18 21:52
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As [personal profile] bibliofile promised, the Hubbard Street Dance Chicago performance was fantastic. Their first two pieces, in particular, were -- of all the art I have seen in recent memory -- the most exciting for me (and likewise for my viewing companion J). Both were choreographed by Crystal Pite. I am no kind of scholar of dance, but on the strength of these examples I would follow her work wherever I could find it.

(Hey! She's Canadian!)

The first work was "A Picture of You Falling." It began with a voice that would iterate and elaborate phrases throughout the work, reminding me a little of Laurie Anderson circa the 1980s, though less preoccupied with cliche.

"This is your voice," a female-coded voice, British. "This is a picture of you." Enter a man in a suit, an almost disappointing sign for "the generic" -- then his path is crossed by a woman in a similar suit -- again, that sense of almost-disappointment -- oh, will she only enter the centre of the narrative through his signification? Will he still define the terms of this dance? -- but then the coat comes off and she begins an exploration of movement, extension -- "This is a picture of you leaning back" -- it becomes her dance -- and she gives a solo performance of such strength.

Another dancer. "This is a picture of you, falling. Knees, hip, hands, elbows, head. This is how you collapse. This is the sound of your heart hitting the floor." A kinetic, impossibly flexible performer abstracts and -- yes, again -- elaborates and iterates -- the phases of falling, through some kind of half-narrated dreamlike repetition, like trauma, relived and distorted -- the noise of traffic, metallic crunch, door slam -- I really felt, watching nothing but this solo dancer's body jolt on a bare stage, that his body might fly into pieces. It was terrifying.

Later there is a room, a relationship, a pas de deux of striking equality of power and movement, seeming (to me at least) largely cleansed of the gendered tics of dance roles -- "they danced each other," said J., and I thought that was perfect.

The second piece, "The Other You", is a mirrored work for two male dancers -- uncanny, comic, destabilizing. J. thought it was about depression and I thought it was about power.

I found a great quote on the website of Pite's troupe, Kidd Pivot: "Your actions are pivotal—each change of direction extends your perspective of the possible." Like that.

Here are some clips from a 2012 performance -- but honestly I think the one we saw was more powerful -- sharper, cleaner, stronger, more focused.

* * * * *

And! LES BALLETS TROCKADERO are coming next season! (The drag ballet troupe that Brooke Lynn Heights performed with for five years!)
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This is interesting for Star Trek fans with interests in model-building, graphic design and the like, and you prefer to work with TOS Starfleet hull design aesthetics.

While I bought a license for Amarillo USAF from tlai-dot-com, and consider the freeware font Airborne II superior because it includes character sets for Greek, Cyrillic and Hebrew (in case you want your Earth-built starship hulls to be multilingual), this one went in for getting lower-case glyphs added to the mix.


Notre Dame

2019-04-19 17:47
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Whatwith all of the coverage of Notre Dame, I'd not seen anything about the gargoyles, the grotesques, the carven watchcreatures.

Okay, okay, okay, there's a lot of stuff in and about the fire at Notre Dame, some of which was more flammable than the gargoyles could ever be. But I'm weird this way.


Notre Dame

2019-04-19 17:47
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Whatwith all of the coverage of Notre Dame, I'd not seen anything about the gargoyles, the grotesques, the carven watchcreatures.

Okay, okay, okay, there's a lot of stuff in and about the fire at Notre Dame, some of which was more flammable than the gargoyles could ever be. But I'm weird this way.


Hooray for needles?

2019-04-19 08:36
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I heard back from my doctor's office and they don't have a Measles Mumps Rubella shot listed on my immunization record, so I checked and a shot is fully covered by my insurance, without me having to first get a blood test to check the antibody titer. So I plan to go and get stuck with a needle at lunch, rather than go through all the business of getting a blood test and waiting for results. ETA: Done!

I had mumps when I was, I think, seven years old (I suspect, but do not know, that the vaccine either wasn't required or widely available when I was getting childhood vaccinations), and childhood measles vaccine, and I think the booster I had back in the 1980s was a full modern MMR. But I have no records of any of that, and apparently, immunity can be imperfect, especially for measles, depending on several factors. Also, there have been cases of mumps at the university where I work and nearby, and measles keeps popping up all over due mostly to self-centered idiots who don't vaccinate their children. I don't mind getting a shot to increase herd immunity.

My gym schedule this week was off due to me being sleep-deprived on Wednesday. Last night, I did my half-hour jog and some leg/core exercises. The first fifteen minutes or so of the jog was rough, but I kept going, and it got easier so long as I didn't try to go too fast. I managed to speed up a little for a minute or two here and there. My new Superfit Hero leggings had arrived, so I wore those, and they worked out very well. The brand has pockets now (which I don't actually need, but pockets!, and the fabric feels a little thinner and smoother than my Kickstarter pair.
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I have a great love for containers: bags, jars, boxes, anything meant to hold other things. This sometimes creates a clutter problem, because I've rarely met a glass jar I didn't want to keep. I don't even need to have a need for it; I just like to look at the container and imagine how well it would hold things. This is why I have a collection of mostly empty glass jars on top of a bookcase in my TV room. I just like how they look. And I also have a collection of empty shoe boxes and other packaging materials I admire. Apple’s packaging for its small electronic devices is so lovely: sturdy and elegant and crisp-edged.

But every so often I feel the need to go through and KonMari the heck out of my container collection, which is its own kind of satisfying.

I’ve been obsessed lately with finding a new bag to take to work every day. For a long time I was carrying two: a small black tote for paperwork, and a dingy old canvas bag to hold my lunch, sweaters, extra shoes, library books, and other flotsam.

I’ve been carrying a new bag this week and I’m very happy with it! It’s a cavernous backpack with just enough dedicated pockets to please but not overwhelm: the Eagle Creek Wayfinder Backpack 30L. (I found it at Luggage Pros in Minnetonka, which also does mail order through their website.)

The best thing about it, though? It has a built-in whistle! This delights me to no end.

I know it’s not really necessary to carry all the things I have with me every day—I work only 15 minutes from my home, for heaven’s sake—but it makes me happier and less anxious to have them at hand, so why not?

And now I have a new bag, THE bag, the culmination of my search! I hug it to me!

chapter 5 update

2019-04-19 13:43
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via http://bit.ly/2GnzHyV

chapter 5 of A Complete Education, Misunderstanding, at AO3

This one is long and also contains action. Listen, I had to inject drama, I can’t help it. No Maias are directly harmed in this chapter update. The length was inconvenient; it’s two longish sections, neither of which is long enough to stand alone but together they break my neat pattern of how long these should be. Honestly it wasn’t that neat a pattern so I’m not that sorry. I console myself it’s extra exciting so it’ll go fast. LOL. Hold on through the drama and we get to the earlier snippet I posted with Beshelar the nursemaid, there’s your prize at the end.


Inwardly, Deret prepared himself to be murdered. It would be best, he thought, not to give resistance, and just let it happen. But then he thought of the inevitable scandal. It would probably be inferred, he realized with horror, that he himself was having a doomed affair with Aisava that had somehow gone wrong, and the scandal of it would be far worse for Himself than if he just killed Aisava. No one would believe a nohecharis had gone down in a fair fight with a secretary, because already nobody remembered that Aisava had come up as a courier, and the rough-and-tumble life of couriers was the sort of thing people only remembered in novels and didn’t really appreciate in real life.

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Mum Back in Hospital

2019-04-19 14:22
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Ambulance came to pick her up this morning: she's developed an infection on top of her broken ribs/sternum/cracked vertebra. They're going to be keeping her in at least overnight :(

Salon post: April 19

2019-04-19 08:13
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Welcome to this week's salon post!

Topic of the week
What's your favourite holiday? (Been thinking about this because of a thing I'll put in a comment.)

What I've been up to
A short work week, and a quiet one, and trying to line up ducks for various other projects (including a "Wow, my June is busy.")

Reminders and tips for making this post flow better )
House rules )

LGBTQA Characters On TV

2019-04-19 04:21
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More than a decade ago, I came up with a prediction for the sorts of action + soap opera shows that the CW is noted for, and that I watch far too many of. That concept is called “TV Bi” – the idea is that once we get past most of the homophobia in both our culture and in producers and writers of mass media, then later versions of shows like Buffy or The Vampire Diaries will have many bi characters, because the potential for romance (and the all too common and annoying jealousy plot lines) will greatly increase, since every character could be interested in every other character. I expect this to eventually catch on in a major way.

I couldn’t find a post about this to link to, but I found this one on stages of media acceptance of subcultures, which is relevant, and based on Vito Russo’s brilliant book The Celluloid Closet.

So, I’ve seen what may be the precursor of this, on the CW now less, with the character of Michael in Roswell New Mexico. He’s a male bisexual character who is interested in two of the other major characters (one man and one woman, who are also best friends), and it’s well done and interesting. The other characters on the show are also well done, sadly, the show is quite terrible. The writers can craft good dialog and the actors are pretty good, but the plot is beyond dreadful – it drags on, it’s dumb as a bag of hair, and if the characters weren’t good, [personal profile] teaotter and I would have stopped watching it.

In any case, acceptance of media subcultures has definitely changed since I wrote the above link in 2003. Now, almost every show I watch has at least one gay, bi, or lesbian character, and I’m watching two shows with transsexual protagonists played by trans actors (Supergirl, with Nia Nal, and Pose, which has several trans characters). It’s nice to occasionally look back and notice the progress.
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April is half over and we are tumbling toward May and soon it will be the season of graduating. It seems like every class has a graduation now, so how about you

1. Did you enjoy your senior year of high school?

2. Did you have a senior trip (high school) and were you able to go on it.

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4. What were you looking forward to the most after graduating from either high school or college/university?

5. Knowing what you know now, what advice would you give your graduating self?

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Youngjae is the main vocal of the group Got7.  Here we get to see him performing by himself, and I must say, he does not disappoint.

I have fun trying to figure out where K-pop videos are being filmed based on signs in the background.  Usually I can narrow it down to a town, sometimes to a street, but this time I'm able to narrow it down to a specific block:  Thanks to the include of The Wee Chippy, I know that at least past of this video was filmed in the 1300 block of Ocean Front Walk in Venice, California.

Friday glee has etriers

2019-04-19 09:12
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The Friday post of glee is where you get to tell us about your climbing-related happiness this week.

It can be a new achievement or adventure, or just that you climbed and had fun; it can be that your favourite climbing wall is expanding or that you bought new rock shoes or that you found a cool ice-climbing vid on YouTube. No glee is too small -- or too big. Members are encouraged to cheer each other on and share the squee.

N.B. Please feel free to post your glee on any day of the week; the Friday glee is just to get the ball rolling.

To enhance this week's glee: for a change of pace, instead of a video please admire this badass photo of Archana Bhattacharjee, first woman mountaineer from Assam. You can read more about her here.

Up from the country (10)

2019-04-19 08:58
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 Nonetheless, there was still a little round of diversions, and Livvy was took a jaunt to Vauxhall with Sophy and Sam and Jerome, and to the menagerie at Exeter Exchange, sure she would have a deal to tell the household when she returned to the manor! And Sophy conveyed her to a fine china warehouse so that she might put herself in possession of pots suited to lotions and washes.

Besides those, Livvy minded that some pretty pieces of chaney would make excellent presents for her fellow-servants upon her return.

But that put her into the thought that she should find some gift for Sophy, that was such a fine friend and guide in the ways of Town and great households. It was a puzzle.

It came to her that she might ask Maurice, that was Sophy’s cousin and might have some knowledge of her tastes. So while she was about helping him tidy after what she must suppose was nigh on the final fittings, making sure there was no fallen pins on the floor &C, while he went about the task of folding the garments – that seemed quite an art – she looked up from her labours and asked him what he thought Sophy might appreciate.

Maurice straightened up. Hmmmm.  He looked thoughtful. I have heard her say, he said, that she has seen ladies that had plants growing in pots in their drawing-rooms, and she thought it a very pretty thing. Better than cut flowers that will go wither very soon.

Livvy sighed.

Why, I fancy there are nurserymen sell such things – and sure, you might ask one or other of the gardeners here whether they might advize. He gave her a sidelong glance. I am like to think they would be entire happy to do so.

Livvy blushed. Why, mayhap I will do so, she said. For indeed, that would be a fine out of the common thing to give Sophy.

So a day or so later, when she found herself at liberty with no pressing tasks, she went down to the fine hothouses of Offgrange House – sure, she might be going pick out some flowers for Lady Fairleigh’s sitting-room, or a button-hole bloom for Sir Charles – and peeped about to see might she find a gardener.

She saw a dim figure inside one, and stepped inside.

To her extreme confusion, 'twas no gardener but the Marquess himself, holding little Lady Di and showing off some flower to her – indeed, had been give out that His Lordship was very well reputed for his studies upon plants and flowers and his learning in the matter.

Livvy, exceeding flustered, made a dip.

How now, Bracewell! What do you here? Perchance a flower for your hair when you go promenade?

Livvy blushed, but found herself explaining her mission, at which Lord Offgrange looked exceeding interested. Somewhat that would withstand a living-room – would not require cossetting in a hothouse – would not bloom and die but flower again – do you leave this pretty conundrum with me, I fancy I have some notions –

O, Your Lordship, I would not be presuming –

No, indeed, 'tis just the kind of problem I like to set my mind to – Lady Di, seeing his attention a little distracted, patted his face – Come along, my pet, let us go consider over this together.

Some few days later the Marquess came into the dressing-room as Livvy was putting her various lotions &C into the fine pots she had acquired, and placing them in the very elegant polished wooden box with brass corners that Sophy’s interest had put her into the way of.

She stood up and bobbed.

Why, Bracewell, I think I have the plant for you: might you provide me with a suitable pretty pot I will be about transplanting it, writing up a few little notes on care and watering –

O, said Livvy, somewhat overcome. O, Your Lordship, I did not expect –

Tush. Did I not say, entirely the kind of puzzle I like? Are we not entire grateful for your excellent care of Lady Fairleigh?

Why, 'tis a lady is a pleasure to serve, said Livvy.

The Marquess smiled at her. A pretty pot, he said, about – gesturing with his hands – such a size.

She could not ask Sophy to escort her about this errand, but she had discovered that Jerome was entire willing to squire her about Town did she require it. 'Twas a gratification. She did not think she was about taking any romantic notion towards him, but it was pleasing to a young woman to have such a fine fellow give her his arm, protect her in crowds, show attentive.

At last it came to the time almost to depart. 'Twas considered entire in order that she invited Sophy to a tea-drinking. Sophy came in looking a little sadly – La, Livvy, shall miss you. But, here is a little gift, for a remembrance

She handed over a fine cambric kerchief, edged with exquisite lace and embroidered with Livvy’s initials.

O, such lace!

Sophy gave a little smile. 'Tis Lady Trembourne’s own making. She was being painted by Sir Zoffany wearing the Trembourne Tiara, that is a quaint old-fashioned thing, and desired me to dress her hair for the purpose, and presented me with the lace.

And, said Livvy, bringing out the bowl with the flowering plant, I have this for you.

Sophy’s eyes grew very wide. O, she said, o, that quite exceeds.

A maid came in with tea.

They exchanged a little gossip, and vows of friendship, and considered over the possibilities that they might meet during the summer as Lady Bexbury went about her visits. They embraced and kissed, and Livvy sent her very best regards to Sam and to all in the Bexbury household and to all of Sophy’s connexion that she had had the pleasure of meeting –

La, I fancy Jerome will be somewhat disappointed that you go leave Town!

Livvy gave a little shrug: why, he is a pretty enough fellow, but very fine –

Sophy giggled and said, there was a piece she collected in a play, when a fellow goes mention marriage to a lady, and she replies that she would only have him might she have another suited to working days.

Livvy laughed. Why, 'tis so, and I fancy Sam is a fellow of that kind.

Sophy smiled very doating, and said, that he is.

They made somewhat tearful farewells.


And here they were, seated at the back of the church, Sir Toby and his groomsman already a-waiting at the altar.

O, said Hettie, such a pity that Lady Fairleigh might not come (for Sir Toby’s parish church was so situated that 'twould be a very difficult task to attain to it with the wheelchair). They sighed a little.

But, squeaked Maria, here she comes. O, is that our Miss Millick?

Livvy smiled. Had had some notion of how she would look thus arrayed, most exceeding fine: on Sir Charles’ arm, that would give her away, there being no father or brother to do so, attended by Lady Emily (Em, said Lady Fairleigh, for all her naughtiness, was ever Milly’s favourite, and 'tis very kind of her to offer); o, indeed she had consequence.

Miss Millick had said, looking about with tears in her eyes the fine presents that had been given her, sure she felt like the Queen of Sheba, only lacking the camels to carry 'em over to Sir Toby’s mansion.

And the pianoforte, had said Lady Emily, is already there. (For that was the gift from Lady Offgrange and her sisters.)

LIvvy sat back and hearkened to the words of the service, and Miss Millick’s clear and Sir Toby’s rather muttered responses, and thought that although had been very agreeable to go to Lunnon, and sample its pleasures, and see dear Sophy, was also very pleasant to be at home and in her rightful place once more.

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2019-04-18 23:32
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I have the sort of completely bonkers writing question that is incredibly hard to google for: would cell towers in 2001 or 2002 work with a modern smartphone? Assuming you went back in time to 2002. Which is what has happened to this character in the thing I'm writing. That is, would your modern smartphone have bars and be able to place calls, or would it just act like there were no cell towers around?

Or would it depend on whether your service provider was compatible with the local companies providing towers?

Or is that a total "WTF, just make something up" kind of question?

Ideally, I would prefer it to not work, but this character is in New York City, so if it's going to work at all, it would probably work here.

ETA: I have a number of great answers and I think I'm set; see comments for details! General consensus seems to be that the phone would technically be able to use the network but wouldn't be able to authenticate without a local SIM card/service plan, which sounds good to me and I'm going with it.
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I finally got through the two published Kiranmala books.

These are solid middle grade fantasy - good mix of jokes, though-provoking-ness, adventure, and feelings. Plus some weird worldbuilding (in the best way) and social consciousness.

Two things, though. No, three things.

First, our protagonist is amazingly clueless, especially when it comes to her crush, in particular, and his feelings about her. She's clueless in other ways, too - at several points people explicitly tell her things, but she completely ignores them and then has to come across her epiphany the hard way. Only once does she realize she's done this. It's good for the reader to be a little ahead of the protagonist, but nobody wants to be this far ahead. Even when you account for the age of the target audience, this girl needs to smarten up.

Secondly, the author has clearly read The Hunger Games. Well, everybody's read The Hunger Games*, but I mean to say that the second book has a very Hunger Games vibe that was a wee bit disorienting.

Third, the refugee crisis is very topical. I think, however, that having your obvious metaphor conveyed with actual monsters that eat humans is, perhaps, in bad taste. Yes, we all get the moral that you shouldn't judge entire groups of people on hearsay and vicious rumors... but that moral is rather muddied when our main character, aside from making friends in That Persecuted Group and then having a cluebat generously applied, has also encountered several members of that same group who have hunted her and threatened to eat her. Indeed, one of her friends threatened to eat her at one point.

* For a given value of "everybody", of course.
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Today I got blood drawn to verify my immunity to measles, mumps, and rubella.

If you're in or near an area with an active measles outbreak, or if you happen to be seeing your doctor for some other reason, I encourage you to get your immunity checked, especially if you're too young to have had measles and too old to have gotten a second dose of the vaccine when that recommendation was added in 1989. For all the talk of unvaccinated kids, it's non-immune adults who can do the most harm, because they're the most mobile. The guy who started the Michigan outbreak assumed he was immune, and thought he had bronchitis; then he infected 40 people. So please get checked out, and get your MMR if you need it, and do your part for herd immunity to counteract those who won't or can't.

My pediatrician was on the ball and I got an MMR in 1991. I'm almost certainly immune. But we live on the edge of one of the neighborhoods that's had reported cases*, and we frequently shop in that neighborhood, and Kit plays on the local playground with kids from that neighborhood... so we're all getting blood tests just in case.

* I've been thinking about how easy it is for this to turn into "I don't want my child to play with those dirty children from that segregated community" and the like. I have been reading some Orthodox Jewish news sites—all of which are pro-vax, bless them—and one published an op-ed that bluntly said, "Letting your kids get measles instead of getting them vaccinated plays right into 'dirty Jew' stereotypes and harms the whole community." So I am being conscious with my wording, and glad that that discussion is happening within Orthodox communities, and keeping my very non-Orthodox self the hell out of it.

Kit's pediatrician says the dose Kit got at 12 months will protect them until they turn four and get the second dose, and there's no need to give it early (which he does do for children traveling to epidemic areas). But he's keeping an eye out for reports of measles on our end of the neighborhood, and giving babies their first doses as early as it's safe to do.

I hate this. I hate every part of this. I hate how easily anti-vaxers prey on vulnerable people. I hate that this is still, still, based on fear of autism (and don't get me started on autism and Jewishness, because whoo boy there's a lot to talk about there). I just want everyone to be safe and healthy, especially the little babies who get no say in any of this.

Comic for April 19, 2019

2019-04-19 23:59
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Tumblr link roundup

2019-04-18 19:30
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I know it's hard to find anything on Tumblr, so I found some of it for you. Five things make a post, right?

This is where we are in the current fannish drama about "underage characters":
"aging up a character and continuing to say/commission/draw/write nsfw with them in it isn't okay, because you still looked at a MINOR, an ACTUAL CHILD, and found them attractive, and made them an adult to try and justify your attraction to them..."
(It continues. Gets worse. Is followed by comments from other people, with screencaps of other... fascinating perspectives on relationships between characters of different ages.)

Fic Rec
Family Feud by codenamed-queenie, Batfamily, short and hilarious. Gen, no warnings.

Teacher Shenanigans
How scantron tests are made

Tech Tips
How To Track Anonymous Asks on Tumblr, using "view selection source" and "view page source" to find out who sent them.

Writing Tips (also tabletop RPG tips)
Estimating walking travel time (In good circumstances, "an adult can do about 30 miles (approximately 48km) in a day.")
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Why is it so common for so many series (TV shows, books, movies) to have a strong opening installment and then put their most dismal one as the second one? Whether it's merely bland and boring, or actively offputting in some specific way, I can think of so many that do this.

I expect some of it is narrative drop from the usually higher-budget and more action-filled opening installment, and some of it is the writers wanting to try something a little more daring after a crowd-pleasing opener. BUT STILL. Maybe you might want to wait a little while before dropping the book in which everyone dies gruesomely of yellow fever (Ben January) or the episode in which your only female character is sold into sex slavery (SG-1) or the episode that is every 80s mental hospital cliche ever (Iron Fist) or just the most comparatively generic and boring episode in the entire season (White Collar and so many others).

(This post brought to you by me getting so bored with the second episode of the show I'm watching as background-arting-TV on Hulu that I went and found an episode guide and skipped ahead to the next one that looked interesting. So far it's a lot better.)

Cascade of Trill

2019-04-18 21:33
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Ooh . . . I forgot to post, didn't I. I was briefly energized by the fact that the rose windows of Notre Dame have apparently survived--so far, at least. And so did my daffodils, although their pretty heads are now bowed down by the rain, which has been falling all day and night. The back yard is a squashy morass, so I can't do any work out there until it dries out.

Yesterday I spent much time shopping online, trying to find more outfits for my mother. I looked on all the old-lady clothing sites, but people have gone nuts, I'm telling you. I needed what they call "leisure wear"--those demure little two-piece outfits made of sweatsuit material with elastic waists, comfortable and washable. Instead, I viewed all kinds of strange be-glamorized polyester shenanigans, either skin tight or super floppy. I could not find anything suitable for a 93 year old. I was actually reduced to visiting the mall in real life. I didn't have much luck there, either. I dashed through Macy's and JC Penney--where my parents used to buy all MY clothes, when they weren't buying them from Montgomery Ward. And they always ordered them EXTRA large, so I'd have "room to grow." I was wearing old-lady clothes as a 12 year old, which made me VERY popular with my peers, as you can imagine. But that's another story. . . . I found three pairs of pants and a zip-up jacket that might do. I am dubious about whether the ankles are too tight. But I bought them anyway. At least they were on sale, so it's not a big deal if she can't wear them.

I have a theory about the mall. It's actually like a Venus flytrap. Enticed by gaudy colors, people flock inside, so the aliens who preside over the whole thing from up above the opaque lighting panels in the ceiling can suck the life energy out of them. The aliens don't take all our vital energy, at least not the first time around. It's catch and release, so fresh prey will not be alarmed.

Today we saw actual Venus flytraps. We went to Meijer Gardens to see the butterflies hatching in the tropical conservatory. We also saw both ends of the human spectrum--old people and children. Both were in groups, on field trips. We've spent so much time shepherding both kinds of people through botanical gardens, museums, and whatnot that it feels very odd to be there on our own, with no responsibilities. Odd, but nice. We go at our own pace and gaze at butterflies and orchids as much as we want. It was a nice break from the relentless rain.
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I have hit my first Annoyed Nitpicking Snag on The Body Keeps the Score, which is: the left-brain analytical right-brain emotional divide is not that simple and not nearly as pat as he is making it out to be, and it has left me grumpy.

Whether or not I am using that crankiness as a shield to avoid really engaging is an exercise for the observer.

Anyway, have some links I dug up while trawling my DMs with my collaborators, for future use:

Queering chemicals (EDCs): A bibliography
There is a class of environmental toxicants that are known for their ‘queer-making’ effects. Endocrine Disrupting Chemicals, or EDCs, produce a wide swath of health issues, including cancers, diabetes, and heart disease that disproportionately impact already marginalized communities (Murphy 2017). Recently, scientists have begun linking EDCs to supposed ‘sexual abnormalities’: stories of gay birds and trans frogs have sounded the alarm on possible impacts to human sex, gender, and sexuality. ‘Queering’ refers to practices of questioning, historicizing and “making strange” often taken for granted categories associated with sex, gender, and sexuality. The following is a bibliography of this literature.

Tidepool creatures bend the sex rules we take for granted
We humans are accustomed to thinking of sexual function as being both fixed and segregated into bodies that we designate as either female or male. In the larger animal kingdom sex doesn’t always follow our rules. Many animals are monoecious, or hermaphroditic, having both male and female sex organs in the same body. Not only that, but lots of animals change from one sex to the other. As in so many aspects of biology, the way humans do sex may be thought of by us as “normal,” but it isn’t necessarily the most interesting way.

Scientists Genetically Engineered Flies to Ejaculate Under Red Light
Their experiments confirm that sex is pleasurable, even for animals we think of as simple.

(I'm really curious to think about how you would engineer a similar thing to study female flies.)

Coming out Darwinian: Is it time to rewrite the story of sex?
All coming-out stories are members of the same genus, if not the same species. Mine, however, has one distinguishing trait: along my path to understanding and accepting that I was gay, the obstacle of my religious upbringing was aided and abetted by none other than Charles Darwin. That is, there was a time when I told myself that the uncomfortable feelings I had for male friends and classmates could not possibly be real, because they would be wrong and sinful, and also because they were impossible in a world shaped by natural selection.

Heterosexism in a scientific study of lesbian attraction
An evolutionary psychology study that gained much media attention in May 2017 claims to show women’s sexual attraction to other women is the outcome of evolution, specifically for the pleasure of heterosexual men. The study was reported widely as ‘homosexual women evolved for men’s pleasure.’ Journalists have not read the study nor linked to it. The study is published in the journal Personality and Individual Differences. The study is led by Associate Professor Menelaos Apostolou. The team is based at the University of Nicosia, with apparently only one woman co-author.

“Categories aren’t these things that are just there”: An interview with the CLEAR Lab’s Queer Science Reading Group
What does it mean to do queer science—or, rather, to do a queer science?

Red Winged Blackbird

2019-04-18 20:48
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We have learned to recognize his chirps when he's on our balcony. There are three of them, I think. One has a very bold red band, then there's this one which is not as large, and then another one whose colors are quite faint and mostly yellow. Read more... )
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Today’s Goblin Emperor headcanon revelation: Beshelar can’t wink.


But as both of them glanced away from a radiant laugh of Maia’s that set off a blush of Csethiro’s, their gazes crossed, and Beshelar raised his eyebrows and gave Csevet a very uncharacteristic wink. So uncharacteristic, in fact, that Csevet noticed with great amusement that the man couldn’t actually wink properly, so it wound up just being a lopsided blink. For some reason that made it even more endearing.


(I looked it up to see if that’s common and found a hilarious Reddit thread about things some people just can’t do. Turns out a lot of people can’t wink. Listen, I can’t read a clock, so I’m not judging you adult non-winkers.)

(I had written this scene a day or two ago and had Beshelar successfully wink, but today was writing another scene and considering if he should wink and it struck me that he absolutely cannot and it is adorable, so I went back and edited the above scene and was amazed at how well it works like this.)
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2019-04-18 21:33
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1. . I wrote the next [community profile] fluffbingo story. I ditched the sickfic I was working on earlier entirely and went in a totally new direction. I'm going to sit on it for a day or two before I post, but right now at least, I'm quite pleased with how it turned out. Just two stories more to get a complete line. I might actually win this one.

2. I'm not saying I'm definitely going to do this, but if I were looking to commission some fanart, would anyone know of any good, reliable artists who take commissions? I'm a fan of a lot of different styles, but anime/manga style has never been to my taste, and I prefer realistic to cartoony.

3. Two Riker/Troi recs:

A Love That Won't Sit Still (3974 words) by cosmic_llin
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: William Riker/Deanna Troi
Characters: Deanna Troi, William Riker, Lwaxana Troi
Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Getting Together, Break Up
Summary: Back on Betazed for post-graduate study, Deanna needs a distraction from the pressure she's under. Lieutenant Riker might be it.

Rec'ers note: Utterly perfect origin story for Riker/Troi.

It was so rare that she showed her whole self to anyone. To her mother she was a child still, and an entirely Betazoid child at that. She'd never quite fit with any of her mother’s family, or with her Betazoid friends, or with her friends and lovers at the academy. She’d always held herself a little apart.

With Will she fit. From that first evening when he had helped her study while a party happened around them, he had wanted to know every part of her, he had welcomed it all. She loved herself more when she was with him.

Just...yes. That's exactly how I see them. *happy sigh*

A Knight and Her Courtier (377 words) by Merfilly
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: William Riker/Deanna Troi
Characters: William Riker, Deanna Troi
Additional Tags: Holodecks/Holosuites
Summary: Knight-time on the holodeck...

Rec'ers note: Written based on my prompt so I can't be totally unbiased here, but Troi telling Riker to go be pretty for her makes me grin every time.

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