The Belkin Tales, by Alexander Pushkin
I started reading these after a recommendation from Boy; he said that The Shot was possibly his favourite short story ever. I don't quite share that sentiment lol. The Tales consist of 5 different short stories ranging from gothic to romantic to tragic. As I understand very little of the literary conventions of early 19th century Russia, which Pushkin apparently influenced quite a lot, I'm probably not appreciating these stories as much as they deserve to be. For me, it was an okay read ~for a male. 3/5
Cat's Eye, by Margaret Atwood
GREAT GREAT GREAT. GREAT!!!!!!!! Maybe the first book ever that's made me dream about it. It's the story of a painter who returns to the city of her childhood/adolescence and reflects on the bullying she experienced as a child. There's a fantastically gothic quality to some of the narration, and I absolutely love how it handles the complexity of gender and sexism. It feels like this is the kind of fat, intense book that's omnipresent from male writers and it's kind of blowing me away to see a woman's experience dissected and laid out from her pov. 10/10
(tw self harm!)
The Price of Salt (Carol), by Patricia Highsmith
ALSO GREAT. It's about a lesbian couple in 1950s New York. I don't know if "sweet" is the right way to describe this - the narrator can get quite melancholic (and a little dramatic at times lol; understandable considering the circumstances), but Highsmith's prose has something so tender and affectionate to it, and a somehow very comforting attention to details. I'm not sure how to describe this best, except by saying that I enjoyed it a lot and I enjoyed how it made me feel. Bonus spoiler: there's a happy ending! 5/5
The Order of Truth's Aeon Priests have resurrected our May 2014 Numenera Bundle, featuring the tabletop science-fantasy roleplaying game Numenera from Monte Cook Games. A billion years in the future, explore the Ninth World to find leftover artifacts of nanotechnology, the datasphere, bio-engineered creatures, and myriad strange devices that defy understanding. The inspiration for the recent Torment: Tides of Numenera computer game from inXile Entertainment, Numenera is about discovering the wonders of eight previous worlds to improve the present and build a future.
Yes, YOU. Not the invisible person over your left shoulder.
Do you like subtlety, secret messages, and geekiness?
( Read more... ) Do you like unique works which are impossible to replicate?
( Read more... ) Do you like being able to interact with the artisan?
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So have I convinced you yet?
(also open to suggestions for rehoming them, because what I am doing isn't working)
In other news: I recently discovered that a romance novel author asked P. G. Wodehouse if they could use the name Rosie M. Banks. He said yes. I'm tempted to add the summary to the Generator, perhaps with an explanatory note.
(Forgive the embed outside the cut this once.)
Victoria was a companion that I always liked the idea of more than what they actually did with her most of the time, but Debbie Watling always seemed pretty lovely, and she had a very good relationship and rapport with both Patrick and Frazer. My old telly adventures have also led to me watching her (at least briefly) appear in The Power Game, along with her father, Jack, who was a regular (a favour which she returned in DW, getting him cast as Professor Travers in two of the Yeti stories).
I have STUFF. It accumulates. Being a frugal, responsible person, I kept a lot of it because "it might be useful" or "somebody else might find it useful" or "I could give it away on Freecycle" or "I could sell it on Ebay". And I did none of the above. None.
The effort and stress of listing something on Ebay has obviously been too great for me to summon up the energy to do. Likewise for Freecycle. This gives me much guilt, because putting things into landfill when they could be recycled is BAD. BAD KA! BAD BAD BAD! I have thus been caught between feeling guilty if I threw it away, and feeling stressed if I didn't. Because Stuff Taking Up Space is getting to really stressful levels for me. I have all these craft materials! I need to put them somewhere! I'm running out of space!
I have finally said "enough!" (or "too much", really). Forget Ebay. Forget Freecycle. Forget them all. One phone call, and I have booked a Hard Rubbish collection. My hope is that people round about will take at least some things off the pile before it gets collected by the Local Council. Shove my guilt, the stress has just gotten TOO MUCH. Stuff it!
So. Hard rubbish. Today I've been going around the house gathering stuff and clearing away stuff. Hopefully my nephew will help me tomorrow to put heavy things outside on the kerb.
( Read more... ) It will be good to get rid of it all.
I have also been seeking out French videos to watch / listen to, and I came across this slightly terrifying one:
I kind of wish I had a video of my face as I slowly managed the translation and figured out what it's about.