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Golden Age escapism
From a contemporary writer, KJ Charles. For some reason I was able to leapfrog over two holds when I looked up Subtle Blood yesterday, and from there it was off to Proper English (Think of England being truly on hold) and then to a good helping of fic at AO3 -- and it feels a bit like old times, when I was active in Elizabeth Peters and Dorothy L. ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
A few days ago, a colleague called me a rock star, which feels especially good right now both because I've been enjoying Anna Zabo's Twisted Wishes romance trilogy (pansexuality, aromaticism, bondage, trans hero, mouthy performers, snarky PR manager, art, music, pie, very good coffee, and more [*]) and because there are miles of learning curve to ( Read more... ) -
First draft: Crow
Crow
is what I'd like to be doing
about that pose I finally held
for maybe five seconds ten days ago
after seven years of forward rolls and faceplants.
There aren't pics. The wobbling on water
was keeping the rest of the class immersed
in their own business, which indeed
is something I deeply liked about yoga
back when sweating with strangers was merely
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whipping through the weekend
I'm winding down from a weekend with a fair amount of socializing and cooking. The socializing was in small groups, via paddleboard yoga (photos on IG and Twitter ( x2)), a neighbor's birthday party (involving Ethiopian and Indian food and quite a bit of red wine and unbridled nerdiness), and a brunch I hosted in honor of another friend's birthday. ( Read more... ) -
birbs and bursts
Life is immense and intense, with many people and apps behaving badly, critters where they shouldn't be (roach in the sink, moths in the cupboard), and yargh, but the new job is hella fun, my carnivorous plant has been snacking on pests in my study, and I've spent at least an hour (and usually more like four) on a lake or river every weekend since ( Read more... ) -
First draft: What Else You Need To Know Today
This American Life is not usually my jam, but I caught the tail end of Episode 737 on my drive home from Percy Priest yesterday, and as Ira Glass's closing litany spun out, I thought, “Niiiice!” and “What a great writing prompt!” So here’s a riff . . .
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hair in a tantrum / eyes like two streaks of fire
Today's subject line is from Bachelor's "Stay in the Car," which has been earworming me since I heard it on WXNP earlier this week.
Dance recommendation: Anna Morrissey's All Together Alone, a modern take on "Ebben? ne andrò lontana," which I've adored since playing viola for it eons ago. Up until May 29. Warning for light-sensitives: there is some ( Read more... ) -
O if I were Scotland I would turn my back
The subject line's from Adrian Mitchell's "After the Third Election of Thatcher," which continues:
. . . and climb on my horse and ride away
And if I were Wales I would turn my back
And climb on my horse and ride away . . .
This is in the collection Blue Coffee: Poems, 1985 - 1996, which has this opposite the table of contents:
EDUCATIONAL HEALTH ( Read more... )
