(as posted here) is not a good conflict resolution.
If you're unable to reproduce the bug, that just points to it being intermittent. Fair enough. Doesn't mean you should stop looking. However, you have the stats: you can compare pokemon activity and gym rewards, and if they don't match what they should be, you can fix.
Trainer of a Pokemon which stayed in the gym for 10 days, got fed a lot of berries, was kicked out this morning, and brought home 0 pokecoins.
Even one-armed/handed, I'm doing my best to plant a winter garden, and the ER doctor would wince to see me trying to lug the chicken tractor from one garden bed to the next. C'est la vie, and I plan on living it to the max.
So, yes, things are going more slowly than planned, boxes are piled everywhere, and my Pinterest-inspired dreams of a well-decorated house are still but dreams. BUT! Walks in the woods have yet-ilded wild raspberries and mushrooms. Hidden in the garden, under cardboard and oak fence posts, we've uncovered asparagus, strawberry plants, raspberries, onions...
Yes, c'est la vie et c'est bon.
I will be in touch more once typing is easier.
Given in the order in which I read them. I'd be happy to vote for any of these, and picking an order is going to be difficult.
A Fist of Permutations in Lightning and Wildflowers by Alyssa Wong
Two sisters, both weather workers, both capable of bending time back on itself and trying another timeline. It starts with one burning up in her own flame; it ends with the other still searching for a timeline in which her sister can live. In between we learn much about them and the different paths they have taken. It's raw emotion delivered in skillful prose, and not only supports but demands a second reading to understand the layers. The idea of a fan or network of timelines spreading out and being able to step from one strand to another is not new; but this use of the concept is an emotionally wrenching read.
Published by Tor.com and available free online, or for purchase as a DRM-free ebook. Kobo, Amazon UK, Amazon US
Seasons of Glass and Iron by Amal El-Mohtar
One woman is required to wear out seven pairs of iron shoes. Another sits atop a glass hill too slippery to climb. El-Mohtar considers what might happen when the woman of one fairy tale walks into the other story, and subverts the subtext of both. "Subverts" is rather too weak a word here - it dances on the subtext with hobnailed boots. Possibly too much so, but then there's a lot of subtext in fairy stories that needs to be dragged into the light and examined. This particular happy ending is one that I can believe has a chance at being happy ever after. It's sweet but not saccharine.
There's a lot to like in this story, but I was especially taken with the short scene in which the women run a scientific experiment with the golden apples meant to be a reward for the Hero who manages to climb the mountain. It left me wanting to buy the anthology it was originally published in.
First published in the anthology "The Starlit Wood" . Reprinted in Uncanny Tales (available free online). There's an interesting discussion of it at Short Story Squee and Snark.
Our Talons Can Crush Galaxies by Brooke Bolander
A short tale of a harpy's sweet revenge. Too short to review without giving away too much, but fabulous use of language that brings the narrator to vivid life in a commentary on modern media's portrayal of women.
Published in Uncanny Tales (available free online)
That Game We Played During the War by Carrie Vaughn
"The people of Gaant are telepaths. The people of Enith are not. The two countries have been at war for decades, but now peace has fallen, and Calla of Enith seeks to renew an unlikely friendship with Gaantish officer Valk over an even more unlikely game of chess."
A short story that explores some of the ramifications of full telepathy, and does so through a pair of fascinating characters and their unfolding friendship. The chess game is indeed a metaphor for the war, and gives some idea of how a non-telepathic nation could have held its own against an army of telepaths, but it's the characterisation that makes this story shine. Calla and and Valk have each been a prisoner under the control of the other as fortunes have shifted over the war; Calla working as a nurse in her own side's military hospital treating prisoners of war that include Valk, and then as a trustee prisoner in a Gaantish hospital desperately in need of nursing staff. The chess game starts as a way to pass time, a way to take their minds off the situation they're in, and becomes much more.
Published by Tor.com and available free online, or for purchase as a DRM-free ebook. Kobo, Amazon UK, Amazon US
The City Born Great by NK Jemesin
Great cities come alive, and in this short story they do so in a most literal fashion. But there are things out there that feed on new life, and a city needs a midwife to guard it as it struggles to birth itself. Our protaganist is a young black man in New York who half believes, half disbelieves a new friend's tales of living cities and his role in New York's story - right up until the monsters try to come for him. Stunning fantasy story deeply rooted in a deftly depicted metropolis.
Published by Tor.com and available free online, or for purchase as a DRM-free ebook. Kobo, Amazon UK, Amazon US
Argh. I missed Saturday night gaming two weeks ago because I was exhausted after having a cat put down the day before. (As much from the relief of his suffering being over as from grief, I admit.) So, I really wanted to go last Saturday. I therefore went even though I hadn't slept well the night before.
That was a mistake. I didn't participate much and actually dozed through part of it, which was no reflection on our novice game master but on my poor judgement.
Then I had trouble staying awake to drive home. Which could have been Very Bad.
I haven't slept well this week. Nothing serious; just off and on being a bit less than alert during the day. Mostly due to restless sleeping from multiple causes. One of them being a cat who has somehow picked up the habit of occasionally meowing loudly at random times of the day and night.
I had all those last night. Plus a leg cramp waking me at 7:20 (on a Saturday) then not being able to do more than doze afterwards. I finally gave up and got up early (at least for me on a Saturday morning) about an hour later.
If I can't get a good nap - maybe after lunch - I won't be going to Lexington today.
I hate missing again. However, as demonstrated last week, this could be a matter of safety.
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It's challenge time!
Comment with Just One Thing you've accomplished in the last 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing that you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.
Feel free to share more than one thing if you're feeling particularly accomplished!
Extra credit: find someone in the comments and give them props for what they achieved!
Nothing is too big, too small, too strange or too cryptic. And in case you'd rather do this in private, anonymous comments are screened. I will only unscreen if you ask me to.
Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark
Additional Tags: Artist Steve Rogers, Secret Identity, Conventions, Fluff, Avengers Vol. 3 (1998), Community: cap_ironman, Cap-Ironman Bingo
Summary: "I'm interested in commissioning a sketch," Iron Man said. He leaned forward, edging into Steve's personal space, splaying his gauntleted hands on the table. "I'd like you to draw me wearing only a tiny thong, with Captain America staring at my nearly-naked body in horror." (Or: Steve Rogers, former artist for the Captain America comics, is signing autographs at a comics convention when he meets his biggest fan. Not an AU.)
IT IS SUPER FLUFFY.
Yay! Last square ("occupational hazards") for a line in Cap-IM Bingo! Hooray! I can now write like the wind and try to finish my Steve/Tony Anniversary Zine story as fast as I can! (And then Cap-IM Big Bang and Magic's FTH story and my STH story, yes yes.)
- Third book in a row with a shack: "I didn't know then that the crooks were still quite near... hiding in a shack down a side turning." [Note: it's a shed in a European town, 1974.]
- Reading, books 2017: 70
59. The Wolves of Normality, Foyle Young Poets of the Year anthology, 2016, poetry. (?/5)
How to be a patriot, by Sophia Carney (full poem)
1. Plate your pain with reinforced steel;
fit it with tire treads and arm
it with the revolver you keep
in the kitchen cabinet next to the Coco Pops.
2. Exhibit your pride;
curate it like a museum display.
Soak the constitution in formaldehyde
that sticks the imperatives to the page.
Program the X-ray machine at the door to record
the shade of the visitors’ skin
3. Press the flag flat.
Turn it to a freeze-frame
between two Perspex sheets labelled
DO NOT TOUCH.
4. Neglect to mention the pixels of
blood that appear
under UV light and human scrutiny.
Lacking a fandom newsletter and link roundup it's still really hit and miss.
I need to find comms more focused on what I'm actually watching. DC TV mostly, slow rewatch of Flash with Legends to follow.
... I'm not sure how many people are active here at all. many people just sort of went quiet.
I should check around a bit and find talky people.
Tags make that easier.
drawesome A fanart community that has had some fun prompts
Let's Make Games and Drink Responsibly: A gathering for people in the local games community, it was a lot of fun and I had some really interesting and inspiring conversations. Cam came along and it was perfect for him, as someone who is really interested in discussing and making games but isn't working on anything right now. Also Scott Ludlum was there! (I was too shy to talk to him but he said he was happy to be among friends, which was nice to see) It's apparently going to be monthly, best way to follow it right now is probably the Let's Make Games Facebook group.
2. The announcement of the new Doctor weirded me out a bit when I realised that the new actor is younger than me. (Matt Smith is too, but that didn't bother me because he seems young. But I still reflexively assume that anybody who seems like a responsible adult is older than me until proven otherwise.)
Apart from that, my reaction to the announcement is pretty much what it usually is at this stage, which is that I've never seen anything this person has been in and won't have a solid opinion on whether it's good casting until I've actually seen the new Doctor in action.
3. Since I mentioned last entry that I had hopes for the Doctor Who season finale, I should probably report on how that turned out, which is that I was disappointed. To be honest, I was pretty much expecting to be disappointed, because I know Steven Moffat's thing with two-parters is always to send the second part shooting off in a completely different direction, I just didn't say so because I was hoping it wouldn't happen if I didn't say it. But it did go shooting off in a different direction, and sidelined most of what I'd found interesting about part one. There was also the problem that it sidelined what I'd found most interesting about the season as a whole -- after a season where the interesting thing was Bill and the Doctor interacting, and the business with Missy felt like a pasted-on afterthought in most episodes, the finale is built around the Doctor and Missy and it's Bill who's left feeling like an afterthought. Looking back, I reckon that's been a recurring thing with Moffat's version of Who; he's brought us some amazing individual stories, but he's never been terribly good at making the season-long arc work.
4. The improv group has not collapsed yet.
5. I am looking forward to the DuckTales reboot.
And to top it, the charge is "escaping from custody and possessing a controlled substance and weapon" which is bad, yes, but not bad enough to justify my having to wade through a swamp of cops just to walk the dogs - much less the police breaking into my house, etc.
My Xiaomi is legit dying on me. I left it home, off, and I swear the battery ran down a little while I was gone. I wonder if it has to do with cycling cords around. I got a bit desperate, so even though I have a mini-USB port replacement on the way, I panicked, looked up some phones, and it turns out that Best Buy carries Samsung Galaxy J7s, DUAL-SIM with all the GSM bands I need. (My phone needs tend to be very simple: dual-SIM, all the GSM bands, FM radio.) The screen resolution isn't as good as the Xiaomi's (there are a lot of things the Xiaomi, by all accounts a cheaper inferior phone, has that the Galaxy does not) but honestly I don't care right now. Might still have to go to Batteries and Bulbs to switch over the SIM cards because I can't for the life of me figure out how to do it myself (UGH smartphone aesthetics are SO aggravating) but maybe this will be for the best? The phone itself was surprisingly cheap so I'm feeling pretty good about it.
I swam at least 15 laps today. Could have been 16, because I lost count somewhere. My brain is so scattered at the moment it felt like if I didn't keep repeating the lap number to myself as I swam, I'd forget it as soon as I hit the other side. I don't like that feeling.
( Talk about my Mom's employment situation, which includes talk of politics and racism )
( Media I'm consuming: the Holocaust, and politics in the Balkans )
* Roll out bed, disgusted by boredom.
* Hit youtube. Watch College Humor videos until your eyes stop seeing comedy actors and start seeing young 20-ish kids poking fun at social issues that you only think of in passing.
* Get even MORE bored.
* Contemplate listening to music. Curse your inability to listen to happy music.
* Scour your playlists for calming music, knowing that it won't budge the meds or your moods in the slightest.
* Contemplate reading a book. Realize your glasses have gone the way of the dodo and you couldn't find them with a glasses-scrying machine a mile wild. Also curse your inability to read because you're that fucking tired anyways.
* Realize part of this is because you're on the rag. Curse that bitch Eve and try to ignore the lower back that feels like it's exploding out of your torso.
* Fuck it. Put on calming music. Write a Livejournal entry. Realize you will be up till midnight with nothing to show for it.
“All right,” Riva decided, “now that that’s settled.”
Nilien wasn’t sure anything at all was settled, but she was willing to pretend it was if Riva and the rest wanted to. They weren’t going to get anywhere but deeper into holes, she was pretty sure, if they kept going.
Item: Earlier this week, Jefferson Beauregard Sessions, our nation's top law enforcement official, announced a plan to increase the scope of civil asset forfeiture by law enforcement, rolling back the restrictions on this practice put into place during the Obama administration.
Item: This Thursday, the New York Times published an interview with the current occupant of the Oval Office in which he expressed regret for appointing the aforementioned JeffBo, despite his having been one of said occupant's early adopters. He gave as the reason JeffBo's recusal from the investigation into the administration's ties with Russia.
Now, why am I seeing these two items as related?
( The dots, let me connect them. )
(Title of post is from the Mountain Goats' "Up the Wolves.")
I didn't sleep well last night, both because of worry and because my joints were painful. I had taken a walk to try to start back on the road to restoration after a week of travel, which is always debilitating. So I've been kind of groggy all day, as well as distracted by texting about my mother. I enjoyed a visit from the Duchess' daughter, Dr. Nurse. I felt impelled to make some cookies before her arrival, just in case she brought her young man along. As it turned out, he didn't come, but I sent her off with a bag full of cookies for their road trip to his brother's wedding in Indiana. Then I had lunch with the Unitarian ladies. It was kind of hard making conversation with them all. Much of the talk was about problems too similar to my own: a mother having to be moved to a higher level of care, loved ones with health problems, sad thoughts about recent deaths. I welcomed the occasional cat story or new haircut!
After that, I was very very tired, took a nap, and woke up just in time to call my mother and find her being helped into her bed, safe at home. I'm very grateful for the assisted care home, where I know she'll be watched over. In between things, I read bits of my latest self-help book, Gretchen Rubin's "Better than Before." It's all about how to form and benefit by good habits. Alas, pretty much all the things she describes as being bad for your habit formation are things that I do. I was so glad to get home from my travels, and had all kinds of intentions to get back to work and accomplish many splendid things. It has not worked out that way . . . but maybe tomorrow . . . .
Later in the series, she discovers that she has a second power of reading the color of people's auras, which is relatively rare.
I think the title had something with "Azure" in it, though I could be wrong. I remember the cover being a photograph of the girl, with a pastel background.
iPhone 6 Photo
Last week I received the photo skin I’d ordered from DecalGirl. From my photo library I chose an image that works regardless of how the iPad is oriented. I didn’t get the skin mounted perfectly – but it’s close enough. The skin adds a bit of grip and protection – and it shows off one of my images, so I’m pretty happy with the setup.
Kel Cheris is a gifted mathematician underemployed as an infantry officer. Shuos Jedao is the technological ghost of a genocidal general. Together, they fight crime, where "crime" is defined as heresy against the calendar. In Yoon Ha Lee's brilliant device, a calendar is a social contract from which physics - and hence, weaponry - flow. Calendrical heresy disables these weapons and thus undermines the power of the state.
If you love bold, original world-building, reflections on colonialism, and complicated relationships between clever protagonists who have every reason to distrust one another, you'll eat up the Machineries of Empire series as avidly as I did. If military SF and n-dimensional chess sound like a bit of a slog, see if you can stick with it anyway. The language and imagery are utterly gorgeous, and these very timely stories have a great deal to say about complicity, responsibility, and the mechanisms of societal control.
2. Instead of doing the half dozen things I wanted to today as part of slowly making the apartment less of a disaster area (per, you know, not having slept much this week), I ended up with a combination of cramps + migraine + massive fuckoff storms which resulted in curling up for the afternoon and not moving. I continue to blame Daniel Jackson for my inability to Ascend past this stupid embodied plane of existence. Fucker stole them all.
3. Water bottle holders may have been my most useful knitting project ever and considering I love my lap blankets a LOT that's saying something. And the yarn stretches just about as much as the pattern indicated, I might add another inch or so of knitting to the next one so that I can sling it cross-body between my boobs without any problem at all? But I took the test project along to lesson/rehearsal yesterday and it's definitely adequate as-is.
4. Next week is Restaurant Week and frankly given the week I've just had I can't fucking wait. I need a week where I can subsist off leftovers in between paying incredibly reasonable prices for really good food. And my leftovers are getting made this weekend.
5. ...I forget what 5 was going to be but let it be noted for the record that it is really fucking nice to be able to exchange money for lack of spoons and mostly not worry about it. Oh, no, I remembered: apparently this weekend will consist of Editrixing at some truly old drafts. Expect a lot of yelping that WOW I AM OLD although it may end up staying in chat. Who knows. >.>
6. Iiii am going to go tackle Mt Laundry now, I think. Honestly once THAT gets out of the way I'm down to batch cooking and cleaning the bathrooms for the weekend chores, assuming of course I don't immediately discover I need to run more laundry. But hey. If I fold all the bins I get the really GOOD popcorn for dessert. XD
Yesterday, I was too busy to really process it, and too tired. Guppy got me up at 3 in the morning, though she went right back to sleep. That, with the late night, meant I was pretty wiped. And then we put the roof on the woodshed! It is an actual woodshed, with a roof! After a day of blistering heat, it was obliging enough to rain last night, and we went out and stood in our perfectly dry (if wall-less, still) woodshed. Horrah!
Today, however, I wandered around staring at things a lot, feeling vaguely overwhelmed and more than a little lost. The book... is done? It's... done? Wait, what? Professional writers may laugh. There are a billion things to do, not the least of which is start the next book, but I'm mostly just finding myself wanting to lie down on the floor and watch dust settle, or binge-watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer or something.
And there's Sketch Fest today! https://www.ellenmilliongraphics.com/
I haven't done anything for it yet, but I hope to tonight.
I'm a featured artist at a Tarot Expo tomorrow, which is fun! I am going to be bringing art supplies and offering $15 on-the-spot commissions for personal tarot ACEOs. Just rough sketches, color or pencil. We'll see how it goes. Locals, I'll be at the Coop Plaza, 12-4, at Woven Sylver. They are going to have tarot readers and demos and workshops from 10-5. (And probably cookies, but don't quote me.)
It's taken me HOURS to write this, so here's some more new art, and I'm going to go eat chocolate and pour a stiff drink. BOOK DONE. BRAIN GONE.
Another of the exclusive pieces for Color On! Magazine.
A WINNER IS ME.
I guess in a couple of hours, I'll be hypomanic/super-stable, all chronic pain will be totally gone and my sinuses will be extra SUPER clean! XDDDDDDD
(if brains are so fucking important you'd think they'd work right)
Dragon Mom: I'm trying to work this into a coherent story instead of just a series vignettes. Slow going so far but right now it's my only viable idea now that the Red Vixen Adventures has concluded
She didn’t actually have a name. Indeed, she would have been insulted if she’d been told she needed one. “The Dragon of the Green Hills” was a lovely title, and it fit her perfectly. Well, if you wanted to get really technical about she was A Dragon of the Green Hills, but her son would earn his own title in time, assuming he didn’t accidentally spear himself on the end of some poor knight’s lance before he grew old enough for his own cave.
Earth or Bust : My ongoing The Martian fanfiction, covering the trip from Mars back to Earth. Though it's go my usual indulgence in character angst, I'm trying to keep it to a minimum, since Watney is usually cheerful. Still, I've got him dealing with a little trauma, giving all the stress he was under on Mars.
“I know you don’t like the idea, but think about it. This,” Beck tapped the Temazepam bottle in his hand, “isn’t a crutch, and it isn’t a cheat. It doesn’t mean you’re weak if you take it. It just means you have a problem, and you need help. Same as if you had an infection and needed antibiotics, or a band aid for a cut. That’s all."
The Long Recovery of Judy Hopps: Judy and Nick spend time on the farm as she recovers from her injuries in the previous stories. Mostly slice of life fluff and a bit of romance.
So at the start of the month my laptop's power-supply and keyboard both turned dodgy within a week of each other. I sourced a replacement power supply off eBay, and I know I can get the keyboard, I just haven't ordered it yet.
But that reminded me that my desktop has been out of action for most of a year. It's on-switch had been getting gradually worse and it gave up entirely while I was away from home last summer. Making matters worse, the case design is dire and a metal clip to hold the motherboard in place also pins the on-switch connector onto the motherboard (which is definitely powered, an LED lights when you plug it in). I finally found a way to get it out without trashing anything this spring, but the connector isn't wired in a straightforward manner, six wires feed seven pins of a nine-pin block, so you can't replace it with a standard two pin switch.
Ordering laptop bits made me realise I might be able to source a replacement switch, given I had the part number, and indeed I could. A fiver got me a brand new OEM switch, which arrived this morning. Plug it in, power on, and nada.... Looks like it's a dead motherboard, not a dead switch. Which means completely rebuilding the desktop. I have a much better case I can frankenstein components into, but at a minimum it means sourcing a new motherboard* and I'm not certain I'll be able to transfer the processor, which is potentially worth doing as, while it's 8 years old, it's also an early i7, so potentially still more powerful than the i3s and i5s most new PCs use. I'll have to do some digging to judge.
Of course, whichever route I take, I'll still need to reseat the processor in the new motherboard, and my coordination isn't exactly great. In fact I think it's measurably worse than the last time I did this, tw computers ago, and I got help then. I may need to lure my neighbour into offering to help.Bah, computers.
* Plus a Win 10 license and a new primary drive - it was running Vista, which I'm not prepared to connect to the net anymore, plus I don't want to overwrite the existing drive, so I'll swap that to being a slave
"Starting" to post, one chapter at a time, because I'm still touching up a few remaining chapters.
Now that this 3-year saga is nearing its end, there's a chance that my blog here will become more interesting as I read and think about things other than Finnick/Annie/Cashmere/Johanna/Mags hurt/comfort. There's also a chance that I'll start writing some of my other Finnick/Annie/Cashmere/Johanna/Mags plot bunnies. Who can know such things?
Meanwhile, have the first chapter of the first part of the second (volume? installment? not sure what to call it) of the Mags-verse series.
Mags' War, Part 1 (4992 words) by thankyoufinnick
Fandoms: Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins
Archive Warning: Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Annie Cresta/Finnick Odair, Mags & Finnick Odair, Johanna Mason & Finnick Odair, Annie Cresta & Mags
Characters: Finnick Odair, Annie Cresta, Johanna Mason, Mags (Hunger Games)
Additional Tags: Hunger Games-Typical Death/Violence, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Trauma, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Agoraphobia, Chronic Pain, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Forced Prostitution, Dubious Consent, Implied/Referenced Drug Use
Series: Part 2 of the Mags-verse series
Recovering from a stroke, Mags isn't expecting to live to see the revolution she's cultivated for so long.
Finnick is prepared to pay any price for her life, even if it means marrying a Capitolite and never seeing Mags, Annie, or District Four again.
President Snow is deciding on an appropriate punishment for District Four's transgressions.
Along comes Katniss Everdeen, to turn everyone's plans upside down.
When asked how he's feeling, he said: "How do I look like I'm feeling? Relieved."
LOL, I bet!
Sanders read a statement from Trump at the press briefing this afternoon.
"I am grateful for Sean's work on behalf of my administration and the American people. I wish him continued success as he moves on to pursue new opportunities. Just look at his great television ratings," Trump said in the statement.
Dear god, it's like an Onion article, but more so. But listen, Trump, you wanna see great ratings? Just wait until Spicer publishes his salacious tell-all. Bestseller. (He better have a salacious tell-all in the works.)
I'm just disappointed that he made his decision first and then went on the air. I really was hoping to see him give up on national TV. Sigh.