sketches towards some posts
Dec. 11th, 2015 05:41 pmThings I would like to make posts about but may or may not manage to:
-- The best album I encountered in 2015 is Jenny Hval's Apocalypse, girl, which is kind of like what might happen if Laurie Anderson and Kate Bush and Tori Amos had a terrifying feminist child with a peculiar yet hilarious sense of humor and an astonishing voice, and I would like to go into more detail on this
-- Line-editing other people's fiction: how much I love it, why I love it, and why it's difficult and worthwhile
-- Things The Cat Has Done While On Steroids (the cat is literally on steroids, for sound medical reasons; let's just say the behavioral effects are... not unnoticeable)
-- stuff I've read lately, featuring any, all, or none of: The Dark Forest, Liu Cixin; The White Road, Edmund de Waal; The Argonauts, Maggie Nelson; The Rest Of Us Just Live Here, Patrick Ness; Seven Footprints to Satan, A. Merritt (reread); Vathek, William Beckford (reread)
-- I looked through a book recently about arm knitting, which is where you use really giant yarn and use your own arms as needles, how cool is that, and my brain was instantly like does this mean there is some way to use one's legs as needles, because that sounds more readily visually parsable from above, and I haven't gotten round to trying it yet because probably one should try arm knitting first and I need to source really, really huge-ply yarn but if you ever hear that I have been found inextricably woven into some kind of knitting project this is probably why
-- Had a sinus infection the whole fall but I'm getting better now: pretty much what I just said only with details
Anyway, no idea when or if I'll have the energy for any of that, but sketching it out is better than waiting, because waiting to have the energy demonstrably results right now in no journal entries whatsoever.
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-- The best album I encountered in 2015 is Jenny Hval's Apocalypse, girl, which is kind of like what might happen if Laurie Anderson and Kate Bush and Tori Amos had a terrifying feminist child with a peculiar yet hilarious sense of humor and an astonishing voice, and I would like to go into more detail on this
-- Line-editing other people's fiction: how much I love it, why I love it, and why it's difficult and worthwhile
-- Things The Cat Has Done While On Steroids (the cat is literally on steroids, for sound medical reasons; let's just say the behavioral effects are... not unnoticeable)
-- stuff I've read lately, featuring any, all, or none of: The Dark Forest, Liu Cixin; The White Road, Edmund de Waal; The Argonauts, Maggie Nelson; The Rest Of Us Just Live Here, Patrick Ness; Seven Footprints to Satan, A. Merritt (reread); Vathek, William Beckford (reread)
-- I looked through a book recently about arm knitting, which is where you use really giant yarn and use your own arms as needles, how cool is that, and my brain was instantly like does this mean there is some way to use one's legs as needles, because that sounds more readily visually parsable from above, and I haven't gotten round to trying it yet because probably one should try arm knitting first and I need to source really, really huge-ply yarn but if you ever hear that I have been found inextricably woven into some kind of knitting project this is probably why
-- Had a sinus infection the whole fall but I'm getting better now: pretty much what I just said only with details
Anyway, no idea when or if I'll have the energy for any of that, but sketching it out is better than waiting, because waiting to have the energy demonstrably results right now in no journal entries whatsoever.
You can comment here or at the Dreamwidth crosspost. There are