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Here I am again, making irritated noises on discovering that yet another animated series I like, Transformers: Prime, is going POOF! off The Hub after a shortened third season. This after Cartoon Network canceled Greg Weisman's Young Justice after its second season (which was act two of a three-act arc -- and now I'll never know how the story would have ended, argh, argh, argh), along with Bruce Timm's Green Lantern, which I'd been iffy about overall but enjoyed enough to watch when I got the chance. The Thundercats reboot also failed to survive, which is more of a grief to my friend [profile] ravensnow than to me (I wanted to like it ...), but I must admit that I find this trend of cancellations ... disturbing. All of these shows were SF action dramas with long-term plots; most of them seem to have been replaced by episodic action comedies. To which my response is a deep groan and a turn back to watching anime, where SF action dramas with long-term plots aren't box office poison. And, yes, fortysomething women aren't the target market for CN, The Hub, Nick, et al., but I'd like to point out two things:
a) My taste for SF action dramas with long-term plots developed when I was in elementary school; and
b) I was hooked on several of these shows by fen who are part of the target market.
I wish that more people (or at least studio executives) shared my tastes in storytelling, because it's getting really irritating to settle in to a good plot with nice characterization that's pitched at a YA audience and have the whole thing shut down short of its proper conclusion. The only reason I'm not giving Dragons: Riders of Berk the side-eye at this point is because it's aimed at a younger audience and can ride the coat-tails of the theatrical films. By contrast I'm ever more pessimistic about the chances of Legend of Korra managing to air all four of the miniseries its creators say they have planned. Are those of us, young and old, who like animated arc storytelling really such a minority that we can't support a show or two while everyone else is watching the episodic stuff? Do we need to rise up and revolt? Who's with me?
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It's All Incunables All The Time here at the library. Normally I don't complain, but then today I had to catalog a book printed in the late fifteenth century by Parisian bookman Guy Marchant, who loved him his punning devices. We'd been wondering why this one (no. 23) depicted two cobblers with half-completed shoes all over the floor. Turns out it's probably a pun on the rebus at the head of the device ... click the link for the awful details, courtesy of the invaluable M. Harman of the University of Illinois ...
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Having enjoyed Polly Shulman's Grimm Legacy (a light, library-themed YA fantasy), I'm pleased to see that she's got another book set in the same universe, The Wells Bequest, which from its publicity snippet looks like another good read. Yay!

Also, John Joseph Adams is bringing out an anthology of weird Western tales, Dead Man's Hand, which may interest some on my flist ...
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Today's work task: transcribe the text on the parchment ms. leaves used as pastedowns in an old binding. One's from a popular medieval text for medical students, Gilles de Corbeil's De pulsibus -- everything you wanted to know about the human pulse, in verse. The other is from a breviary with some pretty red-and-blue initials, but at this point in my career, if I've seen one ms. leaf from a late medieval breviary with pretty red-and-blue initials, I've seen them all. That is, until I get to the notation for the psalm for the second nocturne of (I think) the feast of the Epiphany:

Iubilate d'o o.t'.p.

Which means "Jubilate Deo omnis terra psalmum" (the first words of Psalm 65), but had me briefly agreeing that yes, we should all praise God for our OTPs ...

My various fandoms have eaten my brain ...
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We're about to open our newly renovated special collections department here at the library, but our marketing strategies are considerably less inventive than those of the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam:
It's not like we don't have the resources -- what we lack is the VISION. :-)

Though someone did recently install a small black button marked (in the appropriate font) "RED ALERT" in the staff elevator. I'm waiting to see how long it takes for someone official to notice and remove it ...
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Title: Fifteen Kennings For "Woman": A Sequence
Fandom: How To Train Your Dragon (filmverse)
Character(s): Astrid, with cameos by most of the main cast, human and otherwise
Pairing(s): Astrid/Hiccup
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1500
Warnings: None
A/N: This started out as one drabble -- one! -- about how Astrid doesn't find "girl" to be a limiting role because it encompasses so much. That led me to look at kennings for "woman" in Norse poetry, which led me to, well, this sequence and all its footnotes. I was an academic before ever I wrote 'fic. Concrit welcomed with a mug of small beer and a hunk of goat cheese.

1. The Young Pine of Ribbons

      Phlegma puts Astrid's hair in pigtails for the Midsummer Thing, tying them off with pretty red ribbons. Astrid preens until Snotlout rings her head like a bell and the twins make it the rope for tug of war. By the time she chases down skinny Hiccup to recover the ribbon he snitched, she's had it. She hides behind the sheep shed to unravel the braids and pull her hair into a ponytail, then spends the rest of the Thing biting any hand that touches her.

      Which is why Berk's Midsummer peace thereafter names teeth among the weapons under its ban.

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Ian Ker, G.K. Chesterton
Boy, was I enthusiastic when I heard that the ferociously learned Ker was publishing a Chesterton biography.

Boy, was I disappointed. This is not the book I was hoping for.

What I hope for in a brick of a biography (and at ~750 pages, this is a respectable brick) is lots and lots and lots of CONTEXT. I want to find out who the subject was in relation to his/her family, friends, enemies and society, not to mention the historic events and big and small trends of his/her time. Ker presents Chesterton in a kind of splendid isolation. He records (occasionally in bizarrely minute detail, via extensive quotation of Frances Chesterton's diaries) the daily events of Chesterton's life and provides summaries (which, I must admit, I started skimming about 3/4 of the way through) of his major works, but only spreads his net wider twice: once to deal with Chesterton's view of Jews and Judaism and once to give what he apparently thought was unavoidable background to Chesterton's involvement in the Marconi scandal. For a book that puts a great deal of emphasis on Chesterton's journalism (the first draft of history!), there's very little analysis of Chesterton in relation to his times. What about Catholic Modernism? A little more Boer War, please? Some Big Picture on the literary scene rather than accumulation of anecdote? How about more than sidelights on Cecil Chesterton's career, with which his brother's was intertwined? Left completely unexamined is Chesterton's Orientalism (a product of his time); I was also underwhelmed at the treatment of his opinions on the Woman Question (ditto). On the other hand, the frequent quotation of Chesterton's own Autobiography left me intrigued; I think I'm likely to pick that up and read the man on himself. Not recommended if you're a fan of the same sort of biography I am.
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Things are still rotten here: the downstairs landlord, having installed the best filter Home Depot can supply on his furnace [HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER], refuses to do anything else, says I should negotiate with the smoking tenant [MORE HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER], and declares his readiness to rent to smoking tenants in future [OKAY, I'M CRYING NOW]. I've had another talk with my HVAC company and finally got a tech to come out and actually look at the situation under the guise of writing me an estimate for a solution I was pretty sure wasn't going to work. He agreed and suggested a cheaper alternative that probably won't solve the problem, but might go a little way toward mitigating it. I think I have no choice but to sell and move now, but I'm going to try to stick it out till next fall when the current tenant's lease expires, in the hope that a) he might leave; and b) a nonsmoker might move in after all. Who's the patron saint of good neighbors?

That said, I'm still enjoying How To Train Your Dragon and ponied up for an iTunes subscription to Dragons: Riders of Berk which is less complex but cheerful and charming (and, for a weekly cartoon, surprisingly well-animated; Green Lantern should take note, except they've been cancelled, boo hiss). "Fifteen Kennings For 'Woman'," my Astrid-centric drabble sequence, is fourteen-fifteenths drafted and seven-fifteenths posted up to and AO3, where people seem to like it. Yay! Also, Hotel 13 came off winter break this week, which means only one more week until I get to see what comes of the cliffhanger from which our heroes were left dangling back in December. From the promotional stuff, it looks like this is going to be a fun ride.

And I, too, fear this is only the beginning ...
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Just got word from a doctor friend that the clinic she works at -- the one that serves the poor, the immigrant, and the disabled of a major city -- is being shut down by its parent institution. This leaves my friend out of a job and her patients out of luck. Grrr.
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I'm not quite sure what it is about How To Train Your Dragon that re-engaged my muse, but I've finished one story, am in the middle of a drabble sequence (working title: "Fifteen Kennings for 'Woman'" -- I'm going cross-eyed over Old Norse for the first time in nearly two decades) and have two other 'fic ideas scribbled down as notes on paper (one about Fishlegs getting concussed in training and spouting stats about his fellow trainees when he comes to, the other about Hiccup and Toothless encountering the Wild Hunt). I mean, I'm not going to complain, here, but wow, this is unexpected. It also means the house isn't getting cleaned and I'm eating a lot of canned soup, because I sit down at the computer for an hour after dinner and get up four hours later to go to bed. Art/life balance? What art/life balance?

I hope the godchildren I'll be kidsitting this weekend are up for a round of "Hey, let's all be quietly creative today!" One of them draws, at least ...
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I think it's done snowing; looks like a couple of inches of accumulation. The plows are already clearing the parking lot, so I may have no excuse not to go to the gym tomorrow morning, dagnabit.

Also, I uploaded "Cry Havoc" to two hours ago and already over twenty people have read it. I have stories in other fandoms that twenty people haven't read yet. Clearly How To Train Your Dragon is a big deal ...
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Title: Cry Havoc
Fandom: How To Train Your Dragon (filmverse)
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Stoick, Gobber, and a dragon-keeper who should have known better ...
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~1650
Warnings: None
A/N: Thank goodness I have godchildren to introduce me to fandoms I might otherwise have missed; How To Train Your Dragon is a wonderful piece of work and that wailing sound you hear is me lamenting the fact that I missed seeing it in a theater. So here's a deleted scene from late in the movie, because Hiccup doesn't give up that easily and Stoick doesn't have enough to do to keep himself from thinking. Concrit welcomed with Freyja's sniffles (because if you're expecting tears in this economy, you should think again, bud!).
Dedication: This is for Luci and Noël, whose taste is unerring, and for Katie the Elder, who correctly coined the term "nose-head" to describe Toothless's snout.

Beowulf maðelode, beotwordum spræc
niehtstan siðe: "Ic geneðde fela
guða on geogoðe; gyt ic wylle,
frod folces weard, fæðe secan,
mærðu frimman, gif mec se mansceaða
of eorðsele ut geseceð."

Beowulf, lines 2510-2515

      Stoick was planning a war.

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Title: Hotel 13: The Adventure Begins
Chapter: 1 (of 20)
Original Author: Claudia Weber, based on the scripts for the television series "Hotel 13" by Dennis Bots, Koen Tambuyzer, Jasper Beerthuis, Elke De Gezelle, Bjorn Van den Eynde, Catherine Baeyens, Hans Bourlon and Gert Verhulst
Rating: G
Word Count: ~2085
Warnings: This translation is not authorized by the copyright holders in any way. Copyright for the original work remains with Studio 100 Media GmbH and credit for the text with the original author. This translation is solely for personal language practice and enjoyment. It may not be copied or redistributed in any form. (If you're reading this and aren't me, keep it quiet so we can continue to Have Nice Things!)
A/N: Welcome to my newest fandom! Hotel 13 is a European children's SF television series by the people who produced Het Huis Anubis/Das Haus Anubis. This is my translation of the junior novelization, which I decided to produce as a challenge to my language skills and a sneaky way of getting non-German/Dutch/Norwegian/Swedish/Finnish-speakers of my acquaintance interested in this property. (I lay good odds that it gets an English recension eventually, but we'll see ...)
Dedication: This is for Luci, whom I hope to turn into a fan.

Chapter One: The Mysterious Postcard

This message is my last hope. Only one person in the world can help me -- you! Say nothing to anyone, especially not to Richard. It's a matter of life and death! In eight years make your way to Hotel 13. Search for the chest. Find room 13. )
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Title: New-Made Honor
Fandom: Leviathan series
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Alek/Deryn, Bovril
Rating: G
Word Count: ~1550
Warnings: Set post-Goliath, with all the spoilage that implies.
A/N: Since I have to struggle to read German handwriting at work, I thought I might as well make Alek struggle to master Roman script as part of his assimilation into British society. I originally conceived this piece as a drabble, but it was simply impossible to prevent Deryn and Bovril from expressing their opinions on the process, too. Concrit welcomed with a calligraphed note of thanks.
Dedication: This is for Noël, who borrowed $30 from me to purchase the entire series at once. Good taste is its own reward.

      The gaslights in their brackets cast a warm glow over the secondhand oak escritoire – natural oak, not fabricated, a tactful flat-warming gift from the Head Keeper of the London Zoo to a pair of Austrian immigrants with whom she expected to enjoy (as the accompanying note had explained) a copious and fruitful correspondence. Read more... )
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Don't even ask where I found this ...
Share and enjoy.

ETA: And if you liked that, the same guys also have a Vivaldi meets the Bourne soundtrack one (as well as a video wherein they play a Charlie Brown medley at a senior center, which is just darling).
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Sniggled from Bryan Konietzko's Tumblr, the Olympic performance of the Brazilian synchronized waterbending swimming team:
Okay, Nickelodeon, can we please have an ATLA soundtrack album NOW?
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Title: Sketch: Something Ere the End
Fandom: FMA (manga or either animeverse)
Character(s): Gracia, Elicia
Rating: PG
Word Count: 500
Warnings: Offstage character death.
A/N: Finally getting 'round to posting this here; it also won co-first place in the weekly FMA Fic Contest for the "just one more thing" prompt about a zillion years ago now. (Talk about positive reinforcement!) Concrit welcomed with a funeral-baked meat.

      "In here, ma'am," says Sergeant Bloch.

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... or, perhaps, epic high bar routine is epic:
Unsurprisingly, he took gold for the first ever individual gymnastics medal for the Netherlands. What I can't find, unfortunately, is a video link to Fabian Hambüchen's immediately preceding silver medal performance, which was almost as epic. Wow.
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Remember Star War: The Backstroke of the West, the so-bad-it's-hilarious English subtitling of Revenge of the Sith in a Chinese bootleg? (If not, you can find it here. WARNING: Do not view while drinking splorkable liquids.) Well, somebody found a Chinese bootleg of The Avengers that seems to have been subtitled by the same ... entity. Screenshots over here; see WARNING above. Share and enjoy.
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Sniggled from Diane Duane's Tumblr:
I love how the foxes are all "PLAYPLAYPLAYPL--whoa, what's up with the ground?" and the one fox is like, "Dude, it bounces! THIS IS AWESOME!" and the other is like, "Yeah, whatever, c'mon, let's play some more" and the first one is all "Uh-huh, right, as soon as I figure out how this works" and the second one flounces off muttering, "Dude, you're, like, SUCH A NERD."

(And the first fox totally came back that night to bounce again. You know he did.)


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The Magdalen Reading

August 2014



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