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Current Music: Mets vs Royals on tv

I meant to post last night but I could barely keep my eyes open so I went to bed early (and missed a super rare Mets comeback in Atlanta!) and slept for 10 glorious hours! I felt great at work today, and got some stuff done, and made some suggestions about the September board meeting agenda that I am sure the CEO and the Chair will not like, but they wanted to get radical and also not overrun the meeting time by 45 minutes again, and I offered a good way to do it to my boss. We'll see if anyone bites.

I am off tomorrow for the dentist - it should just be a cleaning (though I am braced to hear I need yet another crown) but I am always so tired when it's over. And my team meeting on Tuesday got cancelled so I am tempted to take next Tuesday off since I'm already off Wednesday (my birthday), Thursday, and Friday of next week. My boss was like, sure! but I'm still thinking about it.

I thought I had something else to post about but I can't remember... oh right, I finally watched Project Hail Mary the other night. I enjoyed it but it was too long. And there was not enough Eva Stratt, who was the best thing in the movie.

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deelaundry

Twenty years ago tomorrow, I posted on this account (on LiveJournal) for the first time.

Here was my first post:

Um, occurred to me I might introduce myself here. I'm a slash junkie. You can call me Dee. I'm mid-thirties, two young boys, and a husband who doesn't get the appeal of slash at all but is supportive if it gets him more sex. (Sometimes yes, sometimes no.)

I can only really write when the muse (mania) hits, so this journal will be a sporadic thing, I'm sure.

Current insane jealous love for: House/Wilson
Continuing attraction for: Other House, Matt & Ben, Ocean's
Started off on: X-Files
And way, way back in the day: Kirk/Spock, Three's Company

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Well, the "sporadic" didn't happen for a few years, as 2006-2008 was an amazingly fannishly productive period of time. (2006: 111,599 words of fic in 6 months; 2007: 148,869 words; 2008: 105,707 words)

Still have the husband, the two boys (Kid the Elder and Kid the Younger, now both old enough to legally drink, though they don't), and the passion for slash.

PS. I was going to post on July 5 about my first fic, providing a DVD commentary. But I didn't. Will do it at some point.

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Current Music: Barrie Ingham, "Why Do I Feel What I Feel?"

I had no idea until last night that the runaway success of Lock Up Your Daughters at the Mermaid Theatre in 1959 had produced a small boom in Restoration musicals upon the London stage, or at least for two months in 1963 it produced Paul Dehn and James Bernard's Virtue in Danger, a musical translation of John Vanbrugh's 1696 The Relapse which despite a comedically impressive cast including Barrie Ingham, Patricia Routledge, John Moffatt, Patsy Byrne, and Alan Howard fizzled out as a curiosity with an original cast LP. As a musical, it does feel thin on the ground in that most of its songs are glosses on the Vanbrugh, but it does boast a couple of more dramatically substantial, melodically involved items such as the ironically frank "I'm in Love with My Husband," the cynically torchy "Let's Fall Together," and the sweetly bemused "Why Do I Feel What I Feel?" which last is stuck disastrously in my head. It's the catchiest tune in the show and the likeliest to have escaped containment—nothing else in the score rang any bell with me, whereas this one may have made it as far as Standing Room Only—and I don't mind the debt to Rodgers and Hart, but I couldn't stop thinking of Tom Lehrer.

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David Lowery Tackling Adaptation of Horror Novel ‘The Fisherman’ for Focus (Hollywood Reporter). You guys!! Lowery directed Mother Mary, which I didn't love but which had style for days, and The Fisherman feels like exactly the kind of surrealist psych/cosmic horror blend that he could really sink his teeth into. Here for it.

Also in movie news, Park Chan-Wook is making another English-language film, and it's a western! Starring Matthew McConaughey and Pedro Pascal. Put it in my eyeballsssss.

"Couch to 5k for Reading", an 8-week event for building up a reading habit. There are three tracks, depending on your goals. I am tentatively doing track 2 but with harder reading material (classics or nonfiction). Bummer it's on Substack though. :/

Okay so did everyone but me know that Ty Olsson and DJ Qualls (Benny and Garth on SPN) got married?!?! Turns out there WAS a gay romance on the show. Just, you know, not any of the ones people shipped.

Also learned this week that there was a Supernatural "Valentine's Day Special" comic book complete with T&A cover. Published this year, 2026!! These things are never good, and yet I'm so tempted.

The Oasis reunion doc teaser trailer is out. Guys, they titled the doc Don't Look Back in Anger. Here are some gifs from the trailer. My demise is imminent omfg.

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And with this installment, I have finally caught up on my library overdues -- things got a little hairy there, while I was trying to bull my way through our final Hum 110 book of the year. Happily, we don't get charged overdue fines, just a replacement fee when the library decides getting their book back has become a lost cause. Which hasn't happened yet, knock wood. *juggles books faster*

Kelley Armstrong, An Ordinary Sort of Evil (2026)

Fifth novel in the Rip Through Time series (not counting another four novellas under the author's private imprint), in which a police detective from 2016 Vancouver BC becomes displaced in time and solves crimes in 1860s Edinburgh, Scotland.

This was a particularly fun installment, but the big question I had going in was: do Duncan and Mallory finally kiss? The novel came out a month ago, and this is the first time in years when a Rip Through Time novel has come out and I haven't gotten a rash of comments on my Duncan/Mallory story (the only one on AO3!) from readers frustrated that they STILL weren't kissing in the novels. So I had my suspicions.

Spoiler:

They kiss. And a decent kiss it was, too! Although I flatter myself that I did it better. ;-)

I need to go back and pick up the most recent novella, which is sitting unread on my ereader, but all in all, I'm very pleased with this installment.

Lois McMaster Bujold, Gentleman Jole and the Red Queen (2016)

Read-aloud with

grrlpup; first read for her and second read for me. Unlike nearly every other book in the Vorkosigan Saga, this one is neither mystery nor MilSF, instead being very domestic. (It is hilarious to me that every time I prepared to read the next section and asked Grrlpup for a "last time in Gentleman Jole" recap, she nailed it. She does not nail it with mysteries or MilSF, at least not without a ton of scaffolding on my part.) I still very much like this one for all the things it made canon, although as noted before, it is rather babies-forward. I've been holding off on finishing writing a couple of fic until I finished my re-read of this; I suppose it's time now to push those higher in the queue.

Btw, this finishes our planned reading of the Vorkosigan Saga (although we may go back and pick up Ethan of Athos at some point). Next up for cooking-and-picnics read-aloud time: the Temeraire series by Naomi Novik.

Grace Lin, The Year of the Dog, (2006 / 2018)

Middle-grade semi-autobiographical novel about a fifth grader deciding what she wants to be when she grows up, all while learning to navigate her second-generation Taiwanese-American identity. (Spoiler: she wants to grow up to be an author who writes books with Chinese people in them! Congratulations, Grace, on achieving your childhood dreams! So few of us do!)

Published for the 2006 Year of the Dog, then reiussued for the 2018 Year of the Dog, this new edition has more family stories at the end, as well as an interview between Grace Lin and Alvina Ling, Grace's childhood friend, present-day editor, and a character in the book, reminiscing on the development of the book and how Grace altered events from their childhood and for what narrative purpose.

(btw, Grace and Alvina host a children's lit podcast together: Book Friends Forever. Grrlpup is a regular listener -- I honestly thought the podcast was called "Grace and Alvina" until two minutes ago.)

Loved this book when I first read it, and I'm delighted to say it holds up on re-read. And the new bonus material at the back is a real treat!

Meredith Broussard, More Than a Glitch: Confronting Race, Gender, and Ability Bias in Tech (2023)

Exceptionally clear overview of technochauvanism (tech bros thinking they're smarter and better than anyone who has ever tried to solve a particular problem before) and algorithmic bias (when technology reproduces the same racist, sexist, cissexist, and ableist biases of society at large). Each chapter discusses specific algorithmic failures in a different domain: facial recognition, policing and courts, testing and academics, digital accessibility, gender, and medical diagnosis. She also has a chapter devoted to algorithmic auditing and a concluding chapter that highlights various efforts to check, correct, or regulate biased algorithms. (Alas, a lot of the U.S. efforts have since been set back, if not gutted, by the Trump Administration. Stay strong, E.U. -- we're counting on you!)

This book played havoc with my library holds list. It also wasn't great for my browser tabs. Let me share two:

Heat Listed. Chicago's predictive policing program told a man he would be involved with a shooting. But it couldn't determine which side of the gun he would be on. Instead, it made him the victim of a violent crime -- twice. (Person of Interest was ripped from the headlines -- this story even happened during 2013! But instead of "the Machine" saving Robert McDaniel's life, it got him shot instead. Twice.)
How Eugenics Shaped Statistics. Exposing the damned lies of three science pioneers. (Galton, Pearson, and Fisher, damned eugenicists, all, and one of them was in bed with Nazis. Basically, how the p-test was invented to give eugenics the veneer of objective truth. I am pissed that NOT A SINGLE ONE of my years of statistics classes mentioned any of this. Article has some good conclusions that statistics needs to relax its death grip on "objectivity" for ethics reasons, which my statistics classes have done, but it'd have been nice to have the ethics object lesson actually in class.)

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I've been feeling very 'I need to write something or I'll explode' for the last few weeks, and I've managed it at last! And, hey, it's a Deltarune fic. Apparently I'm still capable of writing for things that aren't The Goes Wrong Show?

(This fic would be improved by the presence of Robert Grove, of course. Any fic could be improved by the presence of Robert Grove.)

Oh, wow, this is apparently the three hundredth work I've posted to my main AO3 account. How did that happen?

Title: Through the Cracks
Fandom: Deltarune
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 1,400
Summary: Kris and Noelle end up somewhere else.
Warnings: Spoilers for chapter five of Deltarune, specifically the weird route.

( Through the Cracks )

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Current Music: Bridget St John, "Ask Me No Questions"

Rewatching John Carpenter's Starman (1984) in full for the first time in decades reminded me of the odd, small cycle in American science fiction of its decade with their almost folkloric exploration of passing for human—learning what it is to be human, which is never required to mean replicating it perfectly. Jeff Bridges as the Starman retains his slight, birdlike glitches of movement and artifically accurate cadences to the last. His eidetic mimicry of television fills in for the cultural tics and expectations he has not yet worked out the rules of, but whose pattern he can reproduce well enough for normal social weirdness. It took me well into adulthood to understand the humor of the scene in Splash (1984) in which Madison is initially upset by a shootout in an episode of Bonanza because that extra-diegetic awareness of acting which a slightly nonplussed Allen explains to her was exactly how I learned to separate my own emotional reactions from fictional images that similarly disturbed me. The Brother from Another Planet (1984) and The Hidden (1987) would be the other titles that come to mind; I may be overlooking others, but the superficial appearance of Earth-humanity is a necessary criterion. Of course they are immigration stories, too, or so many of our heroes wouldn't have an inimical government on their tails. Madison and the Brother even make their respective landfalls at Ellis Island. I would love to be able to interpret this strain as a rebuttal to the paranoia of so much of the previous generation's science fiction where the federal government, fueled by the Cold War and the Red and Lavender Scares, was fully justified in blowing the aliens away, but I might need a larger sample set. I can at least track that the nonhuman characters under discussion are just trying to get on with their own lives, whose cosmically personal stakes are love or freedom or knowledge. "I make maps," the Starman explains himself. They feel more like Zenna Henderson's People stories than even something like The Man Who Fell to Earth (1976). I saw three of them as a small child. It was a useful additional reinforcement of the different ways to be a person.

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There Is No Antimemetics Division (2025) by QNTM. It's hard to research stuff that resists being remembered. Who knows what it might be getting up to that you've forgotten?

This is the pro-published version of what was originally an SCP serial story published online. I could definitely feel the SCP influence, but I didn't mind it, although it's still wild to me that SCP has narrative now. Back in my day it was only the wiki! *shakes cane*

Anyway, this is a series of chapters that build on each other but connect a little more loosely than a conventional novel. Many chapters are about the UK branch of a worldwide organization researching all sorts of Weird Shit (tm) and specifically the woman in charge of the division on stuff that resists remembering, ie the Antimemetics Division. Some chapters are about her husband. Some are about other random people in the organization. The first chapter is one of those and is a great introduction to the universe and the whole concept; if you're on the fence about the novel as a whole, give that first chapter a try. That segment would make a fantastic standalone short film.

Due to the Weird Memory Shit (tm), many of the characters are totally ignorant of the events from one chapter to the next, even if they were involved in all of them, which makes for some great dramatic irony, especially as we get deeper into the novel and the true threat becomes more apparent. ( spoilers )

Overwall, a quick read and a good time. I look forward to rereading it more slowly now that I know what's coming.

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Harvest Home (1973) by Thomas Tryon. A man and his family escape soul-crushing NYC to an idyllic New England hamlet that still keeps to the old ways--which are, it turns out, not so idyllic after all.

Yes, this is folk horror. In fact it might be the folk horror novel. All the basic stuff you think of is here: outsider fleeing the evil city for the wholesome countryside, idealized rural setting, quaint but then toxic cultural traditions, eventual murder. This is not a case where a genre grew and expanded on the kernel of an idea, or if it did, this is the expansion and not the kernel. The classic tropes and themes of the genre are all fully realized here, described in exhaustive detail. The setting is Connecticut, but the traditions are originally Greek by way of Cornwall, so you do get the British element of folk horror. There's also a developmentally disabled child who acts as oracle, and now I wonder if that aspect of Midsommar was referencing this novel specifically, or if it became a thing in folk horror, and I just haven't encountered it in other things yet.

It's fascinating to me that this came out the same year as The Wicker Man and has some of the same themes, and I wonder what was in the water that led to their parallel evolution. It's also really interesting to me that The Wicker Man was very difficult to access for decades and gained cult classic status via illegal copies, but is now acknowledged as an all-time classic, while Harvest Home was a bestseller but has now, I think, sunk into relative obscurity.

(There's an amazing quote from Stephen King on wikipedia from a 1976 review he wrote for the NYT:

It isn't a great book, not a great horror novel, not even a great suspense novel ... Never mind the best seller list. Mind this, instead: Sentence by sentence, paragraph by paragraph, it is a true book; it is an honest book in the sense that it says exactly what Tryon wanted to say. And if what he wanted to say wasn't exactly Miltonian, it does have this going for it: in forty years, when most of us are underground, there will still be a routine rebinding once a year for the library copies of Harvest Home".

Now he's a household name who will blurb pretty much any horror novel under the sun, and meanwhile the only copies of this novel in my library system were ebooks.)

Anyway, I enjoyed this quite a bit. As implied by the King review, this is a leisurely book that takes its sweet time introducing us to the entire village and all its quaint ways, most importantly its seasonal festivals that culminate in Harvest Home, which involves the Harvest Lord (elected every seven years) and the Corn Maiden whom he selects. Along the way we spend time with important figures such as the homespun yet venerable Widow Fortune and Worthy Pettinger, a youth with big ideas about modernizing the local agriculture.

We see all this from the first person perspective of family man and aspiring artist Ned Constantine, who has moved his impressionable wife and severely asthmatic daughter to the village. Ned is the kind of guy who meets his wife by overhearing her talking to her friend in the Louvre and butting in to correct her pronuciation. Beth is, I guess, the kind of woman who falls in love with the kind of guy who does that. The book opens with Ned lustfully appreciating how his wife looks in her nightgown, which is exactly as awkward and offputting as you would expect from a male author writing a male character in the 70s. Ned also continually declines to share any of his growing concerns about the village with Beth out of concern that her delicate sensibilities can't handle them. His and the book's attitude towards women gets even worse when he starts inching towards unfaithfulness with the village ~hussy. Basically Ned is kind of the worst, especially as the book goes on. I frankly can't remember the last time I enjoyed a book this much while growing to loath the main character this much, apparently against the intent of the author.

Ned is also dumb as a bag of hammers. His driving motive through most of the book is to discover what happened thirteen years earlier to unfortunate young suicide Grace Everdeen, and yet he is hilariously incurious about anything else happening in the village that he doesn't see as directly tied to this. Furthermore, confusingly, this mystery is not really part of the main plot except as the reader's way into the village's darker underbelly, and the final reveal of what happened to her is frankly baffling as a narrative choice. (It turns out she ( Read more... )

Anyway, ( big spoilers )

Overall a fascinating piece of horror history that I genuinely enjoyed. Now I want to read more early folk horror.

dolorosa_12

This is definitely a post in brief — my mum's visit has taken up most of my time, and the rolling heatwaves have taken the remainder of my energy.

Over two days last week, my mum and I walked another two stretches of the Thames Path — Wallingford to Abingdon, and then Abingdon to Oxford. Altogether, once you add in the walking we did within Oxford, and then in London on our return journey, it amounts to nearly 40km in two days. My mum is 77 years old, and I can only hope that I have even half her energy and stamina at that age!

Here's a photoset from the walk, and here's another from the several hours we spent relaxing in the Oxford Botanic Garden (which as a His Dark Materials fan I have of course visited several times previously, with various configurations of Philip Pullman fansite friends in tow, although not since 2010). Everything was sunny, bucolic, and interwoven with the green Thames, unfurling like a ribbon across the landscape.

We got a new train station, and its existence makes my commute — and therefore my life — a whole lot more pleasant. The Guardian wrote a sort of travel puff piece about it, complete with tourist guide to less well trodden parts of Cambridge.

It's been just over ten years since I became a UK citizen, and I wrote about the complicated feelings that citizenship sparked, right from the moment I received it, on the occasion of receiving my new UK passport a few days ago.

That's all of note for now.

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Current Music: Tim Eriksen & Peter Irvine, "Boston"

I will be at Readercon! Observe my schedule.

Reading: Sonya Taaffe
Friday 12 pm
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Current forecast: new and uncollected poetry.

100 Years of Lud-in-the-Mist
Friday 2 pm
Casella Brookins, Graham Sleight, Greer Gilman, Lila Garrott (m), Sonya Taaffe, The joey Zone

Lud-in-the-Mist was published 100 years ago, the last of three novels Hope Mirrlees would write. Reprinted without authorization in 1970 in the Ballantine fantasy series, Lud-in-the-Mist influenced many contemporary writers, such as Michael Swanwick and Elizabeth Hand. What power does this novel still hold today, and how did a once-forgotten work come to be so well-remembered?

Classical Reception in Contemporary SFF
Friday 4 pm
Alexander Jablokov, Lila Garrott, Sonja Ryst (m), Sonya Taaffe, Tom Doyle

Greco-Roman and especially classical Roman culture are alive and well in recent and current SFF, from the seemingly ubiquitous Imperium to the pastiche of Pliny the Younger that opens Kai Ashante Wilson's The Sorcerer of the Wildeeps. Why do we keep reaching not only for the classics but for the classical? And why does it all feel so current?

Why "Morally Gray" Characters Get All the Love
Friday 7 pm
Elizabeth Bear, Melissa Caruso (m), P. Djèlí Clark, Sonya Taaffe, Sunny Moraine

Why is everyone so in love with "morally gray" characters now? Are we seeking to understand the complexity of the human soul, escape hero/villain stereotyping, or is it something else? Are morally gray characters really more interesting to write and read, or has moral clarity simply gone out of vogue? Is a morally gray character just a villain with a redemption arc?

The Bog Body Motif in Trans SFF
Saturday 1 pm
Ann LeBlanc, dave ring (m), Sonya Taaffe

Izzy Wasserstein's poem, "Come Back Wrong" (Strange Horizons, May 5, 2025), examines medical transition, drawing parallels with the transformation of sacrificial bodies tossed into acidic bog soils and left there for centuries to tan to leather. The bog body motif seems to pop up again and again in queer and especially trans SFF stories, songs, and games. Why? What is so appealing about the bog body as a metaphor, and what does the repeated use of this imagery indicate about the times we live in?

SFF and Queer Cultural Memory
Saturday 6 pm
David Gerrold, Ian Muneshwar (m), Sonya Taaffe, Susan Stinson, Victor Manibo

Much has been written about the losses to queer cultural memory wrought by both repression and AIDS. From Nazi burnings of research to yesteryear's censorship and today's book and social media bans, repressive movements have long tried to prevent queer narratives from emerging. What role has SFF played in preserving queer cultural knowledge? How have queer writers and readers changed SFF, and how has SFF changed us in return?

The Odyssey in 2026
Sunday 11 am
Charles Allison (m), Kate Nepveu, Kenneth Schneyer, Sonya Taaffe

Homer's Odyssey is having a moment: a new major translation by Daniel Mendelsohn (following other major ones by Emily Wilson and Peter Green), a recent movie starring Ralph Fiennes and Juliette Binoche (The Return), a musical adaptation that is a social media sensation (Epic), and a forthcoming blockbuster movie written and directed by Christopher Nolan. What aspects are these translations and adaptations highlighting compared to past versions, and what elements are ripe for more attention?

Reckoning at 10
Sunday 12 pm
Corey Farrenkopf, Marissa Lingen, Michael J. DeLuca (m), Sonya Taaffe

Reckoning launched its first issue at Readercon 27, back in 2016. Join Reckoning contributors and staff in celebrating ten years of creative writing on environmental justice with readings of work from the new issue and highlights from the past.

After an unbroken run from 2004–19, I have been out of the Readercon loop since its virtual edition in 2021 thanks to a combination of pandemic and personal medical disaster. Am I returning in good health? Hell, no, but I am returning. Who may I expect to see there?

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Soft and cute AUs

tender by bysine. Shane is an Ottawa bureaucrat (procurement officer) and Ilya a retired hockey player coaching teens for a charity and grappling with the procurement system. Funny, sweet, great characterisation.

Unlikely Animal Friends by Distractivate - Zookeepers AU! Ilya works with apes and Shane's a coral expert. Great writing, funny, touching. (no animal harm or death)

No Friction, Just Chemistry by Vee - Farmer’s Market AU. Ilya makes pickles, Shane makes artisanal lube! Lovely details, romantic and funny.

And for something completely different, coffeeinallcaps an author I like very much who writes very hot, shortish, character-driven fics with excellent dialogue and characterisation. Four fics so far, all excellent. "i was born out in the cold" (Ilya-centric) is especially good.

In other news, I wrote another HR fic Just My Bloody Luck (Shane/Ilya) - magical realism (magical pussy acquisition) and crack treated seriously.
I'm somewhat hammered by various deadlines, but also keen to finally start a fic I've outlined (working title "Soft Dads") which I imagine will have an audience of 2 people and a dog (or less), as it'll be gen, about a developing friendship between David Hollander and George Grady (Kip's dad). I feel Kip's dad got shortchanged in the show when Scott called Kip down onto the ice for THE KISS. But that's just a small part of the fic. Now I just need to carve some time out from reading everyone else's excellent fics!

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Current Mood: anxious
Current Music: This Tornado Loves You - Neko Case

Had a couple of baking fails this weekend, so I guess it's granola bars for breakfast this week! Oh well. Eventually I will bake those myself too, but for now, store-bought is fine. *g* Luckily, this hoisin garlic chicken (NYTimes gift link) turned out well. I added soy sauce in place of salt, and also a sprinkling of Chinese five-spice powder instead of red pepper flakes, and it was delicious. And I have leftovers enough for a couple more meals. I also made bacon this morning, so it'll be another week of chicken bacon ranch wraps for lunch. Uh, not the hoisin chicken, though. Perdue short cuts roasted chicken strips.

And I had the first plums of the summer this weekend and they were so good. Plums! I love them so much! Cherries have also been good, but are much more expensive. And I figured out a use for the leftover seltzer for when Friend L was here - it's a good vehicle for the electrolyte powder I otherwise don't end up using, and this weekend it came in handy.

In other news, this morning, my cleaning service texted me asking if they could come tomorrow. I responded promptly saying, no, but I was available on these other dates. They have not responded. So now I'm like, are they coming tomorrow? Do I have to be ready? Because I am not ready and that is why I said no. Ugh. So now I will scramble to get ready and they won't come. Bah.

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Current Music: Tim Eriksen & Peter Irvine, "I Wish the Wars Were All Over"

The rain actually washed a solid twenty degrees off the heat, leaving an unobjectionably haze-whitened summer through which one may walk without courting a flashover event. The bush of lavender that overhangs the sidewalk up the block was thick with honeybees and bumblebees. They hummed around my shoulders and hands as I moved with the camera. I thanked them for their time and close-ups. No one stung me.

Thanks to a pre-Fourth article on shape note, I have discovered Tim Eriksen and Peter Irvine's Absence and her sister (2026), whose release I had missed earlier this spring. It is the haunted banger one would expect from two-thirds of a band who cautioned a folk-punk generation not to stick knives in babies' heads.

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It's becoming harder and harder to find vids that suit my oldschool tastes. "Edits" full of spoken dialogue just don't hit the same. 😔 But here are some great ones I've come across in the past while.

Everybody Wants to Rule the World by

AP, Dune 2021. The song that launched a thousand vids, but here's another one, and it's perfect here. On theme, and Lorde's slow, ominous beat and rising tension perfectly suits all Villeneuve's long, solemn, glorious shots.

i'm so sorry by

heywinchesterr, Stoker 2013. Song is I'm So Sorry by Imagine Dragons. ngl as soon as I saw the SPN username I knew I was in good hands. I love a cheeky off-genre song choice, and the vidder here does a lot of fun things with the beat. Great editing, really fun use of slow-mo, and this movie is basically a feature-length series of viddable imagery, so really it's hard to go wrong, although it does end a little abruptly. (I'm still working on a Youtube deep dive for vids for this movie; if you have recs, please link me!)

Now for some vids that mash up a lot of sources. (What are those called?)
Is It My Body by

Tafadhali, 70s reproductive/domestic horror. Song by Emilie Autumn. Unsettling in all the right ways. Horror movies have been telling stories about female bodily autonomy for a long long time.

80s horror summer by

legallybrunette1997. Song is Cruel Summer by Bananarama. Some 70s horror in there too. If you want to get in the mood for some sweaty retro horror, this is the vid for you. Just sheer fun.

SOUTHERN GOTHIC by

legallybrunette1997. Song is The Taste of Blood by Sqürl. This is almost six minutes over a totally instrumental song, which is a very hard sell for me, but I was totally enthralled the entire time. What a gorgeous ode to southern gothic horror. I recognized a few of the sources (including brand new Is God Is), but I clearly need to watch a LOT more in this genre. CW for animal butchering from about 2:21 to 2:36.

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