Pictures from my walks:

Feb. 12th, 2026 07:22 pm
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I've been trying to take my medically prescribed walks. We've been luckily aided by our weather, which has been so bizarrely warm this season. (It's low-key terrifying, how little snow we've had.)

I didn't end up doing anything this most recent "weekend," as Alex was super sick and didn't want to go anywhere, but on the last bit of time before I returned to work we did at least a few good walks.


Bella got to meet a horse!

Bella loves horses. I tease her that she's a weird horse girl. (I was a weird horse girl.) But she's very enthusiastic every time we drive past horses. She's gotten to see them on trails before, and is always very excited. (I loved one day on a trail where we pulled her to the side to let some horses pass, where we were talking to Bella saying "Oh, do you see the horses?" and as the riders passed, one of them was saying "Oh, do you see the puppy?" Lol.) But while Cy got to be around horses pretty often, back when Alex was riding, Bella hasn't ever gotten to directly meet one.

Until now!

We saw this horse coming up the trail, and then horse and rider went through the Starbucks drive through, haha. Then they came back around and passed us on the trail. The rider said hi to us and to Bella, and Alex said hi and that Bella loves horses. The rider pulled his horse back around and asked if she wanted to say hi.

Bella was utterly starstruck, haha.


And a pair of bald eagles!

We first spotted one out on the ice of the pond, then heard a huge murder of crows throwing an absolute fit over in the trees at the far side. As we continued around, we realized there was a second eagle already in the trees over where the crows were upset.

Eventually the one on the ice flew back up to join the one in the tree, though then made another trip out onto the ice.

By the time we got back around to the tree they'd been in, that one came back, and they both sat there for quite a while! It was very cool.

I am still delighted every time we see an eagle, and especially to see two! But it also makes me happy that it no longer feels like a "once in a lifetime" sighting. While I don't think I'll ever be blase about seeing them (I mean, I get excited every time I see a chickadee, so) but I am glad that it's something that happens multiple times a year, now.


Nine more pictures:

Friday, January 30, a quick walk in a city park:


There were SO MANY geese on the pond, ha. But I liked the ones toward the front there, who were nibbling at the sort of soft, delicate ice at the edge of the pond. It was a very funny noise to hear them nibbling at it. Bella was very interested.

Sunday, February 01, a longer walk at Belmar Lake:


A pair of mallards waddling across the ice. I love the male's bright green head, but am also always amused by their bright orange feet.


This little bird's nest was very cute.


Also a big fallen wasp nest.


Excuse me! What do you think you're doing?? It is February 1st, it is too early for you, little green leaf!


More ducks! Some mallards in front on shore, and northern shovelers in the water.

Thursday, February 05, at Pelican Pond:

The two above-cut pictures are from this day as well, but a few more.


Denver in the distance, but also a sort of fun phenomenon: the angle of the sun meant that the contrail over on the right actually cast a shadow across the sky, which is pretty cool looking.


Eagle! :D


Again with the greenery! It's too soon!


It's harder to take my walks while working, but I've tried to take at least two quick walks each day. It does seem to have helped the bloating a bit. Still not all the way there, but it's improved!

In less good news, I do seem to be getting sick, probably with what Alex has. Terrible! He's been so sick for days! But I had a very slight sore throat this morning, and then around lunch time it started ramping up. Runny nose, lots of that lovely post-nasal drip that is making my throat want to die.
If it follows the same trajectory as Alex's, then I can look forward to hideously awful coughing, moderate fever, and sinus and chest congestion in my near future. (And because I had originally requested this weekend off, but my time off request was denied, I absolutely can't call out; there's no one to cover, and calling out on the same day as a denied leave request is an automatic HR write-up.) Hopefully I end up with a milder version!

A weird fossil

Feb. 12th, 2026 08:48 am
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Writing Goals/Calendar: February 2026

Feb. 11th, 2026 07:32 pm
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Well, my January got more interesting than I'd hoped.

I started the year without really having much of a goal in mind for the year, much less for what I planned to do month to month, and I floundered a bit on what would be a reasonable expectation for January.

Eventually I settled on:
- I wanted to get back to working on the outline for my current WIP

With a fairly optimistic stretch goal of:
- Finishing that WIP outline

How did that go?

Weeeeell... I did get back - if barely! - to working on the WIP. I think I even managed two days in a row!
And then my appendix tried to kill me. That...certainly derailed my plans a bit.

I haven't been feeling particularly creative since all the health stuff. Even the super easy daydreaming parts have been pretty much nil. This week - already halfway into the month - is really the first time I've even sort of felt capable of considering working on anything, though I haven't yet. I am a bit dismayed by that lack of interest, though I know I shouldn't be. It's not surprising that stress impacts my desire to do stuff, and that was certainly a lot of stress. Still, I don't like that feeling (or lack of feeling about it), and I don't know when my motivation or enthusiasm will return. (I already wasn't feeling a whole lot of it, but it's still noticeable how much less I have at the moment.)

I do hope to work on it at least a little bit this month, but my ambitions are pretty low.

What I hope to do in February:

Unfortunately, I'm basically just copy-pasting last month's goals:
- Resume working on the WIP outline
- (As nice as it would be to finish it, I really do not think that is at all likely.)

One of the things I was trying to figure out at the start of the year was what a reasonable pace and goal really is for me, if I don't want to push to make writing take up more of my time than I feel I have to give to it... I don't feel like I have any better idea! I also haven't been putting much time toward anything, so that doesn't help. Hopefully I'll start feeling a little more capable of doing things before too long.
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I used this in 'Sinners,' 'KPop Demon Hunters,' and 'Wicked' — movie musicals at the GRAMMYs, but decided to use "The Girl in the Bubble" for 'Wicked: For Good' leads Best Fantasy Film at the Saturn Awards.

Health and misc stuff update:

Feb. 10th, 2026 04:44 pm
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A few random health and surgery things I forgot to mention in the longer write-up:
- I really had absolutely zero suspicion that it was appendicitis. The one thing I remember hearing about it, sometime back when I was a kid, was that it is impossibly, excruciatingly painful. That you can't function if your appendix bursts. Something about being unable to stand on one foot, or unable to jump because of the pain? I don't know how much of that is "old wives tale" vs. "typical of most people, just not all" but while this was definitely painful, it didn't strike me as debilitatingly so. Occasionally the pain would spike to what I'd call a 9/10, but that would fade back to a 5/10 after about twenty seconds, which is firmly in the "I've worked through worse" category.
- Related to the above, I've had and worked through menstrual cramps that were more painful. I've *seen* studies talking about this very thing, but because of that, I just sort of assumed "well, this can't be anything too serious, then."
- They had a really hard time getting blood samples from me. My veins just... retreated. When they did get blood, it kept clotting before they could do the tests they wanted it for, so they put me on a blood thinner for a few days. The bruises from some of the blood draw sites *just* disappeared fully as of today.
- I am *really, really* glad that the surgeons took a second look at the CT scans and decided to operate. The initial CT analysis (I don't know if this was a CT tech's read of it or an automated analysis) gave such vague and inconclusive results. Which isn't wrong, per se; apparently my guts were just trashed, ha. But if the surgeons hadn't taken that additional look, hadn't determined that even though the CT listed appendicitis as a "secondary" concern, it really looked like it might be appendicitis that needed treatment... things could have been pretty bad for me. I already wonder how long it'd been having issues, for it to have already perforated, abscessed, gone gangrenous. Was two days (Friday night onset of symptoms until Sunday night surgery) really long enough for it to have gotten that bad? Waiting longer would have likely pushed me toward the sepsis stage, and I'm glad I didn't have to deal with that.

Last week I did get my expected denial of leave from the state, which my HR department appealed. Today I got the notice from the state that my application has finally been fully submitted, and that they have all required information. So NOW it can finally be reviewed. Good thing I don't, you know, have rent or bills or anything!

Speaking of bills... For as much as I've complained about my insurance, they really did cover the vast majority of my stay, which is a huge relief. I didn't know what sort of bill I was going to get stuck with. The total for my time at the hospital ended up being nearly $100,000. It was more than $96,000, and my insurance paid over $89,500 of it. I owe around $6500. That is still a lot of money for me, and certainly not pocket change that I have lying around, but it's certainly not as life-ruining as $100000 would be.
(Also granted, some of that is the hospital upcharge. Each tylenol pill was $3.50. Each bag of IV fluid was $90. Each day of "room and board" was over $3000. Surgery and anesthesia were billed for one 15 minute block and then per minute, which tells me the surgery itself took an hour and 16 minutes.)
I may still owe another $1700 for the anesthesia, which has been billed, but my insurance has not responded to.
Apparently my urgent care appointment cost $390, despite it literally being five minutes of poking me in the stomach and telling me to go to the ER. I paid $50 to be seen, and my insurance paid $140, so I still owe them $100, too.
Of course, I'm going to have to apparently go to the fucking hospital again to give them money, because when I try to make a payment on their handy website, it just gives me an error and tells me to speak to customer service... which there is no contact info for anywhere that I can find on the website.

I returned to work last Friday, which was really just a chance to catch up on everything that happened while I was gone. (My manager and our lead instructor apparently got into it, and got a divorce no longer feel able to work with each other. My company made the absolute worst knee-jerk decision regarding a "solution," which has left everyone angry and resentful. My manager was responsible for two locations, so they took her second location away and gave it to the lead... even though he has had zero training and has zero idea how to do any of the office work that a center requires. There is no other staff up there. Manager is angry and resentful that her center was taken away; Lead is angry and resentful that it feels like he was thrown into the deep end with no training. They both think the other is getting rewarded.)

I can't say I feel fully ready to be back to work (and judging by some stupid mistakes I made, my brain isn't 100% back in the game,) but for the most part it's okay, and I'm definitely far, far readier than I would have been the week before. I was definitely not ready for a 10-hour day on Sunday, but it is what it is.

Yesterday I felt pretty good, and got together with Taylor for a good chunk of the day. We watched a movie and read and it was nice. I managed without falling asleep in the middle.

Today... all I really did was sleep. I woke up at 7:00 and fell back asleep until nearly 10. Two hours later, I was ready to go back to sleep, and dozed on and off for hours more. This feels like a stupid backslide.

Otherwise, healing seems to be going fine. The first and third incisions are healing really well. The middle one (in my bellybutton) hurts, but I think it's because the scab cracked, and the sharp edges dig into the tender stuff underneath depending on how I moved. It doesn't look bad, just hurts a little. I've been able to manage without the lidocaine patches for a couple days now, which is good.
Still a bit bloated, and haven't had a chance to go on walks the last couple days, but it's definitely better than before.
Food is still sitting fine. My guts are see-sawing back and forth between extremes of how they'd like to misbehave, but things are still moving through the tubes, which is all I can really ask for.

Alex is sick. :( Some sort of head and chest thing. Sounds similar to what I had back in 2024, which lingered for months. I hope this one passes faster, but it's a nasty cough. He had a fever for a while, but that passed. Miserable. I also really hope that I don't get his crud. I've been through enough, lol.




...and as I'm writing this post, our kitchen ceiling just started leaking. Guessing the upstairs neighbor's dishwasher or something. Super! Time to go deal with that!

The leak is made all the stranger because during my hours of dozing, I dreamed there was a leak in the ceiling next to my bed. It was a brief snippet of the dream, but still, bizarre.

ETA: Ceiling leak addressed. Kids in the apartment upstairs flooded their bathroom. Better result than it could have been! Emergency maintenance came by, and cut away a few bits of drywall to try and make sure that it dries out. They'll check again tomorrow.

i enjoy being a girl

Feb. 10th, 2026 05:29 pm
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I have acquired a rather splendid scarlet T-shirt which bears the following legend:

THINGS WE DID:
Built this city; shot the Sheriff

THINGS WE DIDN'T DO:
Start the fire; shoot the Deputy

THINGS WE WANT TO DO:
Break free; know what love is

THINGS WE WILL DO:
Rock you, Anything for love

THINGS WE WON'T DO:
That.

I should like to make a feminine version. Can you help? I want phrases sung by women, in whatever context. Any suggestions for any of the categories will be considered gratefully, and I will amend this post accordingly, though bear in mind that I am old-fashioned and may not recognise them all!

THINGS WE DID:

THINGS WE DIDN'T DO:

THINGS WE WANT TO DO:
Zig a zig Ah
be loved by you
danced with somebody
have fun
build a snowman

THINGS WE WILL DO:
survive!
come out of the kitchen
always love you

THINGS WE WON'T DO:
be seen and not heard

THINGS WE CAN'T DO:
say no

THINGS WE NEED:
a hero

Interesting how different these are from the bloke version! Thanks for contributions so far, and I would be delighted to have some more.
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Here's another image I considered for 'Fantastic Four: First Steps' vs. 'Superman' for Best Cinematic Adaptation Film at the Saturn Awards.

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This weird creature was a sticker from Abi Stevens Art. I picked it this week for the vibes. I still feel kind of weird and off, like a bizarre and monstrous serpent bird, so that seemed appropriate.

This week was the final stretch of recovery and my return to work. While I still feel like it wasn't quite enough time, I have been feeling far better than I did the previous week. I did have a few reasonably productive days at home, where I started to get caught up on some of what I'd missed. The week itself was difficult, though. The news on Wednesday about my friend Mark passing was... heartbreaking. I still just don't feel like he can be gone.

Goals for the week:

  • I did finally catch up on DW
  • I wrote up my January book reviews
  • I finished reading We're Here
  • I took more walks
  • I returned to work
  • I did not work on my reading page
  • I did my [community profile] getyourwordsout check in: 12542 words
  • I did my tracker grids for the next month
  • We paid rent
  • I started reading Hell Bent

Tracked habits:

  • Work - 1.5/7 - I returned for a half day on Friday, resuming my regular schedule on Saturday
  • Household Maintenance - 5/7
  • Physical Activity - 7/7
  • Wrote 500/1000+ Words - 0/7
  • Non-fiction Writing - 6/7 - three days of over 500 words, three days of over 1000
  • Meta Work - 4/7
  • Personal Writing - 6/7
  • Other Creative Things - 0/7
  • Reading - 6/7 - I finished reading We're Here and started Hell Bent, plus read a small bit of my ebook side-read; Alex and I finished The Sun Dog and started The Luminous Dead
  • Attention to Media - 7/7 - Sunday had various background stuff, watched some reviews later; Monday had youtube in the background, then later watched agility qualifiers for the Westminster dog show; Tuesday Alex and I went to see Iron Lung (enjoyed it!) and later watched more dog show stuff; Wednesday watched more dog show stuff and some video game videos; Thursday was more game videos and later some of the Olympic snowboard qualifiers; Friday watched a paranormal video, a review, and some game videos; Saturday had news in the background.
  • Video Games - 0/7
  • Social Interaction - 5/7

Total words written: 8105, all non-fiction; some about the stresses of paperwork, some about my friend's passing, some on book reviews

Unused image for Saturn Awards post

Feb. 9th, 2026 09:51 am
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I was thinking of using this as part of the preview image for 'Fantastic Four: First Steps' vs. 'Superman' for Best Cinematic Adaptation Film at the Saturn Awards. I probably should have.

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I was planning on writing a post about this video. Instead, I wrote BBC News asks 'Why is Bad Bunny's Super Bowl show so controversial?'

no ceiling when i'm in my zone

Feb. 8th, 2026 02:58 pm
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The glorious Wordsmiths At Gorsemere continue to bring me joy. Today's episode was possibly the most sublime. One Mr Sheats arrived, and a cricket match ensued, with commentary by, in succession, Sheats, Wordsmith, and Cholerick.

As the episode drew to a close, Dorothy Wordsmith was heard to say, "Oh, dear, Mr Sheats has forgotten his stockings. I shall preserve them in this basil pot." And I was overtaken by relentless giggles.

Seriously. If you think you might enjoy listening to a radio comedy based upon the humble lives of several lakeland poets, let me hasten to assure you that you would, indeed, you would.

And now, I must paint.
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Finally, the perfect week to use this fantastic sticker. This is one Alex got for me. "It is what it is, and it's pretty terrible" indeed.

This week was pretty much solely dedicated to recovering. Or... it would have been, if I hadn't had to go to such lengths to get so much nonsense paperwork signed. Those frustrations pretty much overshadowed everything else, and made it harder to really do anything else, including things like sleep. It's been dealt with as much as possible at this point. I was annoyed at how far behind I felt on everything. As much as the stress kept me from sleeping well, I feel like I did sleep a lot. Healing seemed to be moving the right direction, and food all sat reasonably well. Pain stayed manageable. Started trying to walk more, as advised.

Goals for the week:

  • I did finally get the medical paperwork signed (thank you so much to the nurse I saw)
  • I did start reading We're Here, a queer-themed anthology
  • I started to work on my January reviews
  • I visited Taylor on Saturday
  • I finished the leave application
  • We went and got crickets

Tracked habits:

  • Work - 0/7
  • Household Maintenance - 7/7
  • Physical Activity - 3/7
  • Wrote 500/1000+ Words - 0/7 (the bit I colored in on the tracker was an oops)
  • Non-fiction Writing - 1/7 - over 500 words
  • Meta Work - 1/7
  • Personal Writing - 1/7
  • Other Creative Things - 1/7
  • Reading - 7/7 - I mostly read We're Here, and Taylor and I started Gideon the Ninth
  • Attention to Media - Sunday watched news and protest coverage; Monday more protest coverage and I watched music videos for a while; Tuesday more protests, then some video game reviews/essays; Wednesday, Thursday, Friday had random youtube in the background; Saturday I watched Sinners with my mom and Taylor, and later more news coverage.
  • Video Games - 0/7
  • Social Interaction - 5/7

Total words written: 517 on a review

Expand the House of Representatives!

Feb. 7th, 2026 01:28 pm
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Books read in January

Feb. 6th, 2026 07:49 pm
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Well, January wasn’t quite the heroic initial push to conquer the TBR list that I’d hoped… but I think I have a reasonably good excuse for that, ha. I had a vestigial organ try to murder me to death! I’d hoped that the time in the hospital, and the subsequent recovery would, at the least, provide me with extra time to read. Unfortunately, it was sort of the opposite. My attention span and brainpower were basically utterly fried. The first couple days in the hospital I couldn’t even attempt to read, though Alex brought me my book. While I did finish it eventually, I then still struggled to read more than a few pages at a time, even once I was home. Oh well. This at least seems to be improving, though now I feel behind and am trying to chill out on myself a bit, ha.

Ultimately, I finished four books for January:


(A very... evocative cover, ha.)
Manhunt by Gretchen Felker-Martin
Horror (subgenres: queer, post-apocalyptic, contagion/mutation/zombie, splatterpunk) (f/f, m/f) - ebook novel
3.5/5

Years ago, a virus swept across the world. It caused anyone with a large enough amount of testosterone in them to mutate, turning them into animalistic, violent creatures, driven to attack, rape, kill, and devour everything they can catch.
In this post-apocalyptic world, various settlements have found some sort of balance. Trans women Fran and Beth are “manhunters,” traveling around to kill rampaging “new men” and harvest their organs; one of the few ways they have to get the hormones they need in order to avoid succumbing to the plague themselves. On one of their trips, they also encounter Robbie, a trans man who has been living on his own for years.
More dangerous than the packs of feral men are the TERFs who have started to take over most of the region. They do not look kindly on the trans women who remain, wanting to wipe them out even more than the remaining new men. But one of the only “safe” refuges from the TERFs is a bunker under the control of a wealthy heiress, where everyone is forced to bow to her whims. Having fled there for safety, Fran, Beth, their long-time friend Indi, and Robbie quickly learn that the bunker may be just as dangerous as anything they were trying to escape. As the TERFs escalate their ideological war, there may be no safety left to find.


My thoughts (too many of them), some spoilers, content warnings:

I don’t always do content warnings for books, but this one definitely comes with a content warning. Warnings for blood, gore, moderately-graphic on-page rape, body horror, torture, and cannibalism. Warnings also for a lot of often extremely virulent transphobia: much of this is external, but there’s also a lot that’s internalized, or sometimes directed at trans characters by other queer and trans characters. There’s a lot of dysphoria. Fatphobia, also both external and internalized. Coerced sex work (though there is also uncoerced sex work.) Pregnancy, including experimentation done on pregnant people, and impregnation with monstrous fetuses that leads to violent death.

(With my ratings, I’m now trying to specifically weigh the aspects I liked/found great or good against the aspects I did not like/found to be bad or less good.)

Starting with the aspects I did find pretty great:
This is extremely queer, and I appreciate the amount of queer rage it contains, honestly. (And very specifically trans rage.)
The tension is so excellent. There’s an early scene where Beth has to restring her bow while the men they’re trying to escape are drawing closer, and it had me completely on-edge the entire time. (There are other examples throughout, but man, that early scene set up the tension extremely well.)
The characters are all extremely conflicted and imperfect. Sometimes this is infuriating! But I appreciated all of them.
The TERFs are so much worse than anything else. Even held up against murderous, ravenous, rampaging monsters, the TERFs and their brand of entitled cruelty is the worst thing on page.
The book portrays different types of exploitation really well… it feels weird to call that a thing I “like,” but I definitely did. Exploitation and manipulation happen in a ton of subtle and overt ways, just as it always does.
This book has a lot to say about palatability. What type of queer is palatable or desirable vs. what kind of queer is “gross” or “expendable.” This feels like it’s far too often at the forefront of real-life issues, and the sanitization of queer communities, and respectability politics, and on and on.
As miserable as a lot of the world itself is, and how often communities and individuals fail each other, there is an ultimately hopeful feeling of a queer community winning out, but in a way that to me did not feel trite or unearned or easy.

The stuff that I felt a bit more mixed or neutral about:
This is not an aesthetic or pretty apocalypse. It is pretty unrelentingly grim and miserable… which doesn’t bother me on the whole, but just how unrelenting the misery was got to be a bit much eventually.
The book is extremely body-focused, in a way that verges on sometimes feeling grotesque. But that also sort of made me assess my own feelings on some things, because… is it grotesque? Or is it just focusing on things that are “traditionally” not something considered “desirable”? (There’s a lot of focus on fat, on armpits, on bodies looking/smelling/feeling strange, on flaws being narrowed in on, on the “unattractive” features that a given narrator is focusing on.) I feel like it’s a bit of both.
Of course, it also makes sense that there’d be a focus from several of the characters on their own physical presence. Trans bodies (Fran, Beth, and Robbie are all trans) and fat bodies (Indi is a fat cis woman), are marked. Even in this hypothetical apocalypse, there are certainly understandable reasons that the characters we have would be very aware of their own bodies and the bodies of others.
There were some painfully familiar bits of queer infighting. The most obvious is probably when a character is thinking back to when the virus first struck… how the “you are safe here” completely queer-friendly housing collective, the people who wanted to portray themselves as the most accepting and loving and open-minded people possible… were willing to turn on those less-palatable members of their “community,” particularly the trans women who don’t pass sufficiently. (While, of course, weaponizing social-justice terms to justify it to themselves.) This feels #tooreal, but also…a bit too real. Like it was almost vindictively About Someone. (Though perhaps not! I’ve seen mentions of drama regarding the author, but I don’t know anything about it, and don’t care to look.)

The stuff I was less fond of:
Alas, splatterpunk remains Not My Genre.
I really don’t consider myself squeamish (and it’s not like it made me nauseous, or I had to put the book down, or anything like that), but some of the gore and torture got to be a bit much for me. Blood and guts and gore don’t particularly bother me, but cruelty, and particularly sexualized cruelty does. (The same issue I had with Maeve Fly last year, though I liked this book more.)
I do not know anyone who wants to fuck as much as basically every single character in this book does. (And it really was basically all of them.) I don’t think this is me being prudish, or being weird about what kind of characters these are or what kind of sex they’re having. I’m good with all of that! I just fundamentally Cannot Relate. Too ace to be interested in fucking so much, especially under the circumstances, ha. It didn’t bother me so much as just make me kind of eyeroll with an “again?!” a few times. (And like… yes, I do also read romance and erotica and things by choice, where the expectation is a whole lot of sex. But I know that’s what’s on the menu when I read those genres; this had more of a “come on, time and place!” feeling.)
There was a line near the end that left a sour taste for me. A character watches the TERFs in a final retreat, trying to save themselves over trying to help their so-called “sisters,” having turned to the worst and most extreme violence they could muster in order to root out their enemies—a queer, mostly trans group. The character watches them and thinks, “They’re just men.” And like… I get it. They are the worst of what they said they hated: all the traits they were proud to try and get rid of, the things they claimed were only the immutable purview of evil, culturally-poisoned and inescapably monstrous men, plus the “new men” that are functionally zombies, who truly do only have the instinct to enact violence… It’s pointing out that for all that, the TERFs embody the worst of everything they claimed to naturally be above, everything they were supposed to be excising from the world in pursuit of their cis female utopia. But particularly so late in the book, it rubbed me the wrong way to still have this statement that horrid amoral attitudes belong to men, and if women are displaying those attitudes then they simply are men, actually.

This was the final of the Tor Nightfire Humble Bundle books! Knowing that this isn’t really my subgenre of choice, I don’t know that I ever would have picked it up otherwise… though perhaps I would have, looking for queer horror. I have picked up another book by this author, which is sitting on the infinite TBR.



(I do like the subtle creepiness of one blood-spattered pillar.)
Through Gates of Garnet and Gold by Seanan McGuire
Book 11 of Wayward Children
Fantasy (subgenre: portal) - physical novella
4/5

In Eleanor West’s Home for Wayward Children, one of the rules is “no quests.” When former student Nancy returns through her Door, several of the current students break that rule yet again. When someone finds their Door, they’re supposed to get to go home, to the place that they truly belong. For Nancy, that was always the Halls of the Dead, where she could be a living decorative statue, dedicated to a peaceful and contemplative existence. Now that peace has been shattered: something has awoken and enraged the spirits of the dead in the underworld, causing them to attack the living, hunting and killing her fellow statues. Nancy risks her place behind her Door to come and seek help. Students Kade, Christopher, Sumi, and a newer girl, Talia, agree to help find out what is causing the attacks. As they investigate, they begin to discover uncomfortable truths about how much or how little the Lord and Lady of the Dead have been caring for their servants.


My thoughts, fairly brief, only vague spoilers:
It’s nice to be caught up on this series, finally! (Man, it’s been more than a decade since it started??) One of my goals from last year was to catch up on this series, and I’m glad that I succeeded.

This was a good entry. I was honestly delighted to get to see Nancy again, our very first protagonist from the series. This book also did a good job of, again, showing why her world was appealing to her. Being a living statue sounds horrible to me, but it succeeds in selling why it works so perfectly for Nancy.

There is a reveal midway through the book that I saw coming only as it was approaching the characters finding out, and it was great. Absolutely my ideal way to call something is calling it right before the confirmation.

I really liked Talia and her moths. I don’t know if we’ll have her with us for long. She might be here to fill the party out a bit (since we’ve had a few characters at this point find their Doors as the adventures continue, which whisks them off-page.) She also might be a future protagonist or one of the next to find her Door. (Which is her stated goal; she’s noticed that the people who keep going on the forbidden quests are the ones finding their ways home.)

It’s hard to call it a huge complaint, but sometimes I wish these weren’t novellas. Often it feels like I’m just really getting sunk into the world and the story, and then suddenly the story is over. “I want more” is a pretty mild complaint, but one that I definitely felt this time around.

The ending definitely gave me a bit of an “oh no! But oh yes!” feeling.



(I love the snake.)
Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo
Book 1 of the Alex Stern series
Fantasy (subgenres: dark, contemporary, dark academia, occult) - physical novel
5/5

Alex Stern was certainly not the type to end up in an Ivy League school. She’s a high school dropout and small-time drug dealer, traumatized too many times over to count. After a terrible event, something about her catches attention: she sees “Grays,” or ghosts, a unique and desirable (to some) ability. This grants her the offer of a full-ride scholarship to Yale, with the caveat that she take on a role within the powerful secret societies at the university. She must work for the “Ninth House,” House Lethe, a group dedicated to monitoring and policing the rituals of the other societies, to ensure they don’t go too far.
When her mentor disappears under questionable circumstances, Alex is left even more adrift than she already was. Then a town girl is murdered, and Alex suspects it has something to do with the other societies that Lethe is supposed to keep in check.


My thoughts, vague spoilers, a couple content warnings:

Finally! Something I was looking forward to that I enjoyed just as much as I thought I would!

Content warning: sexual assault, in some cases including substance use to override consent. Blood, violence, gore. Classism. I feel like those are the big ones that stood out to me, but that’s probably not an exhaustive list.

I guess this book (though I initially mostly heard praise) is now “divisive” but. Whatever. I loved it.

I really enjoyed the magic system in this. It’s built off of a bonkers array of different relics and rituals, with everything from extremely minor effects to world-altering ones. In some cases, this sort of system would bother me; I don’t usually like a system that feels too convenient, where every hurdle winds up with an “easy” magical solution. Despite the answer to “is there a spell/relic/magical answer to this problem?” almost always being yes, it didn’t ever feel like a convenience. The costs are often high, or the limitations are strong enough that it introduces new problems, and the wide array of those magical fixes also, I thought, enriched the world a bit. It really highlights the premise that these secret societies have a TON of history—much of it stolen and plundered, some of it gained through their own knowledge or effort—to draw on.

I know I’ve heard a lot of people say they didn’t like the “dark academia” aspects, that they hated the way the societies are portrayed… I did like it. I liked that it leans on the occult aspects as being key to their existence, and uses this to really heavily emphasize the corruption and privilege and nepotism that are inherent in this kind of society in reality. It also emphasizes the very real attitudes that so many wealthy and privileged people hold. Of course much of their magic is stolen in the form of looted artifacts and appropriated ritual; that’s an extension of the mentality that the upper class holds, where anything they want can and should be theirs! Of course “but it’s a funding year” is used as an excuse not to hold someone accountable; that happens all the time! So, so much of what these societies do is… petty. They kidnap a hospital patient to vivisect him and read his entrails… so they can predict the stock market. They utilize a magical drug that compels unwavering submission as a date rape drug. And yep, I fully believe that’s exactly how a wealthy, privileged frat boy would behave if he had access to these things.

I’ve also heard that this portrays the setting really well. It certainly conveyed to me a very strong sense of place, though I have no personal experience with New England. But I’m told by someone who does have firsthand knowledge that it was a very good portrayal. I loved that!

The book weaves back and forth between two timelines: one when Alex first arrives at Yale, and is learning what her role will be from her mentor Darlington; the other when Alex is on her own after Darlington’s disappearance. I thought that the two timelines, while not being very far apart chronologically from each other, contrasted really well. Both involve Alex feeling somewhat lost, but in different ways, and her mentality is different enough in each of them that I never had a hard time tracing which of the two timelines we were in. I thought it also did an excellent job of doling out information: we slowly find out more about the incident that led to Alex being noticed, we slowly find out more about Darlington’s disappearance. Alex gets to serve as a bit of an unreliable narrator, but it never came across to me as her obscuring that information in an unnatural or contrived way.

There are three fairly rapid-fire… I won’t say twists so much as reveals toward the end. One I’d expected. One I didn’t see coming at all, but it did a lovely job of reminding me of the various subtle hints that had been dropped earlier, so it did not feel like an ass-pull. The third I had been hoping for, but was afraid it was a vain hope, and it leads us toward what I expect the second book will deal with, and I’m excited to read it as well.

A lot of what I liked really comes down to feeling like aspects were pulled off well. Several of these things (the availability of magic, the dual timelines, the rate at which we find out information the protagonist does have but does not share freely, the way a twist is handled, etc.) could have felt weak or like a contrivance to me, but in my opinion they were done skillfully enough that I enjoyed them instead.


(Delightfully creepy, and of something specific from the book.)
What Feasts at Night by T. Kingfisher
Book 2 of the Sworn Soldier series
Horror (subgenres: monster/supernatural) - physical novella
4/5

Alex Easton and kan* retainer, Angus, are taking a vacation, heading to the hunting cottage that’s been in the Easton family for generations. Alex isn’t thrilled with the plan—ka would honestly prefer to stay in Paris—but the cottage provides an opportunity for Angus to invite Miss Potter, the mycologist they met when visiting the Ushers, to visit as well.
When they arrive, they discover that the man who kept up the lodge has passed away after a severe illness. Rumors and superstitions fill the nearby town: that these illnesses are caused by a moroi, a supernaturally monstrous woman who comes in dreams and steals people’s breath.
Alex and Angus hire an older, widowed woman and her grandson to help around the lodge, the only people from town enough in need of the money to ignore the superstitions. Then the grandson gets sick with the same symptoms that apparently killed the previous caretaker. Alex doesn’t put any stock in the stories of the moroi… but when nothing seems to help the young man’s illness, and ka starts having strange dreams of kan own, it starts to seem like there’s something strange happening after all.

*Alex’s native language has multiple sets of pronouns, including “ka/kan,” a set of pronouns used only for soldiers, which supersede any other pronouns that a person may have used before.


My thoughts:

While I didn’t love this book quite as much as I did What Moves the Dead, I did still really enjoy it!

Best aspects:
I still really enjoy the recurring characters. Alex is enjoyable and different enough from the “usual” protagonists that I’m used to reading that I find it really enjoyable to spend time with ka. (Even as kan skepticism frustrated me a little bit, although ka still does a decent job of pointing out that in hindsight it might frustrate ka a bit, too.)
I was happy that Miss Potter came back! I like her and her mix of proper English lady and resentment over not being taken seriously in her field. I’m happy she got to find some interesting mushrooms.
I really liked Alex’s descriptions of the past as a place that is still in some sense real and happening… it’s a thing that really made sense and connected for me. This connects to the way Alex experiences PTSD, which also feels relatable to me. It’s not something that I feel is dwelled on, but it is an aspect of the character that comes up.
The descriptions of Alex’s dream, and how unutterably hellish it seemed also really worked for (and horrified) me. It’s possible that this was in part because I was reading this part while I was in the hospital post-emergency surgery, and had a really awful night that seemed never-ending before I read that part, ha.
The moroi was very creepy. I also liked all the weird little superstitious tricks that the Widow was trying to utilize.

The stuff that felt like a slight drawback:
One of my favorite parts of the previous book was how there were little details that served multiple purposes. Something would serve as a subtle current detail (Alex is feeding an apple to kan horse), while also laying groundwork for something else in a way that didn’t feel obvious (this establishes the presence of the apple orchards that later become relevant.) In this case, there was a similar detail, but it felt more heavy-handed, and indeed I was correct that it was specific foreshadowing. This wasn’t terrible, because ’foreshadowing is a literary device…’ but it didn’t have quite the subtlety that I’d admired the first time around.
I didn’t find the plot quite as gripping as the previous one, but honestly that’s a pretty minor complaint. It was interesting and engaging enough that I always wanted to read more and find out what was happening, but I just didn’t feel quite as attached to this book’s new characters as I did the ones in the previous book. Bors (the grandson) is sweet and I wanted things to go well for him, but I never felt hugely connected to the Widow or the priest.




This is a bit belated into February, so I’ve already finished two more books for this month:
- We’re Here: The Best Queer Speculative Fiction 2023, a short story anthology edited by Darcie Little Badger
- The Sun Dog by Stephen King, Alex’s and my most recent read

I am currently reading four books:
- Our Bloody Pearl by D.N. Bryn, my ebook side-read
- Hell Bent by Leigh Bardugo, my main read
- Gideon the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir, co-reading with Taylor
- The Illuminated Dead by Caitlin Starling, co-reading with Alex

After this, my plan remains the same for my main TBR:
- What Stalks the Deep (Christmas gift; sequel to What Feasts at Night)
- Point of Dreams (Pride storybundle ebook)
- The Hobbit (Tolkien!)
- The Map and the Territory (Pride storybundle ebook)
- The Fellowship of the Ring (Tolkien!)
- These Fragile Graces, This Fugitive Heart (Pride storybundle ebook)
- The Two Towers (Tolkien!)
- Be the Sea (Pride storybundle ebook)
- Return of the King (Tolkien!)

I am a bit sad that this seems likely to take longer than I’d hoped… My most ambitious plan was to have the above completed by the end of March, but I think that’ll be a struggle. More realistically, this seems likely to be the plan into April or even May. I’ll try to find some more reading time and brainpower out to get through more than I have been.

(My favorite place to read is when I’m taking a bath… and I can’t take a bath for another month+ until my incisions are fully healed, sobcry.)

I’ve also had, ahem, a “compelling argument” made to me that perhaps I should just give in to the shoulder devil telling me to bump Heated Rivalry up the list. I haven’t seen the show or read the book, but it’s certainly the in thing right now! I’m never into fandoms when they’re happening! And I do own the first three books as ebooks…

I’ve had Heated Rivalry on my “official” TBR list, where it’s sitting at #212… but I could choose to put it on the “ebook side-read” list instead, in which case I just have to finish that current book instead of… two hundred or so, haha. And I always reserve the right to “promote” the ebook side-read to primary read status if I’m super into it… So that one may be jumping the line, haha.

(I did also give myself the handful of “free spots” on my TBR as “rewards” for when I finish a reading goal, but I won’t hit one of those until I finish LotR, which would still be a few months out.)

The most full and complete TBR list that I have (including all main reads, ebooks, short story anthologies, ebook humble bundles, etc.) is up to 601 books, which is frankly ridiculous.

Why Los Angeles?

Feb. 6th, 2026 02:22 pm
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A brain, because that was the only organ sticker I had. But that was probably the bit of least concern while I was in the hospital.

This was a terrible week!

Goals for the week:

  • Nothing! I was in the hospital Sunday - Thursday!
  • I guess I did technically try to get all my leave stuff sorted out, though I did not succeed
  • I guess I could also put "manage to get discharged and go the fuck home" on the list, haha

Tracked habits:

  • Work - .5/7 - I worked a half day on Sunday before I went to the ER
  • Household Maintenance - 4/7
  • Physical Activity - 0/7
  • Wrote 500/1000+ Words - 0/7
  • Non-fiction Writing - 1/7 - over 1000 words
  • Meta Work - 0/7
  • Personal Writing - 4/7, though three of those were very short phone updates from the hospital
  • Other Creative Things - 0/7
  • Reading - 1/7 - I finished reading What Feasts at Night
  • Attention to Media - 6/7 - Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday I watched various nonsense that I couldn't focus on while in the hospital; Friday had some stuff in the background on youtube but still didn't focus on anything; Saturday we watched a lot of news coverage after Alex Pretti was murdered.
  • Video Games - 0/7
  • Social Interaction - 5/7

Total words written: 3367 words written about my time in the hospital

giving me excitations

Feb. 5th, 2026 11:58 pm
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Lovely rehearsal this evening, with lots of singing, though we did spend a little while working on the new song. When we sang Good Vibrations, we danced!

I didn't go to rehearsal last week because on Wednesday I had to leave my lentil soup and chips rather hurriedly in order to do some highly dramatic vomiting. My ribs hurt all the next day, so I didn't want to sing. Neither my homemade lentil soup nor chips has ever had that effect on me before, and I didn't care for it.

*

Yesterday, funeral for one of my chorus members. The chapel was gratifyingly full. I had to stand, not because I was too late for a seat but because a fellow chorus-member was standing next to me and I knew she has back problems. Managed to sing two of the hymns more or less convincingly, but the third I did not know at all. It has been a very long time since I was in church for anything other than tourism or a funeral.

*

I have been listening to The Wordsmiths of Gorsemere, the fabulous BBC Radio 4 production featuring Simon Callow as Colerick (or possibly Cholerick) and Miriam Margolees as Stinking Iris. It is very funny indeed. Dorothy Wordsmith is so devoted to William, and his fiancée/wife Mary never gets to finish a phrase. Several literary associates have dropped in to Vole Cottage with varying degrees of success, but Quinine is currently resident there.

It's old but I have been wanting to listen to it for years, and Beast got it for me for Christmas.

Unused video for EGOT post

Feb. 5th, 2026 09:05 am
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I didn't see this before I made the preview image for 'Music by John Williams' wins GRAMMY for Best Music Film, earning Steven Spielberg an EGOT. I decided I didn't need the information.

RIP Mark. I'm going to miss you.

Feb. 4th, 2026 08:23 pm
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I woke up around 4:00 this morning and couldn't get back to sleep, so went for a social media scroll. I got some absolutely tragic and painful news.

A friend of mine, Mark, died yesterday. I'm still struggling to wrap my head around it.

Alex and I met Mark back in, I think, 2011 (possibly 2010). His band Synapse was opening for Faderhead. We really liked them as the openers, and then ended up chatting with him and the other members of the band for a while after the show.

After that, we made it a point to try and see Synapse as often as we could. One time we even drove all the way up to Steamboat Springs and back to be moral support for a night, because they were booked for a show in a venue that didn't seem like the right type of place, ha.


Here's Alex, Mark, and me. We were wearing our Synapse shirts.

We also hung out frequently at the various goth nights, back in our clubbing days. Eventually we hung out at his house a few times, sometimes as part of a larger party, sometimes just us.

A few years later Synapse broke up, and Mark started up a new project: Voicecoil. We've been to a lot of Voicecoil shows. He also had a side project, Gravity Corps, though we never saw him perform as that project. (I know that he had a previous project as well, Machinegun Symphony, though that project was over by the time we met.)

We were excited to see him as part of an upcoming festival in May, and he seemed excited, too. I'm beyond gutted that it simply... won't happen. We're not going to see him. As many, many times as we went out to see him perform, and as many times as we hung out outside of that... I wish we got to do it again.

Mark was always kind to us, and to so many others on the scene. He was well-known and popular, but he always made us feel like he wanted to spend time with us. He always asked about how we were doing, remembered the things we specifically cared about. Even on show nights, when he was often in high demand, he made time to sit and chat with us, often for long stretches of time. Even at his album release party in 2022, he spent nearly an hour with us. The last time we saw him in person was last May, when he opened for Beborn Beton. It was a great show, and catching up with him beforehand was one of the best parts of the night.


Alex, Mark, and me again. This was either a late Synapse show or an early Voicecoil one.

Today, his Facebook is full of other people saying the same things that I remember most. That he always made so much time to talk to and spend time with so many people, to make sure they were doing all right, taking a genuine interest in them. He mentored our friend Jake in his music. He was always, always so encouraging to other artists.

He had a rough several years. Recently, I know he felt very betrayed by someone... He refused to name names, but someone he'd thought was a friend that he trusted turned out to be saying some extremely cruel and awful things to and about him. Mark was almost completely blind (could see things from one eye within about an inch of his face, and otherwise just faint light and dark, as I understand it.) Apparently this person was being absolutely awful about his disability, and it very clearly bothered him in a way that he was rarely willing to express.

His very long-term partner and he broke up a couple years ago.

Most significantly, a few years ago he lost a different partner to a sudden accidental death. He absolutely never got over that loss. Her birthday would have been on Monday, which was the last thing he posted about, and I think that may be what led to him leaving us.

I'm heartbroken, and still struggling to feel adjusted to him not being here anymore.
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