I neeeeeed it. The longing. The devotion. *grabby hands*

No but it is HIGH on my list. The Everlasting as well as The Isle in the Silver Sea. I crave them.

It's not my fault I am this way. I was raise on Camelot and King Arthur, Tamora Pierce, and Kristen Britain. I was never going to come out with normal feelings about devoted servitude.

Oop. Fealty kink reactivated.

I mean, that's like 80% of the story I'm writing anyway so... 🤷‍♂️

Part 3 in my king/knight series, this one titled "Ministrations" 😁 👑❤️⚔️

They back. 😭🥹 I love them so much.

It's also deeply delightful to me that at least a few hundred words of that was just playing at gender fuckery with a mishmash of 17th and 18th century clothing.

What even is the point of writing for pure self-indulgence if you're not going to play dress-up with your characters?

I haven't written in months. But I had an idea, and it's slow at work right now, so I started typing.

And I wrote almost 4000 words. Just for me. Just for fun. Just because it felt good to create something again. It was great.

Starshippe Captayne: "To complete thys mysterious taske given us by the council, we must fynde a strepsirrhine primate!"

Startshippe First Officer: "Aye aye, Captayne."

Starshippe Captayne: "No, just a regular lemur."

Day four of chest cold hell. Somehow being slightly more with it today is only making me more annoyed about not feeling well. More horror movies are in order to quell the rage.

Time to watch the new Conjuring movie, I think.

Finally watching Weapons and oooohhhhh no things that look like people but don't move Right. Upsetting.

Been sick with a nasty chest cold all weekend and I'm so mad. My whole glorious holiday weekend gone, spent coughing so hard I thought I was going to pull a John Hurt from that one scene in Alien.

So now that I'm finally somewhat lucid again I'm medicating with horror movies (and also actual meds).

I'm obsessed with The Works of Vermin. It's gorgeously written, but what really got me was how cleverly and carefully crafted that plot was. I stopped half way through my first read and started over because I had to see how Ennes had pulled that off. Not to mention that it smashed my heart to bits!

So good! Fully affirmed my lifetime commitment to Team Fuck You Napoleon.

I'm not sure what happened to my copy, but I guess that's an excuse to get a new one and read it again!

Cover of The Black Count: Glory, Revolution, Betrayal, and the Real Count of Monte Cristo by Tom Reiss. Cover is a black man in horseback wearing the uniform of the French revolutionary army, saber raised.

LRP: I need anyone hating on the new Count of Monte Cristo to go read The Black Count by Tom Reiss.

1) It's fascinating.
2) Educate yourselves you walnuts.

Several folks in my mentions said they quit watching the new Count of Monte Cristo on PBS because it features Black actors. My friend, you are going to be shocked when you learn the ethnicity of Alexandre Dumas.

WAY LESS SATISFYING. But seriously, what a waste of a Williams score.

That would feel so SO satisfying.

But I really do try to be a good neighbor (at least to the other the neighbors who don't do this crap). Hopefully he'll turn it down and I'll only have to hear the occasional incriminating measure or two of the score.

One of my neighbors is positively blasting one of the Harry Potter movies and, like, what the fuck dude? Bad enough he never remembers he has neighbors, always cranking his music, but now you're forcing me to listen to the the Transphobe School of Bigotry and Bullshit?

Rude.

Today I learned that in Old Norse poetry, an arrow is a "wound-bee."
That's a kenning, the Viking poets' way of naming the world through metaphor. And it gets better. 1/7
#OldNorse #Poetry #Kennings #Vikings

It's deLIGHTful and I can't wait to own a copy so I can read it whenever I want.

My Great Auntie called them "ass up a tree" birds, because they're frequently upside down like that.

1 hour left to go. So sleepy. Brain like applesauce.

Not the good cinnamon kind. Lumpy plain applesauce.

This lecture I'm sick in could have been an email... this whole CLASS could have been an email. 🫠 Help.

Embroidery of a leaf in two shades of green on a olive green linen fabric.

Blue and white embroidery of a sailing boat on a striped linen fabric.

I'm ripping out some alterations I made to a couple of linen shirts so I can redo them and I suppose the upside of the fabric being so lightweight that I keep accidentally gouging it is the spontaneous embroidery projects that are resulting from it.

This book is badass and if you haven't read it yet, you should definitely add the paperback release to you pre-orders.

because she knows only rage, world domination, and snacks

That is the glaring face of prickly defiance.

My Lino block print on white 8” x 10” Japanese paper each with a rooster viewed from the side. The rooster has a red crest, brown body and feet with blue and green under- and tail feathers. There’s a little green grass by its feet. One foot is lifted like it’s walking forward. There’s a little man who is hedgehog from the waist up, wearing boots, pants and a vest, holding bagpipes riding the rooster like a horse.

À propos of nothing, my 8” x 10” lino block print illustrates the German fairytale Hans My Hedgehog collected by the Brothers Grimm.

I love the absurdity of a half-hedgehog man riding a rooster and playing the bagpipes.

His parents desperately wanted a child, and his father foolishly wished for 🧵

Have reached the second half of season 6 of E.R. and am now officially worried about two fictional doctors played by Noah Wyle.

This is my life now.