Happy list - Prompts list 2

Apr. 23rd, 2026 01:30 am
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Challenge 2
Day 1: LIST 10 THINKS THAT MAKES YOU REALLY HAPPY

1. Cooking

I started cooking when I was 7. Probably even earlier. The first thing I learned to make was rice. In the photo, Mama Anita and I are making rice for a party, one of my aunt’s weddings, I believe.

So of course, my specialty was always Mexican food. But when I turned 35, I went to India for the second time and completely fell in love with Indian cuisine. Now, these are my two culinary passions.

Cooking Mexican food is like making love; cooking Indian food is like making magic.



2. Max

I adopted him when he was a month old, and ever since then he’s loved curling up in my hair near my neck. He also likes sitting on my shoulders. I have 7 cats and I love them all, but Max will always be the one who makes me happiest.








4. Reading

You can here a small part of my story with books  πŸ‘‰Here
Currently reading and re reading:



5. India

I didn’t know it was possible to love a place this much. It’s hard to put into words, but being there, on the terrace of any rented house, breathing in the smells of food, seeing the colors in the streets, the kites in the sky… I can still recreate every sensation if I close my eyes. And I can’t describe it any other way, it’s the feeling of being happy because you belong to a place.

6. Drawing Mandalas and replaying the time lapse process after
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7. The first coffee in the morning






8. Having my own place

I have a small apartment in a neighborhood on the outskirts of the city. It’s nothing fancy. More of a working class area, as people would say. Even though I have the means, it’s not very decorated or finished with expensive details because I don’t have the time. It’s not always perfectly tidy either. I can be messy due to my mental health, but having it makes me happy.

Just arriving, opening my door, and knowing it’s my place...that feeling is everything. I dreamed since I was a child of having a place of my own, filling it with books, and I did it as an adult. That feels good. And even just planning to remodel it, even if I don’t have time yet, makes me happy too.

(I dont have picture for this one because of the messy issue XD)


9. Seeing my smile in the mirror.

I’m in the final stage of my dental rehabilitation after years of covering my mouth with my hand when I smiled, feeling insecure, and going through a lot of pain when eating. I had perfect teeth in my 30s after wearing braces, but again, my mental health ruined my smile,literally, until it got to a point where I couldn’t stand or hide the pain anymore, and I decided to start the process.

It will be finished in about a month, but even now I can smile with confidence, and it makes me happy how I look and how I feel :)

(I don’t have a photo for this yet because I still don’t know how to smile for pictures haha)


10. Visiting mom and dad

They always make me happy. Since forever.






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It was more difficult than I thought...

If you wish to do this prompts too, the lists are in my profile :)

Search maintenance

Apr. 22nd, 2026 09:19 am
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Happy Wednesday!

I'm taking search offline sometime today to upgrade the server to a new instance type. It should be down for a day or so -- sorry for the inconvenience. If you're curious, the existing search machine is over 10 years old and was starting to accumulate a decade of cruft...!

Also, apparently these older machines cost more than twice what the newer ones cost, on top of being slower. Trying to save a bit of maintenance and cost, and hopefully a Wednesday is okay!

Edited: The other cool thing is that this also means that the search index will be effectively realtime afterwards... no more waiting a few minutes for the indexer to catch new content.

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Name: Simone

Age:

Closer to 40 than 30.

I mostly post about:

I've only just started this journal, though I've used Dreamwidth sporadically before. I plan to mainly write about my writing progress, my writing projects, thoughts on writing, authors/poets I'm reading (English) and similar.

My hobbies are:

Poetry, roleplaying, writing, ballet, art, icon making (sporadically and mostly RP-related) and scrapbooking/collage-making.

My fandoms are:

I'm not active in any fandoms rn, though in the past I've been active in the Takarazuka Revue fandom and the Danish ballet fandom. I am, however, running the poetry prompt challenge community, [community profile] 25poemsamonth, if that counts as a fandom.

I'm looking to meet people who:

Like to write, will share their writing with me, their writing progress, ups-downs, writing journal, research, thoughts. Just writing, ok.

My posting schedule tends to be:

Honestly, probably sporadic, but as I'm beginning to work on an English-language verse novel soon, I hope to be a little more active than just once a month.

When I add people, my dealbreakers are:

No gen AI. No queerphobia, transphobia, racism, etc.

Before adding me, you should know:

Can't really think of anything. I live in Denmark, so might post at weird times compared to the many American folks here.

New AddMe for Spring 2026!

Apr. 21st, 2026 11:28 am
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Name: Soda (she/her)

 

Age: Late 20s

I mostly post about: Artwork, writing, character design and development, whatever shows and/or games I'm currently invested in, the various happenings in my life, any thoughts, feelings, and other ramblings that come to mind

My hobbies are: Illustration, writing, gaming, streaming, collecting comics, merchandise, plushies (I have too many), and stationary

My fandoms are: Main is Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2003, IDW, and Splintered Fate), casual enjoyer of Pokemon and Sonic the Hedgehog; I also enjoy a number of various anime, cartoons, comics/manga, and video games that I may mention from time to time.

I'm looking to meet people who: While no specific person comes to mind, as long you're kind and considerate, I'm happy to chat even if our interests don't line up.

My posting schedule tends to be: A bit sporadic, but I usually manage to get one or two posts in a week

When I add people, my dealbreakers are: I prefer to interact with users who are at least 20 or older and will avoid interacting with minors. Not tolerant of bigotry in any form (racism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, etc.) I do, unfortunately, have quite a few major squicks on the fannish front, so if you're posting things like adult/minor pairings and/or incest, I'm going to politely keep my distance.

Before adding me, you should know: I prefer to keep my journal SFW out of personal preference. Neurodivergent (autistic), highly anxious to the point I sometimes delete posts for whatever reason, although I'm trying to be braver about posting my opinions even if they lean more towards the negative and come off as a bit whiny/complainy.

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 Sometimes, USB-C cables and connectors being slippery, I will think I have plugged them in, and then when I wake up, I see that I haven't, and it is sitting at 12% battery life or something!

Anyway, sometimes the same thing happens to my mind and emotions. I think I will wake up feeling charged, rested, happy, and ready to take on the day...but instead, I wake up feeling just so tired, and like nothing I could do is a source of energy and happiness. Which is odd, because quite often, I can feel happy and engaged over almost anything. But other days...nope, nothing, life just seems like a series of uphill struggles without reward. And I try to start jiggling the little USB cable in my heart, basically telling myself: "Just get into place and I will give you a pizza later! We can read a comic book and eat pizza!" but for some reason, the little USB cable doesn't get into place, and I can feel my energy being empty---often literally. Like, a big empty styrofoam feeling in my chest. 

So, right now, time to go and eat a little minipizza anyway. 

Hi!!

Apr. 20th, 2026 08:43 pm
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I made this account in 2022 but abandoned it for a while. I feel very new to this! It took me five minutes just to work out how to join and post here πŸ™ƒ


Name: June, they/them

Age: 30s!

I mostly post about: My knitting and other craft pursuits, my health (it’s kind of bad, guys) in terms of life updates usually, and my solo rpg games, so far. If I talk about food I’ll make it filterable when I work out… how.

I hope I’ll expand as I get a wider social circle. It’s weird to blog at myself.

My hobbies are: Knitting, writing, solo RPG games, cross-stitch, birdwatching (sort of, I most sit by a window while chilling and watch the birds fight over the bird feeder) paper flowers. I’m currently largely housebound, my hobbies are Indoors Things at the moment. When I AM outside in The Beast (my powerchair) I’ll probably spam pictures of the sky and urban pigeons.

My fandoms are: Star Trek (though I’m SO behind on everything new. I watched half of discovery and nothing else since), Dragon Age, Mass Effect. Flight Rising! Terry Pratchett, The Foreigner Series. I don’t spend a huge amount of time posting about those, these days, though.

I’m looking to meet people who are: Kind, open-minded.

When I add people, my dealbreakers are: Racism, LGBTQ+phobia, Islamophobia, ableism, fatphobia—you get the gist, I hope. If you consider yourself to be ‘a Conservative’ we will probably not get along, let’s save ourselves the bother.

No under 18s, please!

Hello, it's me.

Apr. 20th, 2026 02:52 pm
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Name: Eddie

Age: 35

I mostly post about: My life, my cat, Fred Hechinger, Joseph Quinn and different movies/TV. I also write fic/poetry.

My hobbies are: writing, drawing, witchcraft/magick, listening to music, watching TV, and watching movies. Travel, if I had that money.

My fandoms are: Fred Hechinger, Joseph Quinn, Stranger Things, and whatever things are on the back burner. I'm very multifandom.

I'm looking to meet people who: are super cool and chill. Somebody who I can talk to and laugh with, and exchange journal comments with.

My posting schedule tends to be: daily/weekly/monthly/sporadic/etc

When I add people, my dealbreakers are: Close-mindedness. Rudeness.

Before adding me, you should know: I ship "problematic" things. I'm of a time where it was 'ship and let ship' and all was for fun. If you've got an issue with it, please don't add me.

No minors, please. I'm in my thirties, and I post about adult things.

queer book club!

Apr. 20th, 2026 07:24 pm
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hello!

just wanted to promote my new DW comm [community profile] queerbookclub

the community is a no pressure book club dedicated to fiction books of all genres that are queer in some way! each month we take suggestions on what the next month's book should be and we vote on it. if you're not interested in the book for the month, that's perfectly fine! you are free to come and go as you please. :)

we plan to start in may and currently book nominations for may are open until april 26th.

hope to see you there!

Recent Reading: The Salt Grows Heavy

Apr. 18th, 2026 09:42 pm
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Today while waiting for my car’s brake pads to be replaced, I finish The Salt Grows Heavy by Cassandra Khaw. This is a short (fewer than 100 pages) fairy tale-inspired horror story about a mermaid and a plague doctor who get wrapped up in the sick games of a village they pass through.

I liked the idea of this story a lot more than the execution. Have you ever had the sense a book really wanted to say something profound about human nature? This book felt like that constantly. It also felt like the author desperately wanted the reader to be impressed with her large and esoteric vocabulary. Things were phrased and rephrased in ways that felt keenly like they were only there so the author could use a specific word. Which, fair, we’ve all done it, but the scaffolding showed so plainly here it felt very clumsy. I’m not usually one to fuss too much about purple prose, but the language here often felt decorative enough that meaning was obscured rather than clarified.

I like the vibes in this book, and the two main characters were engaging (although I felt like the half-mermaid children were a pretty glaring dropped thread) and the plot interesting, and some of the writing was beautiful, but more often it was distracting. I never sank into the book, which was too bad, because there were some cool moments.

Can’t say I’m inclined to look into more of Khaw’s writing, because I think her style is just not for me. I don’t think I wasted my time with this book, but I don’t need to see more from her.


Artistic Experiences

Apr. 18th, 2026 07:08 pm
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Since my return from China and, as a decidedly non-artistic introduction, a version of my post on visiting the Wuxi supercomputing centre has been published on the Wuxi city website. However, aside from that, my non-work, non-academic time has been almost entirely focused on artistic experiences this week, including one movie, two comedy shows, and three gallery visits. The movie was with Nitul to see "Project Hail Mary", a high-stakes alien-contact film with drama, feel-good vibes, and probably a lot of explanatory lore behind the scenes. It was quite good, but rather overrated. The following evening I spent with Robbie K., and we took the opportunity to go to Hamer Hall to see Daniel Sloss perform his latest show, "Bitter"; and he has good reasons for that sentiment. He certainly delivers insightful content with natural talent, creativity, and sincerity, and that's what makes him a great artist.

Nitul and I caught up again the following night for the opening night of German artist Julius von Bismarck presenting his multimedia and installation pieces with a climatological edge, "This is Not The Storm" partly sponsored by the Goethe-Institut. The place was packed to the rafters, but I did get to talk with my old uni friend and author, Claire Coleman, whom I hadn't seen in twenty years. Today I decided to go back to the exhibition, hoping for a quieter visit, only to discover the artist was giving an explanatory tour of their works. This time, I managed to get a pretty thorough conversation in about climatological issues, Antarctica, and Zurich, and, curiously, I foresee future collaborations.

Further, B is visiting from interstate and last night we went to the comedy festival show, "Nosferatu Looking For Love" at the Motley Wherehouse (reminds me of a place in Sydney I used to frequent), also meeting up with Erica, Chiara, and Susie. The show was delightfully corny, as expected, and there was plentiful engagement with the small audience. I honestly don't care for much comedy, but the two scales of events this week, Rhiannon McCall and Daniel Sloss, were both very enjoyable experiences. Today we caught up again, this time to visit the basement beneath the State Library and to see the current exhibit, Rebel Heart; the latter is certainly worthwhile.

It has all been quite an exciting week, and it furthers my considered assessment that artistry, screening out the lack of context, depends very much on the creativity, talent, and sincerity of the artist, with the latter, the ethical component, often quite overlooked. I would rather discuss this matter a lot more, but alas, I will have to leave that for another day. As others prepare themselves for the rest of the weekend, I have to cloister myself to catch up with various climatological research, which I have fallen behind a little. But that will certainly make the bulk of the next post.

Recent Reading: The Unworthy

Apr. 17th, 2026 08:30 pm
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Wednesday night I plowed through most of The Unworthy by Augustina Baztericca, translated from Spanish by Sarah Moses. This is a horror novel about a woman living in an isolated cult after climate change has ravaged most of the planet.

This was one of those books that had me going “okay just one more section and I’ll put it down” and then it was five sections later and I was still there. It just hooked me. I wanted to know more about the cult, I wanted to know more about the narrator’s past, I was so eager to see what was going to come next.

This book goes heavy on gore, mutilation, and cult abuse, so if those are not for you, you may want to give this one a pass. I found it fascinating; the world of the narrator is so grim and tightly controlled, but it’s all that’s left (as far as they know). The book also leans hard on things unspoken: things the narrator knows are so taboo she crosses them out of her own (secret) writings (such as when she wonders if maybe the earth has begun to heal); things she has forcefully blocked from her memory because they hurt so much to think of; the deep current of attraction she feels towards various other women in the cult which is easier to express through violence than sexuality.

In the claustrophobic world of the cult, it becomes so easy for the leadership to pit the women against each other, and they have grown shockingly cruel and violent towards one another in their quest for dominance (each of the “unworthy” dreams of ascending to the holier status of a “Chosen” or “Enlightened”). With virtually no control over their day-to-day, they fantasize about opportunities to punish each other, their only ability to enact their will on the world.

The hints from the beginning that the narrator questions her role in the cult create a delicious tension in the work. Her mere act of writing her experiences down is a violation of cult rules and she frequently keeps her journal pages bound to her chest under her clothes so no one will find them.

The translation was excellent, the writing flows well and Moses captures the descriptions and the narrator’s backtracking on her wording without anything becoming awkward.

The book isn’t long, but I was riveted, and I would like to read more of Baztericca’s work in the future. This was also the second Argentinian horror novel that surprised me with queerness, so another win for Argentinian horror.


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 I made a post in this community at the beginning of 2025, and now, we are getting close to the middle of 2026, so maybe I should post again. 

I don't see a specific reason to use the template, as this will be quick...

46, Male, United States, I post once or twice a week on average. I don't have any contentious beliefs or opinions, and my journal is mostly personal notes, with a few thoughts maybe about the world and culture. I am not heavily into any of the "fandoms", but might make a comment or two on related things. 

I don't really have any specific "types" I am looking to follow on here, although journals that are too contentious and difficult might not be what I am looking for. Adult content is okay, as long as it is not totally pornographic, and also behind a cut. I am looking to build up a community in general. 

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I am not one of those people who has always "hated small talk", and I actually actively enjoy public speaking. For a lot of my life, when I was going and travelling different places, it was fun to find a stranger and see if we had common ground. Especially in my late teens and early 20s, when I thought it was fun to ride Greyhound buses across the country, I liked meeting eccentric characters and finding out their entire life story.

Now, meeting new people and talking to them feels like a chore. Most people's anecdotes and opinions feel stale and irrelevant. A big part of this, obviously, has to do with social and political changes in the US---there are so few neutral topics I can talk about before I start hearing something that is either stupid or objectionable. We used to be able to talk about the weather, at least, but I am never sure when I am going to start someone off on talking about HAARP. And then I smile and nod. Wonder what to say. A lot of times, it just doesn't feel worth it to me. I would rather put in my headphones (even though it causes ear problems) and tune out the outside world. 

(This also relates to my post about being "neuroskeptical", because my dislike of socializing is a recent thing, and caused by specific events in my life. It is a bit of a spiritual crisis, really, and not something easily categorized.)

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Fandom 50 #10

When I was putting together this list of Canadian songs I love from the last fifty years, some years had a clear favourite jump out at me while others had too many bangers to choose between. (Seriously, 1993 turned out to be the keystone year whose ultimate selection affected everything from 1987 to 2001.) But 1986 was the first stumper.

I don't think it's the case that 1986 was a mid year for Canadian music. It's more likely that it's just the first year I was properly conscious of music, with the releases getting replayed throughout my early childhood until they became background noise. These are third-favourite albums from artists whose later eras hit stronger for me, songs I slept through during my first concert as a toddler, and snippets from radio bumpers that earworm me to this day.

So, without a stronger personal preference, the clear choice was the Canadian song of 1986. The one that everyone loved and then became so inescapable that everyone hated it, and which is probably on schedule for a revival soon if it gets used in the right commercial or CBC show. However you feel about it, it's hard to find something more Canadian than this.

Patio Lanterns by Kim Mitchell

The Friday Five for 17 April 2026

Apr. 16th, 2026 05:46 pm
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These questions were written by [livejournal.com profile] ideealisme.

1. What did you do on Monday?

2. What did you do on Tuesday?

3. What did you do on Wednesday?

4. What did you do on Thursday?

5. What are you going to do today?

Copy and paste to your own journal, then reply to this post with a link to your answers. If your journal is private or friends-only, you can post your full answers in the comments below.

If you'd like to suggest questions for a future Friday Five, then do so on DreamWidth or LiveJournal. Old sets that were used have been deleted, so we encourage you to suggest some more!

News on a lot of Fronts!

Apr. 15th, 2026 11:33 am
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 First, I feel that I'll be accused of burying the lead (alternately lede, if you are old school)  if I don't start with this: I got the library job out in Anoka County!!

This is exciting!

And also a hassle!

As I may have mentioned in my previous post about this, there were two jobs available to the candidates. I was sincere when I told the interviewers that I did not care which one I got, if I got one. It is, of course, easiest to say that when actually landing the job seems like a distant prospect. The job I ended up with has, what is quite obviously, the more terrible schedule of the two options. Library work always requires evening and weekend work, but I will be working both Saturdays and Sundays every other week. This is particularly rough for me, as someone who often hopes to attend SFF conventions on the weekends. I am unclear how friendly this workplace will be to me announcing that I can not work some assigned shifts? I won't have to test this until July, when Convergence is going to slam headlong into a "week 2" of my schedule, aka my weekend hours. (I am also GoH, as mentioned many times now, at Quantum Con, but as CHANCE WOULD HAVE IT, that weekend falls on my "week 1" week and thus is not a week I am expected to work weekends.) 

So, it's going to be interesting to work all that out. For the moment, I am excited to be taking on some extra work, especially since the nice thing about this particular schedule is that I will only be expected to work two four hour shifts, every work week. The way everything actually works out, given that week 1 begins on a Tuesday for me, there will, in fact be weeks where I will have worked the previous weekend and then also have to work into the evenings of both Tuesday and Thursday. But then I'll get this weidly long gap before I have to do it again.

I can see why this position was open? I can only imagine people want out of it ASAP. 

Given that we are a one car family, this is also just... a lot of logistics for us. We have solutions to all of that in the works already, however.

Second, since a lot of you got very invested in my phone problems yesterday, I am happy to report that I am already in possession of a brandnew phone. I have not yet moved everything over to it, but that will probably happen tonight. (I may need my wife at home to hold my hand, as Tracfone can be notoriously annoying when activating and switching to a new phone. At least my previous/current phone is still in my possession and I can access it. The worst is when you've lost or totally bricked your previous phone.) In the meantime, the gods have chosen to laugh at me. Yesterday, after spending the day (and notably my patrol) with my phone OUT LOUD sans earphones,* I dropped it. I didn't think anything of it until, without thinking, I went to turn it on with my headphone jack and VIOLA. It suddenly decided to work again. This was, of course, about two second after Shawn had hit the "buy it" button at Best Buy. 

Ah well.

Otherwise, today is Wednesday and I have managed to read almost nothing the entire week. I have a zillion books out from the Ramsey County Library right now. They're even manga, something that I am known to consume at ligthning speeds. For whatever reason, I have just not picked them up. I'm going to renew them one more time, but, obviously, if I can't get through them after that, I'll just have to give up. The same has been happening with my audiobooks. I did start to listen to Volatile Memory by Seth Haddon, but I just couldn't get into it. What I have on audio right now is:

Sunbirth by An Yu
Audition by Katie Kitamura
The King Must Die by Kemi Ashing-Giwa

If anyone has a recommendation of which I should try next, please let me know!

I just hopped over to Instagram and it looks like my mutual aid folks are up and in operation today. I still need to have a little bit of something to eat for lunch, but I might wander over there in a bit and give them some of my time. Also, I am curious AF if Colin actually got enough money to fully fund "distro" or if we're going to be sending out sad little bags of beans and a couple of apples or what. Curiosity and drama. It's what my end of this resistance runs on. 

If people want, I can also give you an anti-ICE resistance update at some point. The short of it is that last Friday I was on a live call while on foot patrol near a local mosque and listened to a commuter attempt to stop an abduction here in St. Paul. According to what I heard on school bus patrol yesterday, there was also another person stolen from their family and their home extra-legally the day before (Monday, also in Saint Paul). The bastards are still doing their grab and go of human beings, many of whom are attempting to follow the legal process of immigration. (And even if they aren't? Masked men randomly hauling a person away isn't how this is supposed to happen.) We, the Resistance, are generally low on commuters and patrolers "post surge," so that isn't helping matters. If we don't get recordings of these events, ICE can lie about them more easily and/or act like they never happened. Luckily, I know for a fact that during the Friday's kidnapping, our commuter was able to get the name of the person ICE abducted. Thanks to being there and his quick thinking, that meant we could follow-up. While I listened, I heard reports of people returning to the scene to try to find family, friends or other contacts to make sure that the abductee's family knew they had been taken and try to get them legal aid, anything else they might need right away.

I can't even imagine what it must be like. To say goodbye to a loved one or your parent or your child as they (or you) head to work in the morning and then.... they just never come home. And you don't know where they went or if they're okay. And by the time you find out, if you ever do, they might be in another state or another country, all alone.  If that happened to Shawn I wouldn't even know what to do, how to go on. To think that my neighbors face this every day is just heartbreaking.

And this is why I pray some of us will never stop fighting.


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*The live call I join is unvetted and everyone involved knows that they could be overheard. Everyone is very circumspect about locations and events.

Recent Reading: The Black Fantastic

Apr. 14th, 2026 04:18 pm
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I don’t know how I keep timing these so that I finish my audiobook and my paper book one right after the other. This weekend I also wrapped up The Black Fantastic, an anthology compiled by Andre M. Carrington. Thank you to [personal profile] pauraque for bringing this one to my attention! This is a collection of “Afrofuturist” stories by Black authors. If you want more detail, Pauraque has done individual reviews of each story which you can read here; I won’t get that specific.

With the usual caveat that all anthologies vary in quality, I enjoyed this one. There were a lot of very different stories, from some really fantastical stuff to ones that are just a little bit to the left of the world as it stands. On the high end of things, pieces like A Guide to the Native Fruits of Hawai’i by Alayna Dawn Johnson, where the protagonist grapples with her decision to collaborate with a group of vampire invaders to prey on the locals (and the metaphor of vampirism for the way Hawaii is treated by wealthy Americans is not lost in the shuffle); or The Orb by Tara Campbell, which was both strange and unexplained, choosing to focus not on the “why” or “how” of the situation but again on the moral quandary of its main character.

On the lower end, ones like The Ones Who Stay and Fight by NK Jemisin, which felt…narratively unclear, to say the least. It is either a satire of the kind of utopia writers create where its status as utopia is essentially dependent on eliminating any disagreement or contact with the outside world…or it’s a whole-hearted endorsement of that view. And if I can’t tell which, I tend to think the author’s failed at their purpose; or Ruler of the Rear Guard by Maurice Broaddus, which seemed to end just as it was getting to the plot.

Overall, I had fun with this anthology. SFF short story collections, done well, are such a scintillating showcase of creativity and I felt that here.


Wish Me Luck

Apr. 14th, 2026 10:42 am
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 For months now, I've been turning my phone on by plugging my earphones into the jack. Some time around last August (I remember because it first happened when I was one of the GoHs at Diversicon,) my on/off button just stopped working consistantly. If someone texted/called me or if I lucked out, I could sometimes turn it on.Eventually, it fully failed. I discovered that the screen would turn on when it registered a device being plugged in, so I just carried around a zillion pair of earphones so I could always turn it on as needed.

I've been skating by on that for... well, I mean what is that? Almost six months?

Last night the earphone jack gave up the ghost. It accepts no plug into that jack as anything real. If I'm listening to a podcast, everyone gets to hear that I'm into "Betwixt the Sheets" and other sex history podcasts. That is, when I can turn it on. Right now, the only thing my phone will still recognize as a device is its charging cord--but only when active, as in plugged in. In essence it's a landline now, which is not what I need and, as it happens, I still have a landline. 

I found a place on University that supposedly will deal with ancient technology like my Samsung, so, hopefully, they'll be able to fix one or both of the phone's problems. It'd be cool if I could actually turn it on the normal way again, but I'd settle for a working earphone jack. 

Before you yell at me, yes. The plan *is* to buy a new phone. They're not that expensive. This will be an "in the meantime" as we wait for it to arrive solution. And, yeah, I'm aware that it's possible that the repair person will tell me that the cost of fixing it is more than the price of a new phone (keeping in mind that my family buys cheap-ass phones from Tracfone.) In which case, I'll figure something out. I can keep a charging cord in my car and so maybe before I go out on school patrol I can plug it in and just make sure I am always tapping the screen so I don't lose the ability to go on mic or, you know, hang up. I'll still be without headphones, which would suck, but you know, needs must. 

My appointment at the shop is for noon. I'm hoping for something simple and cheap.

Wish me luck.

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Apr. 14th, 2026 06:51 am
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So the test results actually didn't show anything. The appointment was to review that and the doctor wanted to know how aggressive I want to be in pursuing this. She also poked at me some and noted that nothing seems enlarged or tender, so there's literally nothing going on in there. I'm tired of this, and I don't want to pursue it anymore unless my liver really gets pissy and the enzymes go way up. But the fluctuations have stayed under 100 and nothing else is obviously causing it so meh.

This weekend turned out to be extremely busy so I have no writing or art to show off at the moment. I'm enjoying the milder weather we're having - yes, it's in the 80s in the afternoon, but the nights are cool.

The sky was interesting last night. Our west-facing camera saw a helicopter flying low and sweeping a searchlight at around 2 a.m. I would normally say that's Camp Blanding, but the copter came out of the southwest and headed due east. Then there was a Falcon 9 launch, and we caught part of that on the east camera. We didn't get any shots of Artemis because the launch trajectory didn't take them north-northeast, but if it had we'd have seen it. Kind of hard to miss a 20-story building flying through the air.

If all goes well today I hope to have my afternoons back for ukulele practice, writing, etc. I'm feeling pretty stressed out. I keep wanting a THC margarita when I'm making dinner, but I also don't want to numb out all the time, or to burn through my drinks that quickly. I'm thinking of taking up Tai Chi again - I was starting to teach myself many years ago, but there wasn't a lot of English language info online at the time. Recently I've found a description of a warmup set, several English guides to the forms, videos, and there's a teacher in Fleming Island now who occasionally even teaches the sword forms!

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