Poem: "No Feeling of Being Alive"

Aug. 24th, 2016 10:02 pm
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This poem follows the June 2016 Creative Jam including prompts by [personal profile] chanter_greenie and [personal profile] dialecticdreamer. It also fills the "Alexithymia (Obscured Emotions)" square in my 6-1-15 card for the June Relationship Bingo fest, and the "comfort food or item / feeding someone" square in my 6-16-15 card for the [community profile] hc_bingo fest. It has been sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette. It belongs to the Pain's Gray thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: This poem contains some intense topics. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers. It introduces Side-eye, a member of Ricasso's gang who has some odd neurological problems due to prenatal drug exposure. Diminished sensation leads to sensory-seeking behavior, some of it self-destructive. The poem features recovery from past injuries, requests for assistance with consensual pain, a little nervousness at trying new things, power exchange, fumbling around with new superpowers that are sometimes confusing, references to personal health, awkward conversations, physical and emotional spotting, unintended food roulette, spicy food as a kink material, hand feeding, consensual experimentation with superpowers, aftercare, and other challenges. Although not quite fluff, the overall tone is positive. If these are sensitive areas for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before reading onward.

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Make a Butterfly Feeder

Aug. 24th, 2016 07:56 pm
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 A friend of mine in the local insect club reminded me that now is a good time to put out butterfly feeders.  You can make nectar substitute, or just put out some overripe fruit.  Check your farmer's market for "seconds" that are damaged and sold cheap.

uh huh

Aug. 24th, 2016 07:25 pm
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After my 2nd session of PT, I am still aggravated and thinking of quitting.

While she seemed a bit taken aback that I didn't like the reading, she did manage to roll with it. I said that it was too basic for me and that I have read better books about pain. I said that I did like the part about the body map.

She recommended I try an app in which the user practices Left/Right sorting of body parts; there is some evidence this supports correct functioning of the body map. I explained that I only have a PC, not a smart phone nor tablet. She didn't think this would be a problem.

So I look at the website for the app (which costs about 7 bucks for each body part featured)
http://www.noigroup.com/en/product/btrapp

And it says it's only available for Android and ioS. (Am I wrong about this? plz correct me if so!)

...

...

fuck PT.

Drive-by post

Aug. 24th, 2016 05:24 pm
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Hey, I'm on Imzy! And I've got invite codes if anyone needs one.

How to Fight Homophobia

Aug. 24th, 2016 04:41 pm
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Some folks found an awesome new way to fight homophobia: when their lesbian neighbors were vandalized, lots of other people hung rainbow flags.  Not only is this a lovely show of support for the lesbians, and a discouragement to the vandals, it also provides protective camouflage.  Suppose a bigot drives by who doesn't already know where the lesbians live.  How's he going to find them now?  He'll run out of eggs pretty fast.  LOL

I saw this and immediately thought of the leprechaun story.

So pass it around.  We can sure use more techniques for turning all the isms into wasms.

Back to Centauri

Aug. 24th, 2016 04:39 pm
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Our nearest celestial neighbor, the Centauri system, used to be extremely popular in science fiction.  As astronomers learned more about space, it didn't seem as promising.  Surprise!  Classic SF writers may have been right after all.  It turns out that Proxima Centauri has at least one planet which is likely to resemble Earth in some key aspects. 

Aaaaaand now I want to go there.

Wednesday Yardening

Aug. 24th, 2016 04:03 pm
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Today we picked up branches and rolled logs to clear a path between the savannah and the driveway.  Then my partner Doug mowed through there and did some other parts of the savannah, but we're leaving the part that came up all Queen Anne's lace for the butterflies.

Also, HAZELNUTS!  For the first time, my hazelnut bush has little green nuts all over it.  :D 3q 3q 3q !!!  The purple and yellow coneflowers are winding down.

The Anarchestra

Aug. 24th, 2016 02:03 pm
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Here is a video about a man who has invented hundreds of musical instruments.  Each is a one-of-a-kind creation.  Some mimic standard instruments, while others are completely unique.  He presents the Anarchestra as a public, interactive art show.  People can go in and just jam on the instruments.  Because the instruments are unique, that discourages the tendency to say, "Oh, I don't know how to play that."

In Terramagne, there are lots of gizmologists like this.  Most towns have at least one tinker who just loves to make stuff.  It could be anything -- musical instruments, tools, baby toys, buttons, circus trees, cycles -- done as a hobby or a profession.  Because most people make enough money to live on, there are many more folks who have hobbies, and people who want more than one job are much more likely to make the second one a passion job.  Towns take pride in their creative folks, like the Real Live Writers in Bluehill.  They get a kick out of telling out-of-town guests about the cool dude who makes one-off playground equipment or whatever.  

When people here try to imagine what it would look like if people didn't have to work themselves to the bone just to survive, well, it looks a lot like this.  You have these guys everywhere doing cool shit you would never have thought of, and they're happy to share it with other folks.

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Aug. 24th, 2016 12:32 pm
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So, the very morning after I complained about the chair in my office, an email went out to the listserv saying we could come to the English building to pick up one of the outgoing old chairs if we wanted. I took my measuring tape and found the tallest one (feeling slightly like a criminal casing the joint) and now I am satisfied.

I have also signed up for internet service. I am not exactly thrilled about that but I finally figured out that the root of the problem was very high latency; I was getting ping times at the slow end of dialup speeds. I am willing to admit that medium-speed internet is one of the things I won't compromise on.

"I can install it myself," I said to the ISP guy.

"I'm sure you can, it's not that hard," he said.

Never had I wanted so badly to say, "That wasn't a question."

Wednesday Reading - THE RETURN

Aug. 24th, 2016 08:39 am
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I continue to read Ninefox Gambit by Yoon Ha Lee; it's taking a while, because my brain is flighty right now and I keep flitting from book to book. But I am still enjoying it! Such nifty worldbuilding!

I started Monstress Volume 1: Awakening by Marjorie Liu and Sana Takeda over the weekend, while camped out in the laundromat washing my down coats and jackets in the fancy, gentle machines. It is so amazing. So. Amazing. Sana Takeda's art is richly gorgeous, so detailed I can just look and look at it. I'm only partway through - I'm stretching it out on purpose - and already the story is densely layered, with complex worldbuilding. I don't understand everything that's going on, but I can tell there is more than I am seeing on this first read.

Also at the laundromat, I read Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur Vol. 1: BFF, which is so adorable and also poignant, because I totally feel for 9-year-old Lunella Lafayette and how everyone thinks they know better than her because she's a kid. Meanwhile, she has a secret science lair and is building All the Things. Somebody write me a Moon Girl and Iron Man story? Or, even better, Moon Girl and Beast/Hank McCoy story? I passed volume one to Ms. 8, whom I think might like it.

Finally, I borrowed a copy of Spark Joy: An Illustrated Master Class on the Art of Organizing and Tidying Up by Marie Kondo, and have been finding that it is sparking some useful ideas for storage, and giving me some good thoughts on purging things as well. I am finding it charming because the author is so very much herself and is not afraid to share herself, which I think is coming through clearly in the English translation.

Visitor

Aug. 21st, 2016 09:04 am
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[personal profile] kore: I think we're connected cross-country...

Thank you for being my early warning system!

(though juggling this at a Ren Faire? Not my idea of a good time, body!!)
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- I was searching for Millicent AA Graham's book of poetry The Damp in Things but was offered this result instead: "An essay to shew the cause of electricity, and why some things are non-electricable, in which is also consider'd its influence in the blasts on human bodies, in the blights on trees, in the damps in mines, and as it may affect the sensitive plant, &c., in a letter to Mr. William Watson, F.R.S., 1746." :-)

- Reading, books 2016, 149.

145. New Caribbean Poetry, An Anthology, edited by Kei Miller, 2007, is a 150 page anthology of 8 poets chosen by another poet. The authors represented include 6 women and 2 men, from across the anglophone Caribbean: Marilene Phipps-Kettlewell (Haiti / US), Delores Gauntlett (Jamaica), Christian Campbell (Bahamas / Canada / &c), Loretta Collins Klobah (US / Puerto Rico), Shara McCallum (Jamaica / US), Tanya Shirley (Jamaica), Ian Strachan (Bahamas), Jennifer Rahim (Trinidad). My tastes and those of the editor don't wholly coincide but I did especially enjoy the selection of Jennifer Rahim's work, with an honourable mention to Delores Gauntlett, although my preferences might also reflect on my level of familiarity with different Caribbean cultures. (3/5)

A Song for My Father, by Delores Gauntlett

Against the yam-vine quiet of the garden
a nightingale stirred with my father: the lift
and fall of the pickaxe, the heaving throat
of the hidden bird exacting
the subtleties of song.
This would become the memory of high grass
brushing wet against the black waterboots.

I didn’t realize I was watching him
when, as to an altar
he bent with bare hands to a sudden digging
till the head of yam surfaced
like a flowering from the earth;
the nightingale’s song perched
upon the senses, then drifted
from the dewy pimento leaves
and, like a scent, was gone.

For Seeds That Wither, by Jennifer Rahim )

Hard Things

Aug. 24th, 2016 03:45 am
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Life is full of things which are hard or tedious or otherwise unpleasant that need doing anyhow. They help make the world go 'round, they improve skills, and they boost your sense of self-respect. But doing them still kinda sucks. It's all the more difficult to do those things when nobody appreciates it. Happily, blogging allows us to share our accomplishments and pat each other on the back.

What are some of the hard things you've done recently?

New Species of Sedge

Aug. 23rd, 2016 10:25 pm
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This one is local to me, a new species of sedge has been named after a botanist at Eastern Illinois University. 
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So, right after I moved in to my apartment I set up my desk and tried to set up my desktop, only to realize that I had no idea where the power cord had run off to. My current hypothesis is that I accidentally didn't bring it with me when I moved in with my sister, or I accidentally didn't bring it with me to Iowa. They didn't have one at Best Buy, they didn't have one at Target, they didn't have one at the Iowa State University computer store, so I ordered one off NewEgg.

Whoops. I ordered one off the NewEgg Marketplace.

So, a few days pass, a package arrives in the mail.

It's an HDMI cable.

I am first confused, then angry, then confused again. Eventually I get in touch with the seller and they promise to send me the correct cable right away. (At this point I check my email inbox three times to confirm that I actually ordered the correct cable.)

A few more days pass, a package arrives in the mail. I have just come from having a tetanus shot so I'm not in a great mood. (I didn't step on a rusty nail or anything; I went to Student Health for an unrelated thing and they were like "While you're here, has it been a REALLY LONG TIME since your last tetanus shot?")

It's an HDMI cable AGAIN.

Eventually I get in touch with the seller and they agree to just give me a refund so I can buy a power cable from some place that's going to send me a power cable.

(The seller was RiteAV. I can't leave a bad review for them on NewEgg because I didn't have a customer account when I ordered the cable, so I created a customer account just to leave a bad review, but I actually can only review a seller if I bought the thing under my customer account. I feel 10% bad about calling them out because they were nice and apologetic about it, but they sent the wrong cable TWICE.)

They offered to refund me and send me a new cable, but if they sent me another HDMI cable I would have four HDMI cables, and I have no earthly idea what I'd do with four HDMI cables.

Meanwhile, I'm having trouble writing in my office because the chairs are too low, and I'm having trouble writing at home because I'm only getting about 200 Kbps for internet speed. I feel mildly resentful that the cable company is charging my landlord for providing free internet to the apartment but doing it so badly that half of my neighbors are paying the cable company on TOP of that to get decent bandwidth. So I would hate it if I had to do that, but also, I actually do need decent bandwidth!

Poem: "Show a Genuine Concern"

Aug. 23rd, 2016 12:14 pm
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This poem was written outside the regular fishbowls, inspired by a reader sharing an article on "Policing with Velvet Gloves." It also fills the "fall from grace" square in my 7-16-16 card for the [community profile] hc_bingo fest. It has been sponsored by [personal profile] janetmiles. This poem belongs to the Officer Pink thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: This poem contains some intense topics. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers. It contains emotional breakdown, worried people, a call to the police, extreme angst, erratic behavior, academic problems, reference to people refusing to solve problems they created, and other challenges. Given the length of this story arc, it doesn't exactly have a happy ending, although solutions are planned. If these are are sensitive subject areas for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before moving onward.

Read more... )

also, wips meme

Aug. 23rd, 2016 06:57 pm
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which is also going around and I needed motivation to get back on writing treadmill:

(This is only things that are new stories since the last time I did the meme, which is...more than it should be, less than I'd like.)


Nina on the Rocks )

Maybe Next Year )


A Chain We'll Never Break )

this one doesn't deserve a title yet )

In Memoriam

Aug. 23rd, 2016 04:29 pm
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Accomplishments

Aug. 23rd, 2016 09:18 am
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Ugh, slept badly; woke up around 2:00 am, woke up again sometime after dawn, had weird dreams I didn't like. But I did accomplish things yesterday.

1. Made it back up to a 115 pound bench press, 5 sets of 5. The goal is still 150, if my hands can take it.

Also, bestirred myself to point out sign to guy in weight room: it says you aren't supposed to deadlift in the rig area, because there is no floor padding, and the rig is supposed to be for squats anyway. It is very bad for the floor to slam weights into it. He was lifting 315 and slamming it into the floor. He sort of nodded with downcast eyes, wandered off, then came back and kept doing it, so when I was done with my squats I went downstairs and reported him. Don't know what happened, as I then went into the cardio room and did elliptical. But I hope he got chewed out. Not sure if that counts as an accomplishment or not.

2. Helped a friend with a massive To Do list and with applying to be a program participant at a couple of conventions.

3. Sent in some panel suggestions for Arisia and Readercon.

4. Threw away some underwear that needed to be thrown out.

5. Started a new bag of giveaway clothing with some gym clothes that don't fit well or that I don't really like.

On relating to art

Aug. 23rd, 2016 11:52 am
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I have very clear memories of my ten-year-old self being immensely, deeply unimpressed by Rothko and Mondrian. I was very angry about why this constituted "art"; my definition of art explicitly excluded square canvases painted a single colour.

My ten-year-old self is gently unimpressed every time I stop dead in front of a six-foot-square matte black canvas in an art gallery, wonderstruck, and go "hmm, yes, isn't it fascinating what's being done here, isn't this good."

I am nursing a theory that the main differences between me-then and me-now are:
  1. I'm no longer in a situation where my autism is actively decried, and have internalised that it's okay for particular colours or shapes to make me happy, just because, and (as a superset, really)
  2. I've started believing that it's okay for me to have and experience emotions full stop (and am sufficiently well medicated that I can and do).

Which means that, over the past few years, I've stopped interpreting modern and especially abstract art as, fundamentally, threats: I've stopped responding automatically with defensive suspicion and fury to forms of art that (crudely!) exist to make me feel things.

There is nuance to this, of course. Seeing the Barbara Hepworth exhibit at the Tate Britain, the (possible? probable?) reasons for my emotional response clicked into place when I read that a lot of her more abstract work was in response to or in dialogue with her feelings of being cradled by landscape, and particularly by the Lake District and by Cornwall; all of a sudden it was obvious to me that the sense of home-and-safety-and-familiarity I get off those sculptures is, in fact, the same sense of awe and belonging and recognition I get staring out to sea or feeling dwarfed on valley floors or what-have-you.

That was followed up by another visit to the Tate Britain, one day I wound up in the right area of London with some time to kill, where what I'd intended to do was poke my nose into some of the public galleries. I saw War Damaged Musical Instruments advertised on the website and ignored it -- and then stopped dead in the middle of the hall it occupied, the moment I got there, and spent twenty minutes sat there crying.


One of the things I've been gently sad about for quite a long time is that I'm a classically-trained musician who is mostly very, very bad at listening to classical music unless it's something I've played or am preparing to play, such that I'm listening as a technical study. (I think I've talked before about mostly relating to music as either a technical study or a vehicle for lyrics, but if not I can give it a go.) I'm starting to think it might be time to have another go.

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