Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 08:49 pm
Via [personal profile] selenak, of course :) This was a very interesting and somewhat odd historical fiction book about Francisco Goya, the painter, and his life and times in the late 18th and early 19th centuries (the book begins with the Spanish court talking about Marie Antoinette's recent death -- so ~1793 -- and ends around 1800). I must admit that Spain is a big hole in my already-very-spotty knowledge of Europe, although opera fandom and salon helped a lot by filling in at least a couple of gaps about Philip II, the Escorial, and the Duke of Alba (and Philip V who thought he was a frog, but who does not appear in this book at all). Now, of course, Philip II was a couple of centuries too soon for this book (even I knew that!) but he's namechecked a couple of times, as is Fernando Álvarez de Toledo (Third Duke of Alba), again centuries too early but the forerunner of the Duchess of Alba in this book, who is a major character (María Cayetana de Silva; her husband Don José Álvarez de Toledo is a minor character).

Goya I knew absolutely nothing about, except that I knew he was a painter, and I knew (hilariously, from a Snoopy cartoon) he'd painted a kid with a dog (Google tells me this is his famous "Red Boy" painting). One of the really cool things about the book is the way it functions as an art guide (and one with a whole lot more context than usual art guides) to some of Goya's famous paintings. I only started following along with the wikipedia list of his paintings once I hit the middle or so (I read the first half on a plane and during a retreat), but I wish I'd done that the whole time! I know so little about art that it was helpful to have the "interpretation" of it right there (Feuchtwanger often includes the reaction of various people to the art piece, as well as Goya's feelings about it).

Indeed the book is dictated by the art, to a certain extent: if you look at Goya's pictures in chronological order (as I have now done), he does these sort of nice standard pictures until... about 1793, when the pictures start getting more interesting (and indeed the book starts with Goya making a breakthrough in his art). And then around 1800 is when he starts doing these crazy engravings that start looking much more modern -- like, you can totally see them as an artistic bridge between Bosch (namechecked in the book) and Dali (who obviously was yet to come far in the future) -- his book of engravings, Los Caprichos, is what the book ends on (and the title is taken from that of the last Caprichos engraving, Ya es hora).

It is curiously missing in any real sort of character arc -- I mean, Goya keeps talking about how he's progressed in life and thinks about things so differently now, but really he seems to me to be pretty much the same at the end as the beginning, except more battered by life. It's his art that has progressed, though. Instead of a character arc we have an art arc, I guess!

The book also cheerfully uses all the most sensational theories about Goya and the Spanish court possible, with the effect that it is quite compelling but does veer a bit into "wow, this is Very Soap Opera" at times. Basically, everyone is having torrid love affairs with everyone else, and all of that becomes totally relevant to all the politics that's going on. Some of this is attested historically, and some of it is less so. On one hand, Manuel Godoy, the Secretary of State, does appear to have had a close relationship with Queen Maria Luisa (Wikipedia, at least, does not think that there is any direct evidence they were lovers, but at least it's clear there were rumors). But as far as I can tell from Google, Maria Cayetana, Duchess of Alba, did die mysteriously, buuuuut there isn't any evidence at all that she died as a result of a botched abortion of Goya's baby. (Did I mention Very Soap Opera?? Yeah.)

It's sort of shocking to me that the book ends before any of the War of Spanish Independence, which happens just a few years later (which again, since I know zero Spanish history I just found out about while reading various wiki articles after reading this) or Goya's resulting engravings on The Disasters of War (ditto), although I guess all the signs are there as to what's going to happen -- it's not that different from what Feuchtwanger did in Proud Destiny, where even I know that the French Revolution is going to happen, but he doesn't show it in the book.

Requisite Feuchtwanger things: 1) protagonist is irresistable to the ladies and has multiple women who are crazy about him, check 2) small child dies, check.

Ranking in Feuchtwangers: I think the Josephus trilogy is still my favorite, and Jud Süß is still the one I'm most impressed by, but I did like this quite a bit, especially when I had the visuals to go with it.
Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 10:40 pm
It has been brought to our attention that [community profile] incestbingo is running in tandem with this exchange in order to encourage treats! Thanks, [personal profile] colorcoded!

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Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 10:42 pm
部首
卩 part 1 jié
卫, hygiene/to protect; 印, to print/to engrave; 危, danger; 即, immediately pinyin )
https://www.mdbg.net/chinese/dictionary?cdqrad=26

语法
Using 吧 and 吗
https://www.chineseboost.com/grammar/

词汇
围, to enclose; 范围, range; 周围, around pinyin )
https://mandarinbean.com/new-hsk-3-word-list/

Guardian:
正当防卫, justified self-defense
没事吧, are you okay? [my candidate for “most commonly spoken line in cdramas”]
我可以确定这些乱线的根源仍然是围绕着圣器围绕着烛九他们一帮人, but I can be sure that the source of these crossed wires surrounds the Holy Tools and Zhu Jiu and his hangers-on.

Me:
打印机又坏了,破机器!
别太围绕,给人空间。
Thursday, July 10th, 2025 10:33 am
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Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 10:27 pm
A Dark and Drowning Tide by Allison Saft:

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A Treachery of Swans by A.B. Poranek:

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I'd heard of Melissa Scott's Astreiant novels, but hadn't gotten to them until recently. I like the combination of plotty mysteries and slowburn romance. It reminded me of Swordspoint at times, although with more magic and a matriarchal-ish society (it was interesting to notice 'she' being used as default pronoun for an unknown person the way 'he' sometimes used to be, iirc). I'm very fond of the main characters, but I would really like to read something like this with a f/f main couple. More on specific books (I have two more left in the series to read) below.


Point of Hopes by Melissa Scott & Lisa A. Barnett:

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Point of Knives by Melissa Scott:

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Point of Dreams by Melissa Scott & Lisa A. Barnett:

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Fairs' Point by Melissa Scott:

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Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 08:08 pm
Yes, I'm a lot less stressed these days. A co-worker even mentioned how I sounded happier the other day.

But I'm gonna ramble a bit anyway... )

Gabriel, Good Omens
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Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 09:09 pm
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Challenge #3

Journaling prompt: What are your favorite summer-associated foods?
Creative prompt: Draw art of or make graphics of summer foods, or post your favorite summer recipes. Post your answer to today’s challenge in your own space and leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.


Ice cream!!!!

And: fresh berries, peaches, limeade (yum).

Also, did you know that there is a Museum of Ice Cream? They have locations in many cities, most in the U.S. but there is one in Singapore. You have to reserve tickets, but once you're in you can eat unlimited ice cream, among other fun things. I'm in New York City where you can slide down into a big pool of sprinkles.

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Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 09:09 pm
Parcel Out Problems
By Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
Part 1 of 1, complete
Word count (story only): 1084
[Thursday, 3 August, 2017, 10 a.m.]


:: One package implies a whole lot of problems. Part of the Unfair Trades arc in Mercedes, within the Polychrome Heroics universe. ::




As soon as LaQuinta laid eyes on Loudmouth, the younger woman patted the air defensively, then had to fumble to catch the falling box. “Crap! Look, I just don’t know what’s in here and the person who hired me to deliver it isn’t particularly fond of following the law, okay? I’m probably screwed if there’s evidence of tampering, I’m definitely screwed if it doesn’t arrive in the next forty minutes, and now I’m afraid there’s a location tag in there and the person who sent it AND the person who will get it are watching the little red dot on a computer map right now.”

She wobbled as she ran out of air.
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Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 07:00 pm
I don't have much to say about books or TV, because I am still in the middle of my current read and current show. But! For those of you who casually enjoyed the podcast The Strange Case of Starship Iris, the third (and final) season is coming out now. There are a couple of "mini-sodes" which will help you catch up to what's going on, and two regular episodes, and the third will be out soon (it's out to high-dollar Patreons but I am a low-dollar contributor). I listened to the mini-sodes when they came out, and today on my run I listened to the first two regular episodes. Again, I kind of feel like I'm using dystopian fiction about authoritarian regimes as escapism from actual authoritarian regimes...

But the real reason I wanted to post was to say that I'm a bit more than 55% through Lorelei and the Laser Eyes, and there's a 30% discount for it in the Steam sale which ends tomorrow, so - if my post last week intrigued you, I encourage you to buy it, it's inexpensive, it's captivating, it's sophisticated and spooky and atmospheric with occasional touches of humor, fourth-wall smashing, and weird supernatural stuff, and the puzzles are clever and thinky and (mostly) fun. As I mentioned, I told my brother about it and he bought it - and he finished it last night! He admits he got so into it that he put in way too many hours too quickly, but he really loved it.

If you do buy it, the hints page at https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=3249636035 is really great as it is nudge-y rather than sledge-y; it points you in the right direction (or tells you what a wrong direction is) which for me is mostly all I have needed.

Also, there are in-game espresso machines.
Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 07:20 pm
When [personal profile] kate_nepveu started doing a real-time readalong for Steven Brust & Emma Bull's epistolary novel Freedom and Necessity in 2023, I read just enough of Kate's posts to realize that this was a book that I probably wanted to read for myself and then stopped clicking on the cut-text links. Now, several years later, I have finally done so!

Freedom and Necessity kicks off in 1849, with British gentleman James Cobham politely writing to his favorite cousin Richard to explain he has just learned that everybody thinks he is dead, he does not remember the last two months or indeed anything since the last party the two of them attended together, he is pretending to be a groom at the stables that found him, and would Richard mind telling him whether he thinks he ought to go on pretending to be dead and doing a little light investigation on his behalf into wtf is going on?

We soon learn that a.) James has been involved in something mysterious and political; b.) Richard thinks that James ought to be more worried about something differently mysterious and supernatural; c.) both Richard and James have a lot of extremely verbose opinions about the exciting new topic of Hegelian logic; and d.) James and Richard are both in respective Its Complicateds with two more cousins, Susan and Kitty, and at this point Susan and Kitty kick in with a correspondence of their own as Susan decides to exorcise her grief about the [fake] death of the cousin she Definitely Was Not In Love With by investigating why James kept disappearing for months at a time before he died.

By a few chapters in, I was describing it to [personal profile] genarti as 'Sorcery and Cecelia if you really muscled it up with nineteenth century radical philosophy' and having a wonderful time.

Then I got a few more chapters in and learned more about WTF indeed was up with James and texted Kate like 'WAIT IS THIS A LYMONDALIKE?' to which she responded 'I thought it was obvious!' And I was still having a wonderful time, and continued doing so all through, but could not stop myself from bursting into laughter every time the narrative lovingly described James' pale and delicate-looking yet surprisingly athletic figure or his venomous light voice etc. etc. mid-book spoilers )

Anyway, if you've read a Lymond, you know that there's often One Worthy Man in a Lymond book who is genuinely wise and can penetrate Lymond's self-loathing to gently explain to him that he should use his many poisoned gifts for the better. Freedom and Necessity dares to ask the question: what if that man? were Dreamy Friedrich Engels. Which is, frankly, an amazing choice.

Now even as I write this, I know that [personal profile] genarti is glaring at me for the fact that I am allowing Francis Crawford of Lymond to take over this booklog just as the spectre of Francis Crawford of Lymond takes over any book in which he appears -- and I do think that James takes over the book a bit more from Richard and Kitty than I would strictly like (I love Kitty and her cheerful opium visions and her endless run-on sentences as she staunchly holds down the home front). But to give Brust and Bull their credit, Susan staunchly holds her own as co-protagonist in agency, page space and character development despite the fact that James is pulling all the book's actual plot (revolutionary politics chaotically colliding with Gothic occult family drama) around after him like a dramatic black cloak.

And what about the radical politics, anyway? Brust and Bull have absolutely done their reading and research, and I very much enjoy and appreciate the point of view that they're writing from. I do think it's quite funny when Engels is like "James, your first duty is to your class," and James is like "well, I am a British aristocrat, so that's depressing," and Engels is like "you don't have to be! you can just decide to be of the proletariat! any day you can decide that! and then your first duty will be to the proletariat!" which like .... not that you can't decide to be in solidarity with the working class ..... but this is sort of a telling stance in an epistolary novel that does not actually center a single working-class POV. How pleasant to keep writing exclusively about verbose and erudite members of the British gentry who have conveniently chosen to be of the proletariat! James does of course have working-class comrades, and he respects them very much, and is tremendously angsty about their off-page deaths. So it goes.

On the other hand, at this present moment, I honestly found it quite comforting to be reading a political adventure novel set in 1849, in the crashing reactionary aftermath to the various revolutions of 1848. One of the major political themes of the book is concerned with how to keep on going through the low point -- how to keep on working and believing for the better future in the long term, even while knowing that unfortunately it hasn't come yet and given the givens probably won't for some time. Acknowledging the low point and the long game is a challenging thing for fiction to do, and I appreciate it a lot when I see it. I'd like to see more of it.
Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 07:48 pm
Evidently if I walk 10,000 steps one day, next morning I will wake up blissfully untroubled by that damnable left hip flexor that likes to turn into concrete. This was nice, but of course it didn't survive even my morning exercises. Still, a possibility for the future.

Then one of my former coworkers texted me, asking would I be up for a visit. 'I'll bring lunch and coffee!' Not today, because I had to go to physio, but maybe tomorrow. Of course *then* I took stock of my untidy house, hardly conducive to a pleasant meal together. So after physio I tackled the front room dining table, moving stacks of CDs to, well, somewhere else, and various papers to either the blue bin or the bag to be shredded. Physio alas didn't help the lower back, so much sitting and stretching was needed. And of course tomorrow is recycle so I had to bag up a bunch of manga and doujinshi from the bedroom. Place is moderately tidier than it was, but must still vacuum and wash a load of dishes, when what I want to do is veg in front of the fan.

Books finished last week? Damned, a nice ending to a good series. I was pretty sure of a happy ending but I have some kind of inherited anxiety, or even for all I know generational trauma, about the French Revolution where things can never ever end well. So I'm glad they did, even if I wondered how magic worked out for Eleanor afterwards.

A Littlejohn mystery or maybe two: popcorn reading, ostensibly for bicycling to, only I haven't been bicycling. This is what happens if I stop for a day or two after finishing my last e-book, because summer inertia is deadly like that.

Otherwise nothing else, still moseying along in JS&MN, and determinedly not reading The Odyssey because Odysseus is now back in Ithaca and behaving like an utter prat.
Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 05:07 pm
Dear Miss Manners: I prepared some hand-dipped chocolate goodies and delivered them to a couple of ladies in my neighborhood. A few days later, one of the ladies called me to tell me she was diabetic and couldn’t eat them.

I was sad that “the thought that counts” must not come into play anymore. I felt her phone call was rude and unnecessary.

Am I being petty, or was she being rude? It will make me think twice next time I try to be thoughtful. This friend certainly won’t see goodies from me again.


Then you will not want to hear that this lady spent the intervening time fuming over the thoughtlessness displayed in putting her health at risk — as if, instead of trying to brighten her day, you had attempted to force-feed her.

Miss Manners recommends saying, “I’m sorry to hear that. Thanks for letting me know” — and then tossing the conversation in the memory dustbin and, as was your plan, not repeating the gesture. This is also an approximation of what Miss Manners would have counseled the lady with diabetes, had she been asked.
Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 06:04 pm
 
This is your check-in post for today. The poll will be open from midnight Universal or Zulu Time (8pm Eastern Time) on Wednesday, July 9, to midnight on Thursday, July 10. (8pm Eastern Time).

Poll #33344 Daily Check-in
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: Access List, participants: 19

How are you doing?

I am OK.
12 (63.2%)

I am not OK, but don't need help right now.
7 (36.8%)

I could use some help.
0 (0.0%)

How many other humans live with you?

I am living single.
8 (42.1%)

One other person.
7 (36.8%)

More than one other person.
4 (21.1%)




Please, talk about how things are going for you in the comments, ask for advice or help if you need it, or just discuss whatever you feel like.
 
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Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 04:51 pm
Long years had passed since letters of marque were commonly presented in the town, as boundaries softened and the divide widened between those who belonged (however peripherally) and those who did not. Once though, every tinker and trader had carried engraved acorns, or poems inked in berry juice, or rusty keys dredged from the bottom of the lake: proof they came with the town’s blessing. For those who eventually settled in the town, they became souvenirs from the long road to belonging; for those who did not, they became a baffling inheritance for uninitiated offspring.

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Wednesday, July 9th, 2025 11:58 pm

I had a first-thing physio appointment, so I dragged myself over to the hospital for that and then nestled down in my Surrounded By Green and... mostly read Murderbot, with occasional fruit harvest and weeding.

(I have also had lots of opportunities to practise self-compassion, both in re the number of things I did not manage to harvest before they went over and in terms of having realised within the last half hour or so that one of my pens has vanished from all of the bags it was nominally in; I hope that if I go and poke around the table etc tomorrow it will rematerialise...)