galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (The Drake's Return)

I knew what I was talking about when I said that the boat painting would be a 4-6 week job, because we are not finished yet. However, since stripping the paint off the roof and putting on the first layer of primer, we have at least achieved the following:

  • put another layer of primer, three layers of undercoat and one layer of topcoat on the roof
  • stripped both decks down to metal and given them two coats of primer
  • stripped the starboard bow down to metal and given it two coats of primer
  • stripped the starboard side down to metal and given it two layers of primer, three layers of undercoat and three layers of topcoat. Added decoration, registry number and name-plate

Still to do

  • strip and repaint the second side
  • strip and repaint the second bow
  • strip and repaint both stern sections between the blacking and gunwale
  • strip and repaint doors (three quarters done already.)
  • two more coats of topcoat to go on the roof
  • three layers of undercoat and three of topcoat to go on the decks (non-slip)
  • strip and line water tank with food safe sealant paint

It seems like there's more to go than we've already done, but the side is the only really big thing to strip down, and that's where most of the pain and effort is required.

Mind you, it took me three days to do the decoration and signwriting alone, so we're not looking at being finished before at least August.

But, we finished the side enough to turn the boat around yesterday, so that we can now get to the other side from the walkway, and here is what we have done.

Drakes Drum old livery

The old rusty livery I've posted before, turned into the new aqua, silver-grey and purple colour scheme with the new name and the eel :)

The Drake's Return side one

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (narrowboat)


Woohoo! After over a week of sanding it down to bare metal using angle-grinders, and then rust-proofing, we put the first coat of paint on the roof this morning. This is actually primer, and it needs another layer of primer, three layers of undercoat and then three layers of what we hope is going to be a lighter, more silvery grey top coat. (Each layer takes 12 hours to dry.)

But we've started, which is something we'd begun to feel we would never be able to do. And it is already so much better than the pocked and blistered, faded rusty red paint that we took off.

Whoever had had it before Son had obviously just painted an extra layer on top of whatever paint had already been there until the paint layer was over half a centimeter thick - the worst roof paint job I've seen in almost a year on the canals. So this is already a thing of joy and my fingers are crossed that in 1+3+3 days it'll be better still.

We now have to get on with taking the paint off the sides and then priming them, one by one. And then taking the paint off the decks and gunwales and priming them. Definitely starting to think that this is more of a four or even six week job than the two weeks we had thought we would need.

Progress!

Jun. 18th, 2023 09:40 am
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Apologies again for fading in and out so much more lengthily than on previous occasions. First there was the boat moving, and now there is the boat painting. All of which requires all electronic devices to be kept in a safe (inaccessible) place so they won't accidentally be dropped in the canal/river.

(We've already lost one phone, one powerbank and one pair of prescription glasses to the water, as they fell out of pockets and even off my face. Hopefully that lesson is learned.)

Catching up from the last post, we waited for three days for an engineer to come out to us. He was like 'well, I can do you a quick fix which is good enough to get you to a boatyard, but it won't be good enough for permanent use.' So he did that and we thanked him.

Then we cancelled the painting dock that we had been heading for, that we would not now be able to reach in time. They said 'Oh, I'm sorry to hear your news, but you can get it fixed and then re-book, no problem.' Which was great.

So we turned the boat around (again, very blessed to have had this happen within winching distance of a turning hole,) and headed a day's journey back upstream to Fox's boatyard in March. They took us in, said, "Yeah, we can fix that tomorrow," and then did fix it by 9.30 am the very next day.

We thought 'hurray! We'll re-book the painting dock and we can get there by Monday next week, with one week of DH's pre-booked holiday still to go and not too much time lost.'

So we phoned the painting dock to re-book and they said, 'Oh yeah, we're not doing that any more. Sorry.'

By this time we'd been travelling 6 hours a day for a month to try to get to this damn dock (a place which was covered so you could paint in the rain, there was access to both sides of the boat at once, and electricity on tap for power tools.) We had been two days travel away from the plan going like clockwork, and now we had nothing, and had moved the boat all this way for nothing.

We loudly expressed this to anyone who was listening. Which happened to be the guys from Fox's boatyard who had been fixing the tiller. They said "We have a painting dock, you know. I mean it doesn't have cover, so you'll have to stop when it rains, and you have to turn the boat around to get to the other side, but..."

We said, "Taken! Thanks!"

And now we are moored up at Fox's boatyard for the month, and we've spent a full week getting the paint off the roof. It is so thick it had to be scraped off with an angle-grinder, (while working in 30C heat) and it really needs a final sanding before we start to put paint back on it.

But we're due thunderstorms today, so last night we put a coat of rust-proofing oil on it, which should be dry by now, and we'll pick up with sanding the gutters and then the sides tomorrow when the weather should allow it again.

Amazing progress, considering the pit of despair we were in on Friday, and massive recommendations for Fox's boatyard and marina in March, who continue to be immensely friendly and helpful.

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Ugh, the whole 'moving the boat across the country so we could put it in a wet-dock in order to sand it down to bare metal and then repaint it' lark was going so well. Today, however, the tiller has snapped off.

Thank God it didn't happen tomorrow on the tidal stretch of the river, but it still makes me wonder what other problems are lurking in the superstructure of this badly neglected boat.

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (morris - Sutton Masque)

Lovely evening at the pub tonight. We (the Ely and Littleport Riot morris dancers, along with some strays from the Sutton Masque morris dancers) normally practice on Fridays and then go to the pub afterward, which means we have our musical instruments on us, and frequently we have a sort of mini-session while we're at it. Tonight, a couple who has just moved into the area were around too, and they were so visibly overjoyed and delighted to find a music session going on that it made the whole thing seem more special to us too.

She broke out a whistle and joined in with several of the tunes. He - being a harmonica player - had a go on one of our melodeons and discovered he was a natural on it. Then we cleared some of the tables and chairs out of the way and taught her one of our dances. According to him, she had not seemed so happy for years - and of course this made us all feel excellent too.

Of course we invited them along on any further Friday they might see fit to attend, and hope to see them around again (and maybe to recruit one or both to one or the other of the morris sides involved.) I guess it must be nice, when you have moved to a new area and don't know anyone, to come across a bunch of people playing, singing and dancing, who are eager to socialize with you. But honestly even if you are a bunch of people playing, singing and dancing, it's also really nice to meet new people who think of that as something special. Everyone, I think, had a jolly good time.

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Fandom: MDZS/The Untamed

We're on the penultimate chapter by now, in which JGY and JZX's plot against Jin Guangshan comes to its fruition, and - under some pressure - JGS does the best thing he has ever done in his life.

the same last name and the same colour eyes, chapter 7

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And on a lighter note, I have begun podficcing my own Oak and Willow, which conveniently has shortish chapters that I can both record and edit in a day. Much easier than having to record for an hour at a time!

Oak and Willow being the story of Celeborn and Galadriel during the First Age of Middle-earth, told from the Sindarin point of view, with digressions to cover the invention of writing, the first rising of the sun and the moon, and so much elvish racism and politics.

First three chapters up at Ao3

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When you have a continual cruising narrowboat license, you can moor up at any spot on the canal for two weeks, but then you have to move on and find a new spot. Son is busy trying to find a new job and having doctors' appointments, having had an operation on his toe, so he has been staying with Daughter in their house. So this meant that the boat had been unoccupied for two weeks, after coming out of the boatyard.

Moving day arrives, and we tool up to move the boat. Everything's good, we find a new mooring with no problem. Son puts back most of the fabrics that had to be taken away because of being moldy. We're all feeling quite accomplished and positive about the boat's new start... and I look in the engine bay and say, "There's a lot of water in here, isn't there?"

Swooping rush of existential dread and despair.

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I can't remember who I was talking to about how nice it would be to have a community in which to share original fiction. Because the journey to writing a novel is a long, lonely one and sometimes it's nice to have a bit of company and support along the way.

I was going to make a new community for the purpose, but first I thought I should check to see if there was already anything of the sort. And it turns out that there is!

That community is [community profile] originalfiction

It was last updated 26 weeks ago, and for at least a year or so has only had one visibly active member, [personal profile] duskpeterson but there are a lot of people signed up with it who might be persuaded out of seclusion if there was activity. So perhaps rather than reinvent the wheel, the thing to do is to sign up to that one?

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Found the ugliest vase I've ever seen in the charity shop yesterday. Thought 'omg, that's the ugliest vase I've ever seen.' Then I looked at it again. And then I looked at it again and began to smile.

Then I looked at some dresses, and then I came back and looked at the ugliest vase in the world again, and decided that I absolutely loved it.

I would put daffodils in it, I thought. Daffodils would look great in that pile of elephant's dung.

So since it was only £7, I am now the proud possessor of the ugliest vase in the world, and I have put daffodils in it, and they do look great.

I am immensely pleased with this vase, and now I'm going to show it to you :)

Jolie laide vase

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Fading in and out again like I said I wouldn't. Ah well, I think I have to accept that I live up to my name (which means 'of the sea') and I'm always going to be tidal.

Partially this is because I am now writing and podficcing and trying to fit in signwriting practice, and really this is one creative activity too many in a day. I suspect that if the writing carries on, the podficcing will have to go.

Went down to the boat again on Saturday and accidentally discovered that the bilge pump had been disconnected and there was water in the bilges almost up to the base of the engine. DH managed to get it connected so we could use it on manual, and we pumped the water out, but it still isn't working on auto, so keep your fingers crossed that it doesn't fill up and sink before we can get back to it this Saturday.

On the plus side, Daughter got a cat!

Ember

I didn't think I would like a hairless cat, but I'm smitten. She's called Ember. She's two and had been used for breeding, but was being bullied by the other cats there, so the owner decided she needed to go to a better home.

She's so small and delicate, and very affectionate. She'll climb up to rub her head under your chin and purr all the time. And she does have a slight fuzz, so stroking her is more like petting a cat than like petting warm leather.

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Poll #28527 To podfic or not to podfic?
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 4


It occurs that I can podfic my own works. So, where should I start?

View Answers

Tolkien fandom (Battle of the Golden Wood)
4 (100.0%)

Stargate Universe (Survival of the Fittest)
0 (0.0%)

Star Wars Prequels (The Stolen Ones)
0 (0.0%)

Star Wars Sequels (From The Ashes)
0 (0.0%)

MCU Loki (Defying His Doom)
0 (0.0%)

Something else
0 (0.0%)

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (atrocities)

So I have not been on DW recently because I've been trying to write and podfic and practice my signwriting all at the same time and I had no energy left over. However, I do really feel like I'm back in the swing of writing (God willing) because here is another chapter of my Jin bros fic.

the same last name and the same colour eyes, Chapter three

In which Jin Guangyao attempts to lure Wei Wuxian over to the Jin side by the nefarious means of offering him a pardon and paying for the Wens to make it through the winter. Meanwhile, of course Jin Zixuan has eyes for nobody but Jiang Yanli.

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Chapter Two of the same last name and the same colour eyes is up on Ao3 here

In which, following Jin Zixuan's unexpected expression of brotherly feelings, Jin Guangyao finds himself with a second person in the Jin family whom he wishes to please. This changes things.

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Chapter Three is up here

In which Yanli teaches her husband to make dumplings, learns that he can dance, and gets delightfully drunk.

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (narrowboat)

After many engine woes, and despite the fact that Jem at the boatyard still hasn't managed to fix the idle rate so that the boat will tick over in neutral, we went down to Bates Boatyard yesterday to pick up the boat and take it away.

It went into the boatyard in September, to have the hull fixed and blacked, and the sacrificial anodes replaced. They finished doing that in about a fortnight. After which they began on the indoor work. (Making the gas piping legal and safe, fixing the shower, replacing the batteries and installing an inverter that could handle heating water for the shower.)

They did all of that by November, and we were planning to get it back then, and looking for heated sheds we could rent to do the painting. And then - when they were checking the stove to make sure it was not emitting carbon monoxide, they discovered the roof was rusted through where the stove pipe went through. So now the boat had to go back into dry dock to have the roof welded.

At that point I think, they had a look at the engine, which we had noted could not be run in neutral without stalling out. This makes mooring up very difficult. So we had asked them if they could see a way to correct the engine's idle rate. Unfortunately, as they were investigating this, the engine overheated badly, and they realized the boat could not be moved and the engine would need to be stripped to find out the cause of the overheating.

(It turned out that a couple of the pistons had been put in upside down! There was literally nothing on this boat that had been done properly.)

Of course, they hadn't budgeted time for doing engine repairs on top of everything else. So now they were having to fit in trying to repair the engine around the other jobs they had scheduled. And now it was the deepest cold of the year, the boat was frozen in, and it had been there, unheated, unoccupied, for five whole months.

(Of course the pipes burst during that time, and the boatyard had to fix those too.)

Given all that. It really wasn't in that bad a nick when we got it back.

There were some signs that people had been walking around in it in dirty boots. Son had forgotten at any point to empty the toilet, which was now disgusting. (He has a capsule toilet, and we had to lift it out, including contents, and carry it to the car to be brought home to clean.) And a lot of the bedding was moldy.

Fortunately Son had decided not to go straight back to living on board, so we have brought the moldy stuff home to be washed/thrown out as appropriate.

We moved it down a flight of six locks and found a new mooring spot just outside Tring.

  • Slight panic as the engine heated up and started smoking.
  • back to the boatyard to ask about the smoke
  • Jem looks at it and says it's probably just that the insulating wrappings around the exhaust pipe have got wet and are now steaming dry.
  • we all agree that that's what it looks like too.
  • Proceed with journey and are reassured that the smoking stops almost immediately.

The locks are only just open after being out of order over the winter, and we proceed through them in a measured and professional way. (Son at the tiller, Daughter and I manning the windlasses, opening and closing the locks.)

At the final lock a family with two small children, taking a walk along the towpath, come to watch the fun. Daughter and I explain how you have to wind the paddles of the gates up so that the water can come in and fill the lock; how you can only open the gates once the water level in the lock is the same as the water level under the boat.

We attempt to open the lock. It will not shift.

Twilight is falling. The countryside around us is silvery blue. A flight of geese passes overhead in a skirring 'v' formation.

Water is still coming into the lock, but the gates won't open. Daughter and I throw our whole backs and thighs into trying to push it. Onlookers' two children decide to help too and push with all their might while their parents look fondly on.

Eventually the parents join in too and are astonished to feel for themselves that it is just not possible to get these gates to budge.

Finally I think to myself "there's clearly still water coming in, so why isn't the water level equalizing?" and at that point I realize, "maybe it's because the water is going out through the lower gates?" I check the paddles on the lower gates, and sure enough the previous people who came this way have left them half way up.

Daughter and I roll them down, and before I can even get back to the gates, the two young infants have opened it all by themselves.

Major triumph for me and for two small children :)

That's the last lock and we're losing the light, so we moor up. I am feeling good, although exhausted. This is my first day covid -ve and it has involved quite a lot of heavy labour. Fortunately, there's a car park very close, so Daughter gets on Son's bicycle and cycles back down the towpath to fetch her car.

We load the car with moldy bedding and double-bin-bag-wrapped toilet. Then walk across the road and get a really nice, very spicy vegetable chilli and chips from the Angler's Retreat pub, before driving home.

Arrive home at 9.30pm ish with every fibromyalgic inch of my body protesting, feeling accomplished.

Today I can barely stand up, and I have promised to thoroughly wash out and bleach that toilet, but it was still worth it. It is so nice to finally have the boat back!

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (atrocities)

I hesitate to say that my writing block has broken, but I've written a thousand words a day for the past three days on this fic that asks "what if Jin Zixuan wasn't quite so self absorbed, and decided to try and be a good big brother? How would that change the events of the story?"

For some reason I am just charmed by the idea of Jin Zixuan and Jin Guangyao as the kind of brothers who actually care about each other. I've read some lovely Jin-bro fics, and I wanted to try it, as a way of feeling my way into the characters for myself.

Title is from Brotherly Love by Earl Thomas Conley

Check out the result on Ao3: the same last name and the same color eyes

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (jinn)

Working my way through Disney+ or actually working my way through Marvel and Star Wars, because if D+ had never absorbed those franchises, I would never have a lot of use for Disney itself.

Anyway, have now watched

  1. Obi-Wan Kenobi, the series - was okay but nothing special. Watched the whole series mainly to finally see Qui-Gon come back as a Force ghost. And Oh Boy, they really did make me watch the whole series for it, as it happened about three seconds from the end. Solidly entertaining, but never going to set the world alight. It was nice to see Ewan McGregor back though.

  2. Thor, Blood and Thunder. I followed the Thor comics back in the 1980s and Journey Into Mystery (the Loki comics) in the early 2020s, and was a big fan of the first Thor movie (wrote a lot of Loki fic), but I didn't like this. Thor came across as a big self-absorbed jerk, and I personally don't really find Taika Waititi's humour very funny. So yeah, it was very colourful but would not watch again.

  3. Dr. Strange and the Multiverse of Madness - honestly kind of boring, but then I don't really care about the Scarlet Witch, or the snap or any of that post Avengers stuff. Again, very colourful and pretty, but did not engage my emotions.

  4. Ant Man - I really expected not to like this one, but surprisingly I enjoyed it a lot. The hero actually was likeable and his band of quirky sidekicks were lovable. I liked Hope very much and was glad that she will get her own suit in the next one. And the ants were like being continually in the middle of a herd of puppies. Will now go and watch Ant Man and the Wasp.

  5. Wakanda Forever - I watched this first in the cinema, but it was nice to be able to see it again. It benefits from being on the big screen but it's still a fantastic movie even without that extra element of grandeur.

I'm enjoying catching up on all the Marvel movies I missed when I stopped going to see them at the cinema. I'm not really enjoying the Star Wars content all that much because it all feels very cookie-cutter and unimaginative, which is a great shame for a franchise that began by blowing the competition out of the water with its vision.

Any recommendations for what else I should watch while I still have my month's free subscription?

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (podfic)

Part Two of the Peony to Lotus verse by Deriliarch. In part one, Flower of Another Kind Jin Guangyao is married off to Jiang Yanli as if to get him out of Koi Tower as fast as possible. Jiang Yanli decides to make the best of things.

Meanwhile, in this fic, Jiang Yanli and Jin Guangyao decide to begin courtship, slightly out of order. But exposing themselves to the possibility of being loved also means running headlong into all the ways they've been taught they are not worthy of it.

This whole series is a favourite of mine because I just want to see if the entire cultivation world could have been saved by someone being kind to JGY, and this is a lovely, warm, delighted and delightful look at that.

I was quite happy to podfic the whole series, but luckily there is already an excellent podfic of the first story Flower of Another Kind, narrated by Sisi_rambles so I decided to start with story number 2.

The music used is Delicate Tender Calm Beautiful Strings Heartwarming Music, by REDproductions on Pixabay

Chapter One is up here

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (celeborn - tell us the full tale)

Thought I would make a list of all the things that bug me about RoP, because I need to vent to someone.

  1. Male elves with short hair. Why is this really annoying? Because Tolkien went to the trouble of saying that their long hair is a sign of vigor and beauty for them. Finrod, Fingon, Fingolfin are all high Noldorin lords, and even their names revolve about how beautiful their hair is. In other words having long hair is very important in elvish culture. Why sacrifice that for no good reason?

  2. Why do Celebrimbor and Gil-Galad look so much older than Galadriel, when in fact Celebrimbor is about the same age as her (?) and Gil-Galad is her nephew? And specifically, when canonically, elves do not show signs of age until they are absolutely ancient. Is this like 'oh no, how will they look properly authoritative if we don't make them middle aged?!' What about 'elves are immortal and beautiful' is so hard to understand? And why exactly are we not allowed to have beautiful elf lords but it's so vitally important to have beautiful elf ladies? (We know why, but I'm still rolling my eyes.)

  3. How the f*#k does Gil-Galad have the authority to force Galadriel to go back to Valinor, when she is an Exile and her inability and the other Noldor's inability to go home is a huge, HUGE, important plot point throughout the Silm and LotR both. Way to completely miss one of the overarching tragedies of the entire Noldor people.

  4. What is this nonsense about the elves all being about to die or forced to go back to Valinor without mithril? See above about how their Exile and their Oath is still making that completely impossible. Also, mithril is a precious metal that is more beautiful than silver and harder than steel - that's enough for it to be politically important and something that people covet. Way to turn it into yet another magical item and somehow absolve the elves and the dwarves both of the responsibility of their greed.

  5. I mean there is a lot of stripping of the Silmarillion elves magnificent jerkishness. It's a different book from LotR and the Silmarillion elves are proud, ruthless, dangerous, sometimes murderous, but you would not know it from this series, where they all behave just like LotR elves.

  6. There's no acknowledgement that there are different kingdoms and kinds of elves who are in strained diplomatic relations with each other. Where is there any awareness of the kind of politics that is going on in the Second Age?

  7. Where is any awareness of what the beef between the elves and dwarves is actually about? Is it really better to present it as some kind of irrational prejudice, rather than the result of elves having hunted dwarves for sport in the past, and dwarves having sacked Doriath and killed King Thingol fairly recently? I know that introducing that would complicate the whole "elves and dwarves are all good people!" thing, but complication is what you get when you choose to tackle the Silmarillion, which is essentially Tolkien's Game of Thrones.

  8. Argh! How is it that Celebrimbor, who is a master smith, doesn't know how ores work? For goodness sake, people, make some attempt to depict forging accurately in a story where smithcraft is also a huge plot point.

  9. Galadriel was in effing Lorien when the three rings were made.

  10. Forever sore that we did not get the story of Celebrimbor usurping the rule of Eregion from Celeborn and Galadriel that we should have got, which lead to Galadriel and Celebrian fleeing Eregion through Khazad-Dum to go and prepare a refuge in Lorenindorinan. While Celeborn stayed in Eregion and was on hand to fight Sauron when he revealed himself and came against Eregion with an army and the body of Celebrimbor impaled on a pole as his standard. Instead we get this wishy-washy crap where the entire army of Numenor decides to go and rescue a small village in (what will become) Mordor, despite the fact that nobody on the spot has even asked for aid.

Am I less annoyed now that I've got this all out? No, not really.

Here is a series of blogs by an actual historian talking about the many things that annoyed him

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (podfic)

Huzzah! I have finished recording and editing my podfic of Last of our Kind, by Shiome

I've also gathered all the links into Chapter One, so you only need to have one Ao3 page open on your device to get access to the links for every chapter. (IDK, it's a feature I've appreciated when other podficcers do it.)

This has taken over 14 weeks because there was time off over Christmas, but I'm very proud of it. I even did the voices :)

So without more ado

Full and complete podfic of Last of Our Kind by Shiome, podfic by Galadhir

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It being the day before Candlemas today, I've taken my Christmas decorations down. As we're both suffering from covid, this took the form of 'takes down tinsel, rests for two hours, takes down tree, rests for another two hours, takes ornaments off the tree outside, rests again.'

It's all down and packed up now, but goodness knows how long it will be before we get the boxes upstairs to the attic.

I'm having a little rest atm, but when I can, I'll put the this is not a Christmas tree, it's a spring tree" up.

"this is not a Christmas tree, it's a spring tree"

This, along with a single string of white fairy lights, is my 'something around here has to be bright and beautiful until the flowers come back' mental health resource until it gets light and bright enough outside for me to feel I don't need it.

February is the longest month of the year (we don't usually get even snowdrops til March) and this really helps get through it.

galadhir: Colonel Young from Stargate SGU against a dark background, face lit by a golden beam of light (Young)

Challenge #15

In your own space, opine on the future of fandom.

Honestly, I have no idea. I hope that Ao3 will be with us for a long time, but apart from that everything is in flux. The truth is that the future I see is war in Europe, possibly nuclear, and maybe fandom will survive as Riddley Scott-type scripture in the wilderness, and I will have other things to worry about.

Nobody ever accused me of being an optimist :)

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Fandom Wrap Challenge

Everyone seems to have jumped on the 'wrap' bandwagon after Spotify has been doing it for all these years. I got 'wraps' from Reddit, Duolingo, Tumblr, and more. We don't have any scientific algorithms here, but we can do what we do best - estimate and make stuff up to fill in the holes!

Presenting the [community profile] snowflake_challenge's Fandom Wrap! Fill in your top 5 (or less. Or more, we're not picky) in each category. If you'd like to make up your own top 5 category, please do!

What were your top 5 fandoms for 2022 based on the amount of time you interacted with them?

  1. I started the year still with General Hux (Star Wars: The Force Awakens, Kylux and Gingerpilot) where I was writing fanfic.
  2. then I wandered off to read a lot of stuff in the Murderbot fandom, while mostly lurking
  3. and a bit of stuff in The Goblin Emperor, where I also lurked
  4. The Untamed came in hard at the end of the year, and I tried a bit of fanfic but have mostly contributed by podficcing 5.

What were your top 5 fandom spaces (Discord, Twitter, etc.) you experienced fandom in terms of time spent?

  1. The year started on Tumblr, where I had a nice little community of people who discussed the First Order with me. But they all drifted off to other fandoms.
  2. after which I tried to get into Mastodon (where I already had an account from three years ago when my fandom was permaculture.) But kept drifting back to Tumblr for the instant dopamine response and the fact that I didn't have to put much effort in.
  3. Briefly tried to get into The Untamed fandom on Twitter, just before Twitter went nuclear
  4. Eventually decided that if fandom places were all doomed to collapse, I would come back to DW, which had survived ever since LJ went down and looked like a good candidate for a social-media-of-our-own

What are the top 5 things you did to contribute to fandom in terms of time? Did you write? Comment? Send positive energy into the universe? Create art?

  1. I'm in the grip of crippling writers' block and hadn't found another way of contributing until I discovered podficcing. Late in the year I did discover podficcing, and I've been doing that since September
  2. I do comment when I have the spoons to do so
  3. Occasionally I make icons, but as they are for really obscure fandoms I mostly end up using them myself

What were your top 5 most appreciated fandom contributions? (i.e. in terms of likes, kudos, reblogs, comments, etc.)

  1. Definitely the podfic of Last of Our Kind by Shiome. She has been a huge support and cheerleader, and I've had a lot more comments than I ever imagined.

Have a Top 5 List you'd like to share?? By all means!

Media I can remember and enjoyed from 2022 (some of which was watched on Netflix)

  1. Wakanda Forever (briefly thought about writing Namor/M'Baku, but see above re writer's block)
  2. The Untamed (attempted to write for this too and managed a single short. Then gave up.)
  3. Warrior Nun (fun enough)
  4. Winx Club (also fun enough)
  5. Amazon's Rings of Power - made me wish to start writing Celeborn again, out of spite, but did not actually manage to make me do so.
galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (buzzcut)

Went into London on Thursday evening, to stay over in a hotel so we could be dressed and ready for son's Masters Degree graduation at 9.45 on Friday morning. Son and daughter met us at the hotel and we had a nice evening just chatting at the bar.

Even with the hotel we had to get up pretty early in order to get to the Royal Festival Hall via Docklands Light Railway and the Jubilee line.

Son, who has just had an operation on his foot, was in a medical shoe most of the day, but swapped it out for a normal shoe to cross the stage and get his photos taken.

Graduation ceremonies have become a lot less cold and formal since I had mine. There were people in the audience cheering as their graduate crossed the stage, and graduates doing little dances before they got their formal handshake/bow. It was a change I approve of, I think. We ought to be able to enjoy our triumphs, I think, instead of making even our celebrations feel like an ordeal.

There was still an awful lot of clapping to be done!

Nice speeches and a very warm atmosphere. And of course we(me, DH, daughter) were all extremely proud of him.

Reed in cap and gown

Then we went to Kintan (Japanese barbeque restaurant on Oxford Square) for lunch - which is a great option for the three meat eaters, and does spicy vegetable noodles and barbeque-your-own halloumi for the vegetarians :)

After which we caught the new Elizabeth line back to the DLR, mainly so we could check out London's newest tube line (very like all the other tube lines except cleaner and roomier.) And thus back to the cars and back home.

Then it was Saturday, and DH got up and got dressed for the Mark Jones Day of Dance and then half way through tying string round his knees he said "You know, I don't actually feel very well."

He was testing negative only the day before, and I was testing negative until yesterday, but he got the red line on Saturday, and I got it today, and to cut a long story short, we are now both grounded with Covid.

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (celeborn - tell us the full tale)

Just watched the last of Amazon's Rings of Power. Good God, they really did just make the whole thing up, didn't they?

What kind of hellworld do we live in that a big corporation can spend millions just to buy rights to a deeply beloved book so it can comprehensively misrepresent it in the most expensive way possible? I can't even call it fanfiction because whoever wrote this can't have actually been a fan.

Why couldn't they have written a story that they did have the rights to? And then they could have made something that could have lived with the actual canon.

GDI Amazon.

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (atrocities)

In your own space, rec three fanworks that you did not create.

I was tempted to rec Last of Our Kind by Shiome, because I'm so fond of that one that I'm podficcing it. But otoh, I'm podficcing it, so idk whether that might count as self promotion. I'm going to play it safe and choose some other ones.

There are a number of really good Meng Yao redemption fics which I could recommend, but I think you would have to know the canon to really enjoy them, so I'm going to rec

  1. Meng Yao vs. the Board of the HOA, by Ariaste which is a delightful modern AU in which Lan Xichen is married to Meng Yao, Lan Wangji is married to Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian and Meng Yao are totally not friends, and Meng Yao has a grudge against the local housing association which won't allow Lan Xichen to fulfil his house-husbandly dreams of growing his own organic tomatoes in the garden.

  2. We Desperately Tried to Convince the Rest, by SunderedAndUndone in the spirit of 'the more obscure the better' this is a fanfic for The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance. In which, a long time ago a race of beings decided to split off their good parts from their evil parts, so that they could be entirely good. But what they created was a race of Skeksis, who were full of all the flaws and the energy and drive, and Mystics who were extremely good but also kind of torpid and inclined not to interfere with anything at all. So the Skeksis conquered the world and started to drain its life energy via the dark crystal. In this story, one of the Skeksis, Skek-Gra and his opposite half among the Mystics, Ur-Goh decide to visit the Mystics and try to persuade them to re-unite with their other halves in order to save the world. Skek-Gra is hilarious, and Ur-Goh is extremely lovable, and the philosophical conundrums of having to reconcile the good and evil inside a single being are really interesting and beautifully handled.

  3. Function by FigOwl a lovely story in which SecUnit 003 (aka Three) from the Murderbot diaries goes through its own journey toward selfhood, overcoming a great deal of trauma on the way, with the help of music and a found family of highly augmented transhuman hackers.

galadhir: Colonel Young from Stargate SGU against a dark background, face lit by a golden beam of light (Young)

[personal profile] makamu did an amazing vid rec post here and challenged me to do one too. So here it is :)

I will also start with a multifandom one. I watch almost exclusively science fiction and fantasy canons, and I come back to this one often for the sheer high adrenaline white knuckle joy that it provides.

Multifandom

Starships - a multifandom space vid by bironic

and having said that I watch mostly SF/F, I do have an occasional foray into Jane Austen, and I couldn't leave this video out. A multifandom costume drama vid set to 'It's Raining Men'

Read more... )

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Now that I'm spending most of my social media time here instead of on Tumblr, I figured it was time to support DW with a paid subscription. As a result, I have lots more icon slots. Hurray!

So it was time to make more icons. And as [community profile] your_favourites were running a competition with a theme of 'favourite hairstyles' I thought I would combine icon making with taking part in a community for a change. But I also thought I'd post them here for anyone who wasn't part of that community.

Two buzzcuts sported by Colonel Young and Lieutenant Scott of Stargate SGU. And two different ways to wear Nie braids, by Meng Yao and Nie Mingjue.

Young Scott Meng Yao Nie Mingjue

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (Octopus)

Snowflake Challenge promotional banner with image of crystal snowflakes on green leaves on a dark blue background. Text: Snowflake Challenge January 1-31.

In your own space, Talk about your favorite trope, cliché, kink, motif, or theme.

This is difficult because I don't tend to think in terms of tropes or themes, but having gone through TV Tropes list of fanfic tropes, I've picked a few.

  1. Fix it - everybody lives My favourite characters always die, usually half way through. Qui-Gon, Norrington, Loki (even canon couldn't keep him down but I didn't know that at the time), Hux, Jin Guangyao... pretty much if I love any character it's a death warrant. Therefore I have to write fix it fic where they either don't die or they come back.

  2. Hurt/Comfort where the hurt is minimal and got out of the way quickly (maybe even explained in flashback if necessary) and the comfort can be either physical or psychological. Ie, unlike in canon, people are actually nice to my blorbo for the first time ever. This often leads to

  3. Villain redemption. I don't want the villain to have to grovel and repent on their knees and spend the rest of their lives in sackcloth, because so many of the villains I love are villains because they were treated like shit in their lives. I want them to get some therapy in which they are comforted and told that they too are valuable people who can make a real contribution to society, and then shown - maybe by someone who is willing to be their external conscience - how to put their considerable talents to work to improve society rather than destroy it.

  4. There doesn't seem to be a name for this trope, but most of my fics are examples of this: Two people with extremely opposing views are put into a situation where they are forced to talk to each other and explain their points of view. I don't really mind if they can't reconcile in the end, but I just want people to be allowed to explain themselves.

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (Murderbot - the feed)

Argh! So fed up of people misgendering Murderbot! So fed up in fact that I just left a long comment on a YouTube video to that effect. The guy had done a long video enthusing about how great the Murderbot diaries were - which was great - but calling MB 'he' throughout. And clearly someone had challenged him on it before because he had a bit about how it was agender and he knew of a lot of people who called it 'she' because they identified with it more that way.

Meanwhile I'm like "It calls itself 'it'! It calls itself 'it' consistently throughout every single book, so what about that indicates that its pronouns are anything other than 'it'?

Why do so many people see a character who is vocal about having no gender and no sexuality, and who calls itself 'it' through five different books, and think "oh, clearly I can call this character 'him' or 'her' or even 'they' according to my whim?"

I'm just like, what kind of reading comprehension do you have if you ignore every single time the character is referred to throughout its own series, in favour of choosing a pronoun to suit yourself? What kind of entitlement? As a fellow agender person it absolutely infuriates me.

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (xiyao)

In your own space, create a fanwork. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.

This was hard because I have not written anything for what feels like years, and I couldn't really think of anything to write now. So here is a Jin Guangyao drabble. Imagine he's also been resurrected, WWX style, in a spare Lan body.

Jin Guanyao examined his new body in the ice. Taller than his last, and toned by a lifetime of Lan cultivation. The hair was a bluer ebony than his own, and the face… the face bore no resemblance to his mother at all. He hated it for that.

“You still look to me like yourself,” Lan Xichen had said, and he supposed there was an echo in his smile. “But is it not good, to be free to create a new life to match?”

Yet they will find me, er-ge he did not say and it will all begin again

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (Murderbot - the feed)

DH expressed bafflement as to how I could continue to work outside in the conservatory, with snow on the ground while either sewing or signpainting. It's the only place we've got a big enough table to do these things, but it's completely unheated, whereas he tends to feel cold while sitting upstairs in the spare bedroom/office.

I said my secret was the banyan (18th Century house coat) I had made for myself many years ago when I found myself cold in the house. Then I said I would make him one too. Read more... )

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (narrowboat)

In your own space, celebrate a personal win from the past year: it can be a list of fanworks you're especially proud of, time you spent in the community, a quality or skill you cultivated in yourself, something you generally feel went well.

  1. Helped move my daughter into her first house. That went really well because we did it all without movers over the course of about a week, driving back and forth from Cambridgeshire to London several times a day in the hottest of the hot weather.

  2. Made a good start on converting a sad old narrowboat - which had been stationary and on shore electric hookup - back into a boat that could function off grid. It isn't finished yet, but the fact that my son could live on it for most of the summer was down to everyone in the family suddenly learning a lot of new skills.

  3. Made a good start at learning signwriting. I may still be apprentice-level, but if you needed a no-nonsense shop name painted on your building (or a name painted on your narrowboat) I now have that skill.

galadhir: a beautiful elf with brown skin and black eyes stares at the viewer, a tiny luminous fairy on her right hand side (elf queen)
In your own space, create a quiz or a poll (or tell us your thoughts about answering quizzes/polls).

Weighing up who receives the prize of a Golden Apple and title of best villain of 2023, out of a choice of villains that Galadhir loves.

Poll #28221 Golden Apple
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 9


Who is the prettiest?

View Answers

Jin Guangyao
3 (33.3%)

General Hux
2 (22.2%)

MCU Loki
0 (0.0%)

Killmonger
2 (22.2%)

Namor
2 (22.2%)

Who is the most evil?

View Answers

Jin Guangyao
2 (22.2%)

General Hux
7 (77.8%)

MCU Loki
0 (0.0%)

Killmonger
0 (0.0%)

Namor
0 (0.0%)

Whose backstory is the most tragic?

View Answers

Jin Guangyao
2 (22.2%)

General Hux
1 (11.1%)

MCU Loki
2 (22.2%)

Killmonger
3 (33.3%)

Namor
1 (11.1%)

All round best villain in your opinion?

View Answers

Jin Guangyao
3 (33.3%)

General Hux
1 (11.1%)

MCU Loki
2 (22.2%)

Killmonger
3 (33.3%)

Namor
0 (0.0%)

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (morris)

Straw Bear 2023 started with a downpour in which the entire procession got soaking wet. Including a friend's melodeon (melodeons have paper bellows, so this is not good.) The Riot fielded six dancers, four of whom danced in the procession and the other two (one of whom was me) carried all the bags, coats etc.

I tried to play the whistle with the musicians at the same time, but what with the heavy packs and the water going down my fipple it was too hard and I had to leave it up to the rest of the musicians. At least our melodeon player was buried under a waterproof poncho, which was fastened around the instrument's straps so it wouldn't billow in the wind, and his instrument remained dry.

First session in the morning was at the Ivyleaf, fortunately indoors because the downpour continued, and I must say I enjoyed being out of the cold, somewhere where we could sit down between dances.

By the second session the rain had cleared up so we were thrown out on the streets to dance around the town.

I'm with Ely & Littleport Riot and DH is with Mepal Molly, but fortunately the two sides are so intertwined that they decided to send us round together. (We share musicians and at least one dancer.) It's nice.

11 year old Ivor was dancing with Mepal Molly this year, which is hilarious as the rest of them are silver haired and bearded and look like decrepid ancient farm labourers (which is what the original Mepal Molly were.) Ivor seemed to have a great time at least.

Third session in the afternoon was in a street that acted like a wind tunnel, and as we were all still damp from the morning it started to get very cold. Then there was a final dance in the market square, by which time the cold had sunk deep in the marrow of my bones and I knew I would never get warm again without soaking in a scorching bath.

Fortunately by that time we were ready to go home. So I've had the bath and am now warm again, with an ibuprofen for my aching feet. Altogether a very satisfactory day, even though it was much smaller this year, post covid.

There were only two bears this year, a big and a baby bear, but whoever was inside the big bear was giving it his all, because I've never seen such vigorous dancing from a straw bear. He was an unusually shaggy bear with the heads of the wheat left on. They're going to burn him in private tomorrow, instead of the usual public immolation, which doesn't worry me because I think the whole burning thing is creepy and I never turn up for it anyway.

More about the festival here

galadhir: a beautiful elf with brown skin and black eyes stares at the viewer, a tiny luminous fairy on her right hand side (elf queen)

In your own space, post the results of your fandom scavenger hunt. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.

Search in your current space, whether brick-and-mortar or digital. Post a picture or description of something that is or represents:

1. A favorite character

Colonel Everett Young

Oddly I still have a really deep fondness for this guy - Colonel Everett Young from Stargate SGU, who is an absolute disaster, but by God he tries hard. Read more... )

galadhir: The comedian Bill Bailey holds up a hand lettered sign that says Oh No! (He has just locked his boss out of the building.) (Oh no!)

Testing writing stuff in markdown - this is a header

Here is an inspirational quote. This bit is italic and this bit is bold

I've been learning markdown here - that was a link

If it works it does seem like it's easier than html, but I am more confident with html. - this is a slightly smaller header

Read more... )

And the html code for the cut works fine despite this being the markdown version of the entry form.

galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (narrowboat)
Snowflake Challenge promotional banner with image of ice covered tree branches and falling snowflakes on a blue background. Text: Snowflake Challenge January 1-31.

Fandom is a fantastic place, and something that brought many of us together. Fandom is also a huge place made up of amazing and creative people doing incredible things. Anything goes, writing, podficcing, artwork, beta reading, commenting, general squee and so much more. It all combines to help make fandom the brilliant thing that it is.

The problem is, sometimes it's hard to find the places which enable you to indulge your passions. Hopefully, this challenge will help that. So, for example, tell us about a stock image place you enjoy, or a favourite archive. Is there a rec list you keep going back to, an online space where you enjoy a chat or a podcast series that always makes your day?

Pixabay is just amazing, with free images and even free music. I use it a lot for music for intros and outros (?) of my podcasts.

Podcasts I really enjoy:

Maintenance Phase Wellness and weight loss,
debunked and decoded.

The three patch podcast Started out as a Sherlock podcast, but has become a more general fandom podcast. They had a very entertaining episode about The Untamed.
.
Nighttime on Still Waters This is the Narrowboat 'Erica' narrowcasting into the night from somewhere on Britain's canals and waterways.
A podcast that gently explores life afloat (and on land), the elements, nature, and, most of all, the beauties of the night.
galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (xiyao)
Snowflake Challenge promotional banner with image of three snowmen and two robins with snowflakes. Text: Snowflake Challenge January 1-31.

If you got the opportunity to add one thing to the canon of any of your fandoms, what would that be? Maybe there’s a character who didn’t get much of a backstory/storyline and you’d like to do something with them, maybe a show was axed too soon and you had thoughts on what could happen in a subsequent season, maybe there’s a new episode you’d like to have added.

Challenge #4

In your own space, add something to your fandom’s canon.

I mean it's not exactly unexpected but I would like a happy ending for Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen.

I would like Celeborn's battle against the forces of Dol Guldur to make it out of the appendicies of LotR and into the main story so he could have his one moment of awesome.

I would like General Hux to have his moment of awesome to set against all the canon that makes him look ridiculous and pathetic.

I would like Therem Harth rem ir Estraven to survive to welcome the visitors from outer space.

I would take Norrington and his lieutenants out of the other Pirates of the Caribbean movies so that none of what happened to any of them in the sequels happened, and I could leave them sailing home in triumph with a ship ballasted in gold.

Ianto Jones would live.

The Loki series would be written by someone who appreciated his character for what it is instead of trying to mold it into some new more acceptable form. Preferably whoever wrote the Journey Into Mystery series in the comics.

I wouldn't change anything about Stargate Universe. That series built and ended beautifully.
galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (Default)
Challenge #3

In your own space, Scream Into the Void. Get it all out. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.

I know Snowflake is sunshine and rainbows and singing from the rooftops all the lovely and brilliant that is being in a fandom. But, let’s be honest. Sometimes--like with other things--there are sucky parts, heartbreak parts and just plain UGH parts. Rather than holding onto those slights and resentments, or burying them and pretending they don’t exist, just to have them slowly and almost imperceptibly seep into the rest of the challenges this month, why don’t we just let it all out?

For those of us who celebrate Festivus for the rest of us, this will be familiar. We call it “Airing of Grievances” and it is actually very satisfying, whether you do it tongue in cheek, get introspective or just literally scream.
Read more... )
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Woohoo! Chapter ten is up today. Only four more to go and it will be complete (and I'll actually be able to listen to this story from start to finish - the main reason why I started podficcing it in the first place.)

Chapter 10: A Rope That Wears Thin
Summary:

If the journey so far is any indication, memories will come unbidden, and he can do nothing but receive them at their whim.

In his weakest moments, Meng Yao wishes he didn’t remember a thing.

Wishes it could just be this: handsome, kind Lan Xichen and himself, traveling the land without horrors weighing on their hearts. Spending the days close and the nights closer.



Chapter Ten is up here
galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (tree)
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Challenge #2

In your own space, write a promo, manifesto or primer for your fave character, ship or fandom. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.

Because he's been disappeared from Amazon's Rings of Power, I'll do my favourite elf, Celeborn.

by Drazenka Kimpel

Not in any order

1. Look at him
2. The hair of the Lord Celeborn was of silver, long and bright.
3. Prince of Doriath, one of the very few named characters to have known Middle-earth before the sun and moon, and yet to potentially still be here on earth with us. He would have known Elu Thingol as a beloved relative, to have seen the invention of writing by Daeron, would have belonged to an ancient oral culture that evolved in complete separation from the cultures in Valinor

4. Or was he actually a Nandor elf who had lived in Lothlorien since the world was made? Wouldn't that make for fascinating reading, considering how much racism the Valinorian elves have for even the Sindar. That would make him a really controversial choice of husband for one of the proud Noldor's princesses!

5. Or was he a Teleri prince who returned to Middle-earth with Galadriel with the Valar's blessing? That's a whole new raft of stories.

6. Hot tempered (look at the way he blows up at Gimli) and yet known as 'The Wise.' How does that work? What does wisdom look like when it's coupled with a temperament that's prone to offend people? Given that he's wise, does anyone actually listen to him? Can we find examples of places in canon where Celeborn's wisdom makes a difference? (In fact we can, for example when he stays behind in order to be the one who takes charge of the evacuation of Eregion, meaning that though the kingdom is destroyed by Sauron, a lot of the people get away.

I love the fact that he is ancient and wise, and yet still fiercely engaged with the world. I love the fact that he comes from a culture that is routinely treated as second rate by the Noldor, and yet one which has its own values and heroes. I love the fact that his marriage to Galadriel is in essence a mixed marriage with all the tensions that causes, and that he has to navigate first, second and third age in that awkward middle place. That's worth writing about!

And to be a little more coherent, here are two pieces of meta I prepared earlier:
Prince Valium? (A book-based character study of Celeborn).

That tall fellow next to Galadriel: A short essay about Celeborn
galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (Default)
Frustratingly unable to get back to my regular routine of cycling Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, as DH was ill yesterday and today it's raining. Hopefully I can start again tomorrow. It does make me feel better as well as keeping my knees in working order.

Made my first combination of signwriting and Roses & Castles decoration to go in my Etsy shop:



I find it very hard to do something just for the sake of it. I only manage to cycle three times a week because I linked it with the task of getting groceries, so I know I need to cycle into town or we won't have bread. So I'm hoping that as far as signwriting goes, I'll get some commissions of the Rose & Castles stuff and that will also force/help me to practice signwriting from the drawing out stage to the painting stage.

I'm going to make a few ready made things too that can go in the shop, and that too will force/help me to keep up my practice and continue to improve. People have bought the plain Roses & Castles stuff, so it seems to me that having the option to have words on it as well can only be a bonus :)

Waiting for Snowflake Challenge #2 to come up...
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  • Transformative Works Policy: [what is it, where is it posted]


  • I'm not sure I have anything as grand as a policy, but on Ao3 I do say "If anything I write makes you want to write or draw your own stuff, feel free. Likewise if you'd like to include it in a podcast or podfic it. I would be completely flattered and would love to hear about it."

  • Current Passion [not necessarily fandom or fannish, but anything that takes up your time and thoughts - e.g. knitting, interpretive dance, meta about a movie that doesn't exist, or you know, one that does]


  • My blorbo of the moment is Jin Guangyao, and I am gnawing my way through every fic on Ao3 that contains him like the very hungry caterpillar through a leaf. (Skipping the ones in which he is a moustache twirling villain.) Then I'm podficcing my favourites.

    Having had a professional writing career and burning out, I'm now trying to retrain as a signwriter, so that's something I try to practice every day. I'm also trying to learn to play the melodeon. And in my spare spare time I can be found morris dancing. This year I imagine there will also be a lot of narrowboat-fettling as I try to help my son make his boat livable.

  • Where to Find Me: [what platform do you use the most, or what platform do you use for different purposes?]


  • I use Tumblr when I just want to scroll through pretty things and rest my brain, Dreamwidth when I want to actually interact with people, and Mastodon mainly because I like the idea of decentralized internet, but I've not really connected with it.

  • Master List: [for fic, for art, for recs, or anything else]


  • Fic and podfic are on Ao3
    For everything else, I have a Website Of My Own at Galadhir's Home On The Net
  • Anything Else: [anything else you'd like to include]


Happy New Year to everyone. Here's hoping this year will be better than last :)
galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (morning hux)
2022 was a more or less normal year until June, when my daughter and son were both kicked out of the shared house they were renting with friends in London.

My daughter and partner work remotely, and were in a position to buy a small house here in the Fens where the property prices are lower, so June was spent moving boxes and cleaning the rented place to try to make sure they got their deposit back. The new house has a problem where one of the walls is slowly falling off, but again, that made it cheaper. They've booked the builders to come and pin it back on, and scaffolding is up. Inside, they've started decorating in a kind of dark academia style. She is very happy to be back where she grew up, and I'm happy to have her only 20 minutes drive away. So that was a big positive of the year.

My son bought a narrowboat, with the aim to live on it and cruise around London while he continued his job which required him to go physically into an office in London. This was also a cheap fixer-upper project boat, and unfortunately it has not gone as well. Nothing on it worked, and he barely got it into the boatyard to have the hull repaired before the engine broke down, and long story short it's been in the boatyard since September, leaving him homeless.

He's been staying with his sister, but his car broke down due to the long commute, and now he's lost his job as well. So for him it's been over six months of disappointment and misery. And that means it's been over six months of sympathetic disappointment and concern for me too.

My number one concern for 2023, therefore, is that it needs to be the year when we get the boat functional and help him find a job he can do while on it.

I suppose it's not hugely helpful for me to have my number one goal for the year be something to do with someone else's life. The therapist might have something to say about that. But it's hard not to worry about your children even when they are all grown up and having their own mid-twenties disasters.

With that all in mind, my aims for 2023 are

1. Help my son get settled.
2. More practice with the signwriting, possibly starting up a little business doing sign writing and canal art.
3. Find some form of strengthening exercise that I can do with the hernia.
4. Finish podficcing Last of our kind and maybe do Derillarch's Jiang Yanli/Jin Guangyao series, and some more favourites after that if I'm still into the Untamed by then.
5. Maybe start writing again?
galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (Default)
I bought the plaid and made the dungarees from it! Lined in dark green lining material. The fleece material for the other ones had cost £6 a metre, and the plaid flannel for these cost £4m with the lining material at £2m. So as I had figured out I needed less material than I thought last time, they turned out cheaper. (Just over £12, as I bought the shoulder straps instead of making them.)



I love them and I wore them for the traditional Christmas Eve mummer's play (in which I played The Fool.) A woman actually stopped me as I was going out the door to say that she liked them. So that's a big success :)

However, while the dungarees are great, it's still a bit boring to be wearing nothing but dungarees all winter. So thanks to some of the links [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith showed me, I'm attempting to edge into lagenlook territory.

I had initially misunderstood, because in the UK when you say 'lagenlook' you usually mean the clothing line, 'Lagenlook'. https://lagenlookclothinguk.co.uk/ And while I do like their stuff, I can't really afford to get a whole wardrobe from there.

But having read the links, I have finally realized that it's not a fashion brand, it's a way of dressing with whatever you have on hand.

I have this hernia that means that pressure around my mid section is not a good idea, which means that following the Blue Fish guidelines of starting with pants and a tank is not on. But that doesn't mean I can't achieve winter warmth with long dresses and long socks. So I've dug out my summer dresses and the longest of my sweaters and I'm now experimenting with wearing them in layers on top of each other.

I've always admired that many layered Earth Mother look when I've seen other people wearing it, so while I'm not hugely happy about the hernia, I am glad to have been positively forced to take up a style I'd only been avoiding because I thought it cost too much. If I can manage a budget version of my own, I think I'll call that a plus.
galadhir: a blue octopus sits in a golden armchair reading a black backed novel (morris)
It's being a very weird Christmas this year.

Firstly, our daughter is at her in-laws for Christmas and is coming back up here on the 27th, so we're not celebrating until the 28th, when we can all be together. This made yesterday (the actual 25th) a very low-key affair of just eating nicer snacks and watching Christmas media (Knives Out and the Great Christmas Pottery Throw Down.) And only opening presents from Gran, so we could thank her on the phone. All other presents are being saved for Second Christmas.

Secondly, I must have slept on a mosquito, or something, because I have been bitten hundreds of times on my right cheekbone, brow and eyesocket. I don't deal well with bites in general, and my face has swollen up - my eye is swollen nearly shut. The bones of my face hurt and it's not really adding to my festive mood.

Still, today is the Boxing Day dance-out, when we will dance next to the river for about an hour and then go to the pub to play tunes, and that's always fun. People who are taking their post-Christmas 'oh God, if we don't get out for a bit we'll go mad' stroll are always pleased to see us.

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