she’s like a beautiful norse god come to life and she controls the cows
she’s actually Swedish artist and singer Jonna Jinton and she’s singing Kulning, an ancient Swedish herding call
the clanking of the cowbells and the fog are just perfect omfg
This exists in reality and I frickin love it
writers: how are we gonna top ourselves! we got tons of exciting stuff in store!! at least eleven big bads this season!!!! whos gonna survive who won’t????!! 3 love triangles and 2 quadrangles!!!!
me: I’ll Pay You 5$ To Let The Characters Just Simply Talk To Each Other For Once
Joanne K. Rowling:
• J.K. Rowling Spend Time with J.K. Rowling’s “Curious Creatures” in New Deluxe Book!
• J.K. Rowling New “Fantastic Beasts” Royalties to Be Donated to Comic Relief
Harry Potter – Actors and Movies:
• Harry Potter Orlando park attraction's Dragon Challenge may close for new 'dark ride'
• Potter in ‘Fargo’, Comic-Con & Poetry
• David Tennant on the Wild Side
• Maintaining Hogwarts: How to Keep the Castle Clean!
• Harry Potter Favorites Win Royal Television Society Awards
• Hollywood’s Hogwarts Gets an Upgrade!
• Universal Hollywood's Harry Potter and the Forbidden Journey ride now in ultra 4K-HD
Fantastic Beasts – Actors and Movies:
• 'Fantastic Beasts' animation director discusses designing Credence's Obscurus to life
• Katherine Waterston on Playing Tina Goldstein in ‘Fantastic Beasts’
• “Beasts” Animator Talks Bringing the Creatures to Life
HP & The Cursed Child – Actors and Movies:
• ‘Cursed Child’ Playwright Brings a New Take on a Classic
• snacofest: PROMPTING POST
• one_bad_man: Friday is back, even if it took a calendar reminder for me to remember.
Masterlists and Weekly Round-ups:
• hp_goldenage: SALT AND PEPPER FEST 2017: MASTER LIST
• theimpossiblegl recced one Severus/Hermione fic&art.
• gracerene recced one Draco/Albus Severus fic.
• madeleone recced one Severus/Lucius/Hermione/Draco fic.
• capitu recced one Harry/Draco fic.
• smirkingcat recced one Severus/Remus/Draco fic.
• theimpossiblegl recced one Snarry art.
• themightyflynn recced one Severus/Remus fic.
• kellychambliss recced one Severus art.
• quibbler_report: The Quibbler Report: March 16-22, 2017
• hd_prophet: Wednesday, 22 March 2017.
• The OTW is Recruiting Abuse and Elections Staff!
• Rank the Women of “Potter”
• “Harry Potter”-Themed Escape Room to Open in Ontario!
• Bloomsbury Pre-Order Offer: Get a Leather House Bookmark
• bottom_draco: Draco as human mate.
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An elderly yet still robust copy of Brigid Brophy's The Snow Ball arrived today (discussed brilliantly on Backlisted here). That can only be a good thing.
And this week I sat right down in the middle of the Salinas Valley (page 353) to read Neil Gaiman's Norse Mythology.
I hadn't read any Gaiman in a good while. I thought it would be happy to check back in with him, and with the Norse myth-world of my childhood.
Norse Mythology's dust jacket is beautiful: a soft matte black infinity dusted with stars, with a lustrous Mjolnir in the centre.
Some of my favorite stories from the mythos are in Gaiman's book (the forging of Mjolnir, the birth of Sleipnir), and some I didn't know as well (the mead of poetry). Some of the gods I feel most affinity for are less prominent (Baldur, Bragi).
Gaiman and I are both totally hot for Loki, so that works out, because Loki kind of is the protagonist both of this retelling and, arguably, the mythos itself. I'm not a traditional storyteller or an anthropologist, but it seems to me that Gaiman picks up on the culture-hero role of tricksters like Loki as creators and bad/fortunate role models.
I’ve loved Gaiman's use of this mythos in other works: Sandman especially, and American Gods. Norse Mythology itself isn't a wholly successful adaptation for me.
( Why? )
Ultimately, reading Norse Mythology made me want to re-read the book of Norse myths I had (or at least read) as a child. I did a search; the book must almost certainly be the d’Aulaires’, probably in the 1967 version.
I found it in a Popular Online Bookstore, and then, on even sexier second thought, at the local library.
Now I will say positive things about a book, to prove I can.
Just when East of Eden was fading me out, Steinbeck dropped deeper into the workings of Cal's character, and my faith flared up again. Steinbeck is very good at imagining the inner lives of people without ordinary empathy. I find it exhausting to be in those minds for such long stretches, but this is not the same as the work not being well done. The work is done very well.
Friday is for Brhenti, so after dinner and playing with Bug it was project time. I decided to try this easy plan for making a tote bag from a t-shirt (verdict: super easy!) and then started on some hand stitching.
Jewelry is really a thing I need to work on at my desk because of all the small pieces and pliers and things, so I’m liking the experiments with things like sock darning and hand sewing that I can do on the couch with the family, and pick up or put down easily depending on what’s going on.
We’re far enough into this project now that I have pretty solid prayers for everyone. I’m making daily offerings but they vary depending on who they’re to, and that seems sensible.
There’s been a lot of medical foo and illness this month, though, enough that I’m wondering if that means I’m still fucking up something in the warding process. Of course, it’s also been widely acknowledged in town that there’s been more and worse winter bugs than usual this year, so maybe I’m being paranoid.
I haven’t actually celebrated the equinox yet, and that actually is a holiday – we should be celebrating Mara’s return from her winter hunt now. Oops. Frankly I think I lost track of it because I knew Easter was so far out. I found a bread recipe that I want to try but I need to find the yeast.
Not an exciting Friday, but I’m looking forward to the weekend.
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*dusts this thing off*
I suck. I really suck. I can go 22 days without a public post and 17 days after a locked one before posting again, so I must suck. I was thinking - even today - "Ha, maybe I'll post in April, maybe I won't." On a blog I offered to abandon for "greener pastures" months ago.
I don't feel like writing about Cheeto, though. He was among the main reasons I stopped (majority Republican Congress being the other, because you can't fight facts). I was too overwhelmed. I wasn't thorough in covering Spray Tan In Chief to begin with - I'd read what others were chewing over or linking to, then pick and choose, usually offering up bits and pieces others didn't - filling the gaps, if you will. Which was good, for a while.
But you can get tired of just being good in a pinch.
Then I started looking at bloggers like solarbird, conuly and gwydion - whose in-depth coverage are the bees knee's - and realized I'm never going to do that. I don't have the time, patience, or attention span. I can't sit at the computer that long verbally wringing my hands over the Deplorange regime because I'll probably go nuts. And sitting at the computer has been bad for me over time, woo-hee has it now.
So if I can't, then maybe I should stop this, because I'm already overwhelmed.
Not to mention my favorite role turns out be cheerleader, surprising even me. I'm more into victories - the first travel ban being held up and revoked, Trump being proven wrong or a liar time and again, the health care bill being held up or failing - than I am into all the currently fashionable doom and gloom.
Even Nancy Pelosi walks around with a half-shocked, half-empty looking in her eyes like she's seen the devil, who is now running our country, the fuck. I can't sink to that level, sorry. An Irish girl's got her pride.
So I can cheer but no one cheers along, can yell "Go team!" and pump a fist in the air but the team's dragging bats, ready to walk off the diamond for good. And so many people are "scared", and I'm like, "What is that?"
No, seriously, what is it?
I was terrified for weeks - maybe months - with the election. One life ended, another began at 2am on Nov. 9th. Both were my own. I've had tons of trouble, sleepless nights and fucked up days where I'm at best in an awful fog and at worst drowning in apprehension. Just for the fact that it went as it did, and that the newly majority Republican Congress moved so fast to undo everything the other side has spent decades fighting for.
And I worried anew over the first Muslim ban because of the heavy implications not just for Muslims but other communities, down the road. But then the orange who fought so hard to push the ban? L-O-S-T. For the 20 years the elevation of a piece of fruit to the highest office in the land aged me and spooked me out of my own skin, at least 12 of those years rolled off my shoulders instantly in just one night, and I haven't really felt so afraid since.
There are more holes in that piece of fruit than you'll find in five blocks of Swiss cheese. He is a joke. Hopefully one that gets thrown out of office soon, and I don't mean in four years - hopefully three and a half times faster than that.
I tried to ask myself tonight while cooking dinner (liver and onions - because maybe I'm anemic) OK, if you're going online later to piss and moan about how inadequate you are against the sheer spectacular whirlwind of bullshit ejected by this ongoing orangado, what will you do about it? Because there's only one thing I hate more than other people whining, and that's me, whining. I'm like, "Action, bitch, take some".
But all that occurrs to me is, "Hire a team of reporters?" Which, dudes, would be heaven. I'd *love* it. I might not run it off Dreamwidth, of course, but have a team, yes.
And a gun for potential grizzly, because you just never know.
But yeah, short of that, I've just kind of fizzled. I'm out of predictions, at least for the moment, but glad the Muslim ban got held up yet again (may it be held up into perpetuity) and glad the health care "plan" got "pulled", though I'd much rather it "die" in an actual "vote", something these cowards are a shade too pale to pull off until it's more "conservative", which is Republican codespeak for "so it kills as many of their own voters as possible".
In the meantime, I realized without logging into or reading Dreamwidth I don't run out of things to do, and my old adage is true. Actually, two of them are. A poem of mine from years ago goes: "Never settle for less/When you want nothing but the best/If you've got to have more/You know where to find the door...I'd rather have nothing at all/Than have a little/But not have it all", which completely sums up how I feel about covering Rumpernado, at least for the moment.
The other adage is "it all comes back around" (actually, that's the title of another one of my poems). I realize we'll spend the next however many years (hopefully, not even one) - collectively, as a country - live on Twitter, CNN, CBS, and coming to radio station near you - watching whomever voted this orange into office get what they asked for, and I'm going to do a lot of that thing where I haltingly laugh into my sleeve, then pretend I was coughing, then wonder how much they're enjoying it.
Live and learn!
They're getting it now. The healthcare bill - should it come forward - will decimate their finances, families, personal well-being, and even take some of their lives. Talk about dying for your country. The shuttering of the Appalachian programs will put the most ardent orange peel supporters - who, I don't kid myself, might very well continue to support him in spite of it - out of their very jobs. And just wait 'til the new tax laws comes out. Just wait.
Mind you, I'm not exactly happy about any of this. But they deserve every last bit of it, a lot more than those who didn't vote for citrus zest ever have or will. Them I feel sorry for. His voters? Uh, maybe get back to me on that.
What happens when you get what you say only others deserve?
When you don't have a conscience until what you wished upon them comes back to bite you right in the ass?
That might be a question we'll spend decades trying to answer, starting right about...now.
When i was a little kid I used to dream of being in my 30s. I always wanted to grow up. Being an adult was when you got to choose where you lived, what you ate, who you spent time with, what you got to do. Even when I was eight, I dreamed so hard of being settled in my career with a spouse and family, able to right some of the wrongs I saw in the world and make art that mattered.
Getting here has been so hard--and between mental illness and the economy, I’m not nearly as settled, married, or fecund as I’d like to be--but you know the fuck what, I’m happy to be here anyway.
Okay, so granted quite a lot of that is summer growth and the verdancy granted by three weeks of near-constant rain in 25-35 degree temps, (also, a new phone) but still!
I guess the big question will be what it looks like in September 2017... Hopefully it's looking even more crazily growth-fuelled...
The Creative Act of Listening to a Talking Frog
did a puppet just fucking give some of the best advice ever.
Um, excuse you, Kermit is an actual, talking frog.