2. Finally, finally, FINALLY, I got a new chapter of Gunjo posted! I really thought I'd never be able to continue with this one, so it's pretty exciting.
3. The other day I beat a level of Candy Crush I'd been stuck on for months. I'd pretty much given up on ever getting past it and really wasn't playing the game much anymore. Then all of a sudden I beat it! And now the game is fun again! (Until I get stuck on another level forever...)
Original Title: 群青 (Gunjou)
Author: Nakamura Ching
Publisher: Ikki Comics
Status in Japan: 3 volumes, complete
Scanlator: Megchan's Scanlations feat. Maar + HappyScans! + Kotonoha
Scanlation Status: Ongoing
More Info: Baka Updates
Summary: Out of desperation, a woman asks an old high school friend to kill her abusive husband for her. The friend, having long been in love with this woman, does it, and now they are on the run from the law.
Chapter Summary: Having thrown away all their money when they decided to turn themselves in, the two women now find themselves in an even worse situation after changing their minds and running away from the cops. It's a cold, rainy night and they can't seem to find so much as a bench with an overhang under which to rest.
my twitter content has settled into being about 40% fandom of the moment blather (currently captain america), 40% typical twitterish what-i-did-today-by-some_stars-age-29 nonsense, and 20% late night depressionals. although i should warn y'all, when this current mad rush of panic and school shit settles i'll be catching up on SPN and god only knows what depths i will once more descend to.
anyway so yeah, if anyone around here is still interested in my life then twitter is 50% of the place to be. and now you know.
So the nominations for the Hugo Awards (and the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, which is, we must ritually say, Not A Hugo) were announced this weekend, and have already occasioned a fair bit of comment while I was spending quality time with my family. (Here, have some cute kid pics.)
Here are some reactions, and reactions to reactions:
The Wheel of Time, the fourteen-book epic fantasy series by Robert Jordan and Brandon Sanderson, is nominated for Best Novel in its entirety. Here is where I disagree with some quite good friends, and say that even if this makes sense (and I am not convinced that a fourteen-book series really belongs on a Best Novel category, whether or not that is technically permissible), I didn't nominate it and I'm not voting for it, because frankly I don't think it deserves it. Yes, it more-or-less stuck the landing (ugh, I've still never written up the last volume), but the multiple books of wheel-spinning in the late-middle (I've still never read one of them all the way through; err, also, pun not intended) and the incredibly poor way it handles its gender politics mean that as far as I'm concerned, it would be a nostalgia/tribute vote and not one on its merits.
There are some really exciting things on the ballot, too. Ancillary Justice is one of the most talked-about novels in my circles this past year, and I look forward to reading it. A blog post about erasure of women from history is nominated for Best Related Work (next year, I nominate medievalpoc for something—Fanzine? Fan Writer?). Sites I read regularly are nominated in Semiprozine and Fanzine (Strange Horizons and The Book Smugglers, respectively). I've been nominating Abigail Nussbaum for Fan Writer for years, and I'm thrilled to see her on the ballot; Liz Bourke and Mark Oshiro also do great work. [*] And the Campbell Award nominees are, as best I can tell, at least 80% non-white-males (and the cover of Max Gladstone's first book, the 20%, looks like this). So that's pretty great.
[*] Though eligibility for Fan Writer, when it comes to paid-for work out on the web for free, is really messed up under the WSFS Constitution (PDF), and badly needs revision. When it's not 11:30 at night I can elaborate, if anyone cares, but really, I'm mostly convinced that it should be changed to "nonfiction writer" instead, as someone-or-other suggested.
All that said, I promised agnosticism, which is this: I genuinely cannot find it in me to care whether the Hugos devolve into, as James Nicoll points out with characteristic brevity and asperity, political parties, or whether prior community norms about politicking prevail, or Vox Day et al. get bored, or whatever. Worst comes to worst, a few years of concerted effort results in actual winners instead of mere nominations for hateful trolls, and a few year after that, booksellers and the like catch up and realize that the Hugo is no longer prestigious, and, well, SFF fandom is big, even the bits of it that self-identify as fandom, and WorldCon and the Hugos are only a small part of that. Maybe Locus stops overweighting subscriber votes and becomes the popular award of record. Maybe the Nebulas experience a surge in prestige. Maybe I hit the lottery and endow a juried award in my honor. Who knows? But the Hugos aren't that big a teapot, at the end of the day, and if people want to self-identify with them and participate in the community that votes on them, great, they should do that, and if people don't, great, they should do that too.
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My birthday was fucking spectacular, filled with three rounds of hockey, ice skating, and Cap2; it was great to get away and I need to take more road trips alone, because they're really good for me. I also wound up profoundly lonely a couple of times and would like to maybe not be quite so alone in life. Which is a good thing to figure out, and yay goals! I like goals.
Work is busy, as it's apparently the time of year when people start to do their watersports shopping. (I still think that's an awkward name for the industry, but I also strongly object to sportsman being the terminology for a hunter, so I'm clearly not somewhere I need to be long-term, industry-wise.) I was talking with a few coworkers recently, and one of them described an absent coworker as "smiles more than ainsley, and that's hard to do". I half-glared at her until I realised she was ... actually not being mocking. It's not a career, but it's good for me. I'm continuing to grow as a person, and becoming a better employee; for now, this is probably the best place for me.
Never tell a personal trainer that one of your primary fitness goals is to become a hockey player if you need to be walking normally the next day. My quads are ecstatic in the way that involves liberal application of icy hot. (I tend to believe that the universe sends signs when you're on the right path, because I do, and winding up with a free personal training session with the top trainer at my gym feels like one of those signs to me.)
My maternal grandmother is in the hospital; I'm celebrating getting the information at all--not from Facebook, as a bonus!--and not being particular about not getting details beyond out of her mind. (It's an infection and exhaustion from chemo and not eating enough, but even that is more medical detail than I tend to get.) I wound up getting the third degree about my wedding plans. For someone who's never much considered the topic, and hasn't had a first date in roughly a decade, I had more answers than I expected (long dress but no train, small ceremony).
My favorite hockey player is on a 24-game point streak, and it took me two minutes to weave a depressing story around this. Clearly I have a superpower, and superpowers are totes excellent. Just look at the Hulk! And the Winter Soldier!
My brain is trying to mash up the Arrogant Worms and Avril Lavigne. Kudos for the geographical and alphabetical consistency, but perhaps Jesus' Brother Bob shouldn't be singing So Much For My Happy Ending.
But it is Easter, so. I hope you had some chocolate, if chocolate's your thing.
Pairings: Eliot Spencer/Parker (Background Eliot Spencer/Alec Hardison; Background Parker/Alec Hardison).
For: Kink_bingo; sex toys
Content notes: none
Tags: trans-masculine Eliot; sex toys; Community: kink_bingo; first time
Beta by: j00j and were_duck
Notes: Comments are love. Title is a joke.
Summary: A PWP, basically.
You can also read this at the AO3.
( Head and Shoulders )