gramarye1971: Mikoto Misaka from To Aru Kagaku no Railgun (Railgun: Biri-biri)
Reblog if it's okay for your followers to leave you a comment telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?

I mean, unless my particular history obsessions also turn your crank, I doubt the last one applies, but who am I to kink-shame? *doubles down on the hot steamy neofunctionalist European Union fanfiction action for the people in the back*

(Anon comments are fine, if you don't want to fly your kink flag so publicly. ^_^)
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Originally published at Novel Gazing Redux. You can comment here or there.

Review copy provided by the author, who is a personal friend.

In the last decade or so I have met more people who are reluctant to begin a series that isn’t published in its entirety, with the objection that the author may drag it on forever or may die without finishing it. Marie Brennan’s Lady Trent series has, with its fifth volume, reached its conclusion, so if you’re one of those people, please know that there is not just a stopping point but an ending here.

The series has followed–with lavish illustrations–the career of a lady naturalist specializing in dragons in a world that is not ours but has some very clear analogs. Her own country is not-Victorian-England, and in this book she travels to not-Tibet, following the trail of very rare and unusual dragon specimens. What results calls on all the skills she has spent the previous four books acquiring–in her own science but also in linguistics, archaeology, diplomacy.

If historical approaches to science are your jam–and they are mine–you will want this series. If you like adventure fantasy, there are plenty of death-defying feats and hairs-breadth escapes too. And it’s all told in the chatty tone of an elderly lady looking back on a life well-lived. Recommended.

Please consider using our link to buy Within the Sanctuary of Wings from Amazon. (Or if you’re just starting, A Natural History of Dragons.)

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Originally published at Novel Gazing Redux. You can comment here or there.

The politics of the last year have clarified a lot of things for a lot of people. For me, it’s the futility of the argument that comes of the form “you should care about this thing I don’t. I can see why it feels like a winner. It looks like a slam-dunk! By my values, this person or thing is bad for x reasons–and by your values, this person or thing is bad for y reasons–and therefore even though we do not agree, we should both oppose this person or thing! Yay! Logic prevails and everyone emerges better off!

Here’s where this goes wrong: 1) Making an argument that something you don’t care about should be important to someone else is hardly ever convincing. Quite often you don’t understand the nuances of what it is they care about fully since it’s not your thing. Even when you do, it’s hard to put your back into the argument since it’s not your thing. “But you said!” does not sound sharp and politically savvy, it sounds like you are 6 years old and trying to get another 10 minutes before bedtime. “But you said you believed in family values, you said!” Even if they did say. Being technically correct that they did say does not change the other person’s position.

2) Let’s say you win! “You’re right!” says the other person. “I will bump this thing you don’t value up my priority queue for decision-making in future!” Oh…good…now you’ve reinforced that people should not be allowed to flee abusive marriages, or that we should all spend a lot of time angry about what color the president’s suit is, or any of a number of other things that you don’t believe.

I’ve seen people do this across the political spectrum, and it basically never works. When people say “find common ground,” this is not actually what they mean. They mean the points where you can honestly mean it when you say, “I think we can agree that this is important. I think this deserves your attention.”

When I was taking my first high school debate class, my debate coach (who was otherwise great) got really excited about gotcha questions, “when did you stop beating your wife” questions. He acted like they would be a key skill. But gotcha questions in debates were pretty rare, and they were only as good as your opponent’s willingness to run with them, which was usually pretty minimal. In real life they’re even less useful, because literally nothing forces any human brain–including mine, including yours–to be internally consistent. I suspect that this is what we find so appealing about the stories where robots and computers can be done in with a logical paradox: it’s because we can’t. Finding a gotcha where your sibling, your next-door neighbor, your co-worker has said they believe in one thing politically and then are supporting someone who does another thing–or are even doing another thing themselves–does not force them to say, “You’re right, I will change my position on one of these two things.” Let’s find things we really do value in common–or find ways to maneuver around the people who don’t. Because “you ought to react this way” has never once gotten a person to react in the specified way.

The Beauty of What's Left

Apr. 23rd, 2017 10:31 am[personal profile] okrablossom
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deconstructed nachos on a blue plate

Okay, so I made the beans in the crock on Friday—from dried in the pantry and a chopped onion and dried spices—and [personal profile] yomikoma picked up scallions on the way home, but we had salsa in the fridge, and cheese, and a handful of not-quite-stale corn chips, plus half a chopped cuke and ten leftover cherry tomatoes, along with that overripe avocado I bought Monday, and this is what dinner was. Totally fab. I can't believe I threw all this together and this is what we got to eat.

Along those lines, I gave Bird in the Hand one more chance and we tried the "forrester chicken" which also turned out fab, but I also was able to make the whole thing with stuff we had at home already—or fudge it: skip the parsley over the top, add in extra carrots, use the end of the cream rather than the amount it called for, frozen mushrooms instead of fresh, and dried shiitake which were probably not what the "dried wild mushrooms" really meant. I also tossed in a quarter cup of flour at the end to make it thicken a little, since I hadn't the heart to not include all the dried mushroom broth.

Both experiences were kinda amazing.

Putting down roots

Apr. 22nd, 2017 04:22 pm[personal profile] kass
kass: A house on a hill; the word "home." (little home)
Today Zaphod and I went to the nursery and came home with a ton of plants!

I dug up the sickly rhododendron bush beside my front door and have replaced it with a lilac. (The woman at the nursery assures me that if I trim it appropriately, it will flower and will not grow up to be 15 feet tall.) I've also put in three daylilies beside the house, and two hostas. All of these are perennials, so assuming that they take root, they'll be here for years to come. They're also all low-maintenance, which is important -- I know myself well enough to know that once it's summer, I don't spend time gardening.

And I bought three window boxes for the railing on the mirpesset. One of them now has three small petunia plants in it (Zaphod chose them, and chose the colors -- purple, pink, and variegated.) Another has potting soil and a bunch of flower seeds, because he really wanted to try to grow seeds. And the third will have herbs in it later in the spring. Best part is, they sit on the railing, so they don't have a footprint! I've watered everything we planted.

Now we are curled up in the living room watching Pokémon XYZ, and I am basking in the satisfaction of a task completed, and the satisfaction of continuing to put down roots in my new place.


Apr. 21st, 2017 06:01 pm[personal profile] kass
kass: two lit Shabbat candles (candles)
1. My kid's new favorite thing to do is invent trivia questions and ask them of each other. (Like: "Which planet in our solar system has the most moons?" or "What can Bulbasaur evolve into?")

2. Saw my therapist today, and she affirms that I am rocking the house on many levels. Frankly I quite agree. :-)

3. Dinner tonight is already made, and it is tasty, and I have a challah to go with it, because Passover is over huzzah.

4. I've actually read two books recently. Like, actual paper books. They were both somewhat work-adjacent, but I derived genuine pleasure from reading them.

5. The trees are so close to leafing! And that makes me happy.

Shabbat shalom to all who celebrate.
gramarye1971: white teacup of green tea with wooden chopsticks (Tea and Chopsticks)
First assessment of this matcha pudding recipe produced the following conclusions:
- It definitely needs to be strained, more so than standard homemade pudding, because of the matcha powder. I was lazy and did not strain, and the lumps are noticeable.
- The amount of sugar is just right (though roommate said it needed the sweetened whipped cream that I did not make). Any more would make it taste like a Starbucks drink; any less and there wouldn't be enough contrast with the bitterness of the matcha.
- A better topping would be tsubuan, which I think would have a nice chunky/smooth contrast.

Not bad for using up 500 ml of milk. I'm tempted to make this again and do something with it and a store-bought castella.

Simple weeknight supper

Apr. 20th, 2017 07:41 pm[personal profile] kass
kass: a container full of wooden spoons for cooking (spoons)
I recently unearthed a recipe card I picked up at Zingerman's back in the fall, and tried the recipe tonight, and it is tasty. I suspect I will lose the card, so I'm saving the recipe here.

Fettuccine with tuna, fennel, and pepper )

For your own safety and comfort

Apr. 19th, 2017 12:21 pm[personal profile] mrissa
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Originally published at Novel Gazing Redux. You can comment here or there.

I have a story out in Nature today, Running Safety Tips for Humans. Go, read, enjoy! And when you’re done with that, they’ve asked me to do a blog post on the story behind the story.

Books read, early April

Apr. 19th, 2017 10:31 am[personal profile] mrissa
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Originally published at Novel Gazing Redux. You can comment here or there.

Mary Alexandra Agner, ed., A Bouts-Rimes for Hope. A bouts-rimes, I was reminded by this project, is when you give people the end rhymes for a sonnet and they have to fill in the sonnet. This one, a free project, was specifically aimed at post-election optimism. The poems came out extremely different despite their common rhyme scheme. An interesting thing to do.

Nadia Aguiar, The Lost Island of Tamarind. Near-shipwreck, hidden magical island, and other buttons that you might have had factory installed to push as well. This is a children’s book that doesn’t have astonishingly beautiful prose, but it does have a cranky adolescent protagonist trying very hard for her family. Entertaining, but I was not really very drawn in–there were some quite awkward points.

Danielle Mages Amato, The Hidden Memory of Objects. The speculative premise in this one starts subtly–I was not even sure it would be speculative rather than mimetic YA. It’s about a teenager who is grieving the loss of her beloved older brother, and all the emotional beats are there for relationships being central. However! The speculative premise is also very well thought-through–better, in fact, than in some projects where it is more front and center. This is a book I found through asking what had gotten released since the election and might be falling between the cracks, and I’m really glad I did.

Mishell Baker, Phantom Pains. A sequel to Borderline, and a worthy one, too; this is a novel not just about the interplay between Los Angeles and the world of Faery, not just about disability and accommodation, but about consequences.

Maurice Broaddus, The Voices of Martyrs. This short story collection is divided into past, present, and future tales, and I liked the third category best, but there were interesting pieces in all of them.

Ernest Callenbach, Ecotopia. What it says on the tin, written in the ’70s. There is a weird obsession with Dacron, and he pretty much comes right out and says that the denizens of Ecotopia are like hippies but less distasteful. There are lots of points of unintentional hilarity–the more so if you happen to be named Marissa. There’s a certain extent to which he has the ecological utopia being, “Nobody wears Dacron! and people recycle voluntarily!” and I’m like, honey, I have good news and bad news. I think this is most interesting to people who are particularly wanting to have breadth of field on either utopias or ecological speculative fiction; it is very, very dated for the casual reader.

Charles de Lint, Tapping the Dream Tree. Reread. This is a Newford collection. I really imprinted on an early Newford collection when I was a teenager, and for awhile I read everything de Lint wrote. This is not a terrible collection. It’s also not a collection that felt like it was doing anything in particular that he hadn’t done a dozen times with slightly different costuming. Don’t start here, and unless you’re a de Lint die-hard, I don’t see any good reason to continue to this point either.

Taiyo Fujii, Orbital Cloud. Discussed elsewhere.

Robert Graves, Poems 1968-1970. On the one hand, the things that he labels “songs” sing on the page a great deal more than 99% of poems I have read that are labeled songs/lyrics. So that part was a great success. On the other hand, he is weirdly obsessed with female virginity and other gender dynamic issues that do not hold up well. I picked up some Graves because A.S. Byatt contended that he was one of the great love poets, treating the beloved as an equal, and this is one of the times when you realize what low standards people of previous generations had to have for such things and feel very, very sad.

Paul Gruchow, The Necessity of Empty Places. Reading ’80s nature writing is not entirely dissimilar to reading ’80s speculative fiction. Some of the points of florid inspiration are completely disproven at this time, some of the worries are mitigated and others completely underestimated. And there are moments when race and gender pop up suddenly in order to be handled badly. On the other hand, there are some lovely and personal observations of the natural world. I’m glad this isn’t the first Gruchow I read, because I know he learns better, and I’ll keep reading for the gems.

Bernd Heinrich, Summer World: A Season of Bounty. Heinrich writes about the Maine woods and birds a lot. I like that sort of thing. I bet some of you like that sort of thing too.

Grady Hendrix, My Best Friend’s Exorcism. I am really not sure what I think about this book. It’s about a teen friendship, and there is a coda that makes it clear that it’s meant in some ways to be an ode to teen girl friendships. At the same time…the friendship turns really toxic, and everybody in the book has a horrible time, and once I was clear that it was actually going to be about teens in the ’80s who did drugs and one of them got demonically possessed, it felt kind of gross. The way that it was very vivid about the emotions and the experience was particularly unappealing knowing that that gets used as What Really Happened. Really well done, I’m just not sure I want what it’s doing.

Faith Erin Hicks, The Stone Heart. Discussed elsewhere.

Claire Humphrey, Spells of Blood and Kin. This is a great companion volume to Sarah Porter’s Vassa in the Night, which also came out last year. They’re dealing with the same chunks of Russian mythology in completely different ways, so they’re more enjoyable together rather than detracting from each other. This is an urban fantasy with egg magic. Egg. Magic. I know of one friend who definitely does not want that but other than my friend who is secretly the Nome King I totally recommend this book. (There are no Oz jokes in this book. I like it a lot otherwise though.)

Justina Ireland and Troy L. Wiggins, eds., Fiyah Issue 2. If anything, an even stronger issue than the first. I particularly liked Maurice Broaddus’s “Vade Retro Satana,” Christopher Caldwell’s “The Beekeeper’s Garden,” and Eden Royce’s “Graverobbing Negress Seeks Employment.” There was a lot of variety of voice and theme in this issue. Keep going, Fiyah.

Elaine Khosrova, Butter: A Rich History. Long-term, this may be the most expensive book I will ever read. I got it from the library and returned it on time…but it has motivated me to get The Great Butter at the store, and I will want to try The Really Good Butters after that, and yeah. Yeah, butter, there’s a lot to butter. The recipes in the back of this were pretty pointless, but butter technique, butter industrial detail, butter butter butter. I like microhistories, and also dairy. Major complaint: Khosrova only talked about the Iowa State Fair butter sculptures, which are done on wire forms come on people, not about our butter sculptures, which are done out of solid blocks of butter like Princess Kay intended. I’m just saying. There’s a reason they sing that their state fair is the best state fair in their state, and it’s because you cross the border and the people in Albert Lea will immediately tell you that there’s a better one just one state over. (I did not read anything about seed art this fortnight but trust me, you’ll hear it when I do.)

Yoon Ha Lee, Ninefox Gambit. This is not what people mostly mean by military SF at the moment, but it is entirely military and entirely SF. It’s just a little more off-kilter–Lee is doing the SF part, he is not doing Hornblower In Space Take 257. Major lesson learned by putting this book at the culmination of a lifetime of SF reading: not being a tactical genius is the road to a happy life in a science fictional universe, and maybe you should try not being a tactical genius just in case ours becomes a science fictional universe.

Henry Marsh, Do No Harm: Stories of Life, Death, and Brain Surgery. I wanted to punch Marsh at several spots in this book. On the other hand, I think it’s very well worth reading, not just for the tactile experiences of different kinds of brain surgery (although–!!!) but also for the way that he is very clear about his own mistakes. He not only knows that he has not lived up to the title, he is willing to let us know too. I think we need more of that.

Adrienne Rich, Fox: Poems 1998-2000. None of these jumped out as crucial to share, but I enjoyed the experience. I think I would have enjoyed these poems more in a Collected Works sort of volume. They felt like they were in conversation with things I wasn’t quite catching, and I could easily believe that a fairly large number of those things were Rich’s past poems. I’m glad my library buys poetry at all, but it has a habit of buying one slim collection from 2-3 years of a poet’s life and then saying, oh, we already have some of their stuff and stopping there. Ah well.

Sonia Shah, The Fever: How Malaria Has Ruled Humankind for 500,000 Years. This is a good introduction to malaria (far more fun than, for example, contracting it). I didn’t really need another introductory-level book, but if you haven’t read about the effects of malaria on human cultures, this is a quite reasonable place to start.

Bill Streever, And Soon I Heard a Roaring Wind: A Natural History of Moving Air. This was a very weird book. It was far too short for what it claimed to do, and then it did even less of that than the space would have allowed, because a lot of it was “Streever and someone else sail around the Caribbean.” I might have read a memoir of sailing around the Caribbean in a small craft. I really was a lot more interested in the history of storms and meteorology here. This was basically half a history of meteorologists and half a travel memoir. So…I mean…fine, but ignore the title.

Christie Wilcox, Venomous: How Earth’s Deadliest Creatures Mastered Biochemistry. Kind of great about hemotoxins and neurotoxins and how they evolve and how they get used and what kinds of animals use them and why. Yay venoms. Fun and reasonably short. (Fun. Um. Okay, mileage varies, but if you can’t have fun with a book about venoms….)

Maryrose Wood, The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place. The titular characters were raised by wolves. This is a kids’ book that has some features that will be slightly more eye-rolling to adults–the way the Incorrigibles’ speech is affected by their wolf upbringing is a lot more aimed at kid sense of humor–but there’s other stuff too, the ongoing horse book series their governess is obsessed with. I liked this enough to get it for my goddaughter.

Hey, the Doctor's back!

Apr. 18th, 2017 08:43 pm[personal profile] kass
kass: Tardis. Something old, something new... (tardis)
This post from [personal profile] elisi made me intrigued in the new season of Doctor Who. So tonight I watched "Pilot," and I am totally charmed. Bill is every bit as delightful as everyone had indicated, and I am absolutely on board for whatever comes next.

Also, this is another thing I'm pleased to be reclaiming from my former life. About that. )
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Originally published at Novel Gazing Redux. You can comment here or there.

I have a space salvage story, “Vulture’s Nest,” in the May/June 2017 issue of Analog. Go, read, enjoy!

Katsudon, yet again.

Apr. 18th, 2017 07:15 pm[personal profile] gramarye1971
gramarye1971: Viktor Nikiforov from Yuri!!! on Ice, soaking in the onsen (YoI: Onsen Viktor)
Before RL got away from me recently, I was meaning to post pictures of a fun self-indulgent purchase I made a little while ago: the official Yuri!!! on Ice katsudon bowl. I always like series merchandise that is actually useful, not just decorative, and though I haven't made katsudon recently I should probably show people what the bowl looks like before food goes into it.

Swiped from the kitchens of Yu-topia.... )

On the whole, I like it a lot. Wasn't all that expensive for imported merchandise, either. Will probably use it to make myself a celebratory katsudon fairly soon!

A tiny reclaiming

Apr. 18th, 2017 05:47 pm[personal profile] kass
kass: Ray Kowalski ponders. (RayK thinking)
I'm listening to an old album by The Story -- Grace in Gravity. I love singing along with them. Their harmonies work well for me, and so do their ranges.

And what should come on but "and our faces, my heart, brief as photos."

At my wedding, some eighteen-plus years ago, a friend read a John Berger passage by that title.

Hearing the words brings me a pang, at first. I remember planning the wedding. I remember my certainty that life was full of promise and that I would be married to him for the rest of my life.

I consider skipping the track.

In the end, I play it all the way through, and I sing along.

The first question

Apr. 18th, 2017 04:12 pm[personal profile] mrissa
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Originally published at Novel Gazing Redux. You can comment here or there.

I have a favor to ask. There are a lot of difficult conversations in this world right now, and I would like to ask you to pay attention to the first question you ask in those difficult conversations. Because it often gives a sense of your priorities–and sometimes it gives a sense of your priorities that is not the one you want.

Let me give you a couple of examples. When we’re talking about sexual harassment at conventions, if your first question is, “What do we do about the false reports?”, that tells me something very different than if your first question is, “How do we make sure that people trust us enough to report?” or “How do we keep clear records so that all the information we need is preserved?” And do I think, “I bet it’s because the people who are asking about false reports already have thorough answers to those other questions”? HAHAHA YEAH SURE I DO.

Similarly, disability and accessibility. If your first question is, “What about the times when accessibility needs conflict?”–and oh Lordy, that is so often the first question–that tells me so very very much about your priorities. And what it tells me is not great, frankly. Because again, I promise: the people and organizations who have this as their first question about disability and accessibility are not people and organizations who have smoothly and effortlessly handled all the first-tier, obvious accessibility needs and are now moving on to the hard ones.

Yeah, I know, sometimes the first thing that pops out of your head is something trivial, something random. I don’t think these examples are that. They’re too consistent to be random, and if you think they represent something trivial, you’ve probably never been on the wrong end of them.

Try to make sure your first question is not, “How do I put this problem back on the people who have been bearing the brunt of it all along?”, actually. That’s pretty important.

Oh, and if your stunningly insightful political question that “no one” is asking boils down to, “What if this group of people is actually just inferior? what if they just suck?”–guess what? It turns out people have asked that before. It turns out people ask that a lot. You are not new, you are not insightful, you are not hard-hitting. You’re just being an asshole. Social scientists have done a lot of research into whether one gender, one race, one ethnicity, etc. etc. etc. is inherently inferior to others, and it turns out that the scientific answer is, NO, AND ALSO STOP BEING SUCH AN ASSHOLE.


Apr. 17th, 2017 06:29 pm[personal profile] kass
kass: glass of white wine (white wine)
1. Haircut today! It is so good to feel shorn and well-kept. This is one of my favorite things about having short hair: getting it shortened again. :-)

2. White wine (see icon.) Because today was a long day, and I am so ready to be done.

3. The trees outside my condo are fixing to leaf! I am kind of ridiculously excited. I am so ready for spring. Most of the trees around here are still bare, which is reasonable (it's going to be in the 30s tonight), but the ones right outside my kitchen window are itching to pop, and I am happy to bear witness to that.

4. I am seeing some Doctor Who squee on my reading page, and that both makes me happy (I like it when my friends are happy) and makes me want to watch again so I can join the conversation.

5. [personal profile] kcobweb helped me shorten my kitchen curtains yesterday, and now they are the right length for my windows!

How are y'all?
el_staplador: Yuri Plisetsky from 'Yuri!!! on Ice' sticking his tongue out; caption 'makes me wanna barf' (yuri on ice)
What Love Is (6923 words) by El Staplador
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov
Characters: Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuuri, Original Characters, Okukawa Minako, Yuri Plisetsky, Mila Babicheva
Additional Tags: Non-Linear Narrative, Religious Themes, Stealth Crossover, Russian Orthodoxy, Christian Holidays, Depression, Pre-Canon, Post-Canon, Missing Scenes, Fade to Black

No matter how much you think you know, there's always more to learn. As the years pass, Victor discovers all sorts of things about all sorts of different kinds of love.

So, um, yes, this was what I spent my Lent writing.


Apr. 16th, 2017 11:55 am[personal profile] kass
kass: a container full of wooden spoons for cooking (spoons)
1. It's a gloriously beautiful day here today.

2. I've started ginger-kimchi-braised-chicken in the slow cooker, and will roast some green beans later.

3. Peppery-bright arugula salad with lemon juice and parmesan is one of the best things ever.

4. I am really happy with the wall I painted periwinkle yesterday. Every time I walk past it, it makes me smile.

5. I'm going to go for a walk soon in the sunshine.

How are y'all?

Oh, and hey, happy Easter to all who celebrate. ♥

Is this GAFIA?

Apr. 14th, 2017 07:43 pm[personal profile] athenais
athenais: (spaceman)
Worldcon site selection has opened and it occurs to me that while I wish Dublin all the best and am sure they will do a wonderful job (and think it is terrific that Worldcon is going out of the US more often) I won't be there. I have no interest in yet another big trip to Europe in August. I wasn't all that thrilled about going to Helsinki initially. It's the worst time of year to take a vacation in Europe. August is crowded and expensive absolutely everywhere. Plus it's usually pretty hot, but I give Finland that, it will not be hot. It may break 70F if we're lucky.

It's been years since I built my vacations around big conventions, anyway. LonCon was an exception and so is Helsinki. I do like foreign cons, so I've built vacations around a couple in Sweden and Åland. Next year the San Jose Worldcon is a mere 50 miles from us and so I'm sure we'll go for a couple of days. But I doubt there are many more con vacations in my future.

I would rather travel widely these next five or six years (please god let it not be more than that, I do want to retire) while both of us are employed, healthy and willing to sit on planes for long periods. I want to visit Chile, Thailand/Cambodia, Morocco, Egypt, New Zealand, Australia, and French Polynesia. I know we will probably be able to afford vacations even after we retire, but I'd rather do the longest, costliest ones now. And it's no fun going to see people if they're all working on a gigantic convention; why not go when no one else is?

But no, it's not GAFIA. I doubt I could stop being a fan. You know what they say.


Apr. 14th, 2017 08:08 am[personal profile] kass
kass: a latte in a teacup with a heart shape drawn in the foam (latte)
1. Spotted a female cardinal at my bird feeder this morning, with red beak and crest. Beautiful.

2. Beautiful blue-sky sunny day.

3. I'm applying for a job I really really want and I am hopeful.

4. Coffee. Because coffee.

5. Lots of people nattering and posting on dreamwidth lately, yay!

How are y'all?


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