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Cimorene ([personal profile] cimorene) wrote2025-12-19 02:15 pm
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More about the Golden Age detective fiction context of Wake Up Dead Man

I've been thinking about Wake Up Dead Man some more even though I haven't gone and looked up the list of books, because I am not ready to purchase new ebooks yet, and that's what I'll have to do for the ones there I haven't read before.

Meanwhile though, I have been rereading some Agatha Christie. I am not exactly a giant Christie fan, but I have read most of Agatha Christie's works (and usually multiple times) because I like Golden Age mystery as a genre and my MIL was a superfan, so I have had convenient access to paperbacks of Christie's works.

And I realized with a start yesterday that while the setting and setup in Wake Up Dead Man is in some respects is EXTREMELY typical of Golden Age detective fiction, in another it's very very unusual - Some spoilers )
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troisoiseaux ([personal profile] troisoiseaux) wrote2025-12-19 08:32 am
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Read A Truce That Is Not Peace by Miriam Toews, a slim, unconventional memoir. Framed as her repeated failure to respond to the prompt why do you write? to the satisfaction of a literary conference in Mexico City (she was eventually uninvited), it reads like a commonplace book: a mix of anecdotes, and copies of letters Toews exchanged with her sister over the years (the answer to why do you write? being, originally, because she asked me to), and musings on the concept of a "wind museum", and random quotes and poetry and historical figures who died by suicide. It helped to know a bit about Toews' background - mostly that she was raised Mennonite and that both her father and sister died by suicide - because eventually both of those things are clearly stated, but I did get a sense that she presumed someone picking up Toews' personal non-fiction on why she writes has already read at least some of her novels, many of which have elements drawn from her life.

In other writing about writing, I received This Year: 365 Songs Annotated: A Book of Days by John Darnielle as an early birthday/Christmas gift - an illustrated, annotated collection of the Mountain Goats' lyrics - and, of course, immediately just skimmed it for my favorite songs, which quickly turned into reading random chunks because each "annotation" is a short paragraph, max - sometimes about the context for writing the song, or commentary on the characters/story, or what inspired it, or how people respond to it, or some observation/quote/etc. that is not obviously related to the song in any way - so once you've opened it to a specific page it's easy to just keep going for a while, and anyway, now I have to figure out to actually read this book. Just read it cover to cover? Listen to each song in the order they appear, and read the accompanying passage? (Which is a cool idea, but would take forever. Theoretically, I could do one song per day, devotional-style, but I know my attention span well enough to know that's not happening.)
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maggie33 ([personal profile] maggie33) wrote2025-12-19 01:55 pm

Drama watching

My elbow hurts a bit less today, so here have a short drama watching report. Plus a very short review of one movie. 😊

The Price of Confession

It was amazing till the end. I was a tiny bit disappointed with ‘who the real murderer is’ reveal, but really just a teeny tiny bit. It didn’t detract from the amazingness of the rest of the drama. And Kim Go Eun, wow... 😍 What a fantastic actress she is. I mean I knew she was good, but here it’s like another level. I’m very impressed and so in love.

You can say Kim Go Eun is my new obsession, since after finishing this drama I instantly watched Love in the Big City (a movie with her and Steve Noh, not a drama with Nam Yoon Su). Now I plan to watch a horror movie Exhuma, and later I will either re-watch The King Eternal Monarch, or start watching You And Everything Else.


10 Dance

It was wonderful. Machida Keita and Takeuchi Ryoma have sizzling chemistry, and for my non-expert eye are very good at dancing. And they are very good at kissing, too. 😊 I will be re-watching for sure, probably more than once.

The ending seems a bit open. In the sense that it ended as if the sequel was already planned. As far as I know the manga this movie is based on is still ongoing, so here is hoping we will get a sequel in the future.


Dare You to Death

Okay, it feels so weird to watch GMMTV BL drama on Netflix instead of Youtube, heh. But that way it’s not divided into four short vids, so it’s a big plus.

After the 1st episode my opinion is this – it’s entertaining and amusing. I admit I did expect something a bit more darker and grimmer. And judging by that first episode it’s seems to have a surprisingly light, and often even humorous tone, considering the subject matter.

But the main criminal mystery is interesting enough, supporting character are played by actors I like, and both Joong and Dunk look hella fine and have great chemistry. So I do plan to watch more. And it’s nice to have a BL drama to watch on Thursdays.


Heated Rivalry

I’ve just finished watching the 5th episode. It was fine. I wish I liked Shane and Ilya (well, mainly Ilya, I like Shane well enough) and their relationship more, so I could be again in a big, thriving fandom with a lot of fics and discussions. Alas, it was not meant to be, since here I am once again falling in love with a rare pairing. 😊


More here with spoilers.I wish there was a bit more about Scott and Kip in this episode. I would be satisfied even with one or two short scenes. Because what I loved the most here was that last scene with the kiss on ice. It was wonderful.

I also really liked Shane and Rose’s talk when they break up and he comes out to her. It was very well done and very well acted. I love Rose in general, she’s a great character.
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goodbyebird ([personal profile] goodbyebird) wrote2025-12-19 01:46 pm

Fanart Friday has arrived.

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Rec-cember Day 19


A bunch of BG3 fanarts, heavy on the ladies. )
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it only hurts when i breathe ([personal profile] spikedluv) wrote2025-12-19 07:19 am

The Day in Spikedluv (Thursday, Dec 18)

I did not go downtown today. I still got in some shopping, but only because I needed both milk and gas, so stopped at Stewart’s. And I might have stopped at the Price Chopper that’s ‘in the other direction’ to see what they had.

I visited my aunt, hit the post office to mail a couple more cards, hand-washed dishes, went for several walks with Pip and the dogs, cut up chicken for the dogs' meals, and scooped kitty litter. I got leftover pulled pork out of the freezer for Pip’s supper.

I wrote ~600 words on my second fic for [community profile] fandomtrees! First draft is done, so I just need to get it typed in and edited. I read more in Boyfriend Material and watched another ep of The Pitt.

Temps started out at 30.9(F) and dropped to 22.1 before I left the house a couple hours later!! The forecast called for the overnight low to be 21, but we were skeptical of that because it was still 39.9 when we went to bed. Apparently Mother Nature was determined to get close to that forecasted low! All the snow that melted yesterday re-froze overnight, so that was fun. Temps reached 50.4 and we had sun today!

Tomorrow is supposed to be a high of 54 with rain in the morning and snow in the afternoon, which means a huge and sudden temperature drop. That’ll be more fun.

P.S. Thank you to everyone who has commented on my aunt update posts. I appreciate the hugs and suggestions.


Mom Update:

Mom is not doing well. more back here )
Funny & True Stories | NotAlwaysRight.com ([syndicated profile] notalwaysright_feed) wrote2025-12-19 12:00 pm

Clients From… Heaven?, Part 2

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Mary was thrilled at the results. She went to get me a check, and she wanted to write it out for $11,000, double what we agreed on. I declined, telling her the $5,500 was what we agreed to, and that's all I was going to take.

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The other day, I was on a business trip with some folks from the tech team of a hospital. Within this hospital there is a popular fast-casual sandwich place, so during one of our break times we went there for a quick lunch. We all place our orders, then stand around and/or sit down to […]

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antisoppist ([personal profile] antisoppist) wrote2025-12-19 11:42 am
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At bedtime that night no one spoke of hanging up stockings. Grace was too young to know about hanging stockings on Christmas Eve and no one else expected a present. But they had never been so eager for Christmas Day because the tracks were clear now and the train would come tomorrow.

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She slid out of bed without waking Mary and quickly pulled on her dress in the cold. She opened the box where she kept her own things. She took out the roll of knitted lace, already wrapped carefully in tissue paper. Then she found the prettiest card she had ever been given in Sunday school and she took the little embroidered picture frame and the cardboard hair receiver. With these in her hands she hurried tiptoe downstairs.

Ma looked up in surprise. The table was set and Ma was putting on each plate a little package wrapped in red-and-white striped paper.

"Merry Christmas, Ma!" Laura whispered. "Oh, what are they?"

"Christmas presents," Ma whispered. "Whatever have you got there?"
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nnozomi ([personal profile] nnozomi) wrote in [community profile] senzenwomen2025-12-19 08:42 pm

Toné Milne (1860-1925)

Toné Milne was born in 1860 in Hakodate, Hokkaido, to a family originally without a surname. Her father, a Buddhist priest, doubled as a civil engineer who relieved water shortages in the city with a river redirection project, and later acquired the family name Horikawa (“dug river”) thereby. As a child Toné learned English from the British naturalist Thomas Blakiston, a neighbor of theirs (Hakodate, then as now a trading port, was well supplied with foreigners).

In 1872 she was sent far south to Tokyo to attend the Temporary Pioneer School, the women’s branch of the Sapporo Agricultural College, which was intended to prepare girls to become good wives to Hokkaido pioneers. (Among her classmates, albeit six years older, would have been Hirose O-Tsune.) Cast among daughters of the nobility and the rich upper-middle class, Toné was the only one there without a surname, and found life at school difficult; she also disagreed with its good-wife/wise-mother morals. After the school relocated to Sapporo, she was often sick and, when in school, inattentive; these days the signs would have been more familiar, but at the time she was expelled on the pretext of “a brain disease which prevents her from concentrating on her academics.”

Rumors of “the girl with the brain disease” spread quickly, although her family were supportive and she hoped to open her own English school. She did get a proposal of marriage from the owner of a kimono shop, because he thought she “would look so good in Western clothing.” Toné retorted that she wasn’t a dress-up doll and couldn’t stand men who behaved as if women were their possessions. Her suitor backed off, and the rumors intensified.

In 1878, her father died. On a visit to his grave, Toné encountered Thomas Blakiston on the same errand; he was accompanied by a foreign friend, the British seismologist John Milne. With the aid of Toné’s English skills, she and Milne became quickly close. When he had to leave Hakodate for work, he promised to return and asked her to correspond with him in the meantime, which she did. On his return the following year, she greeted him with “Welcome back to Hakodate,” to which he responded “I haven’t come back to Hakodate, I’ve come back to you.” Toné confessed her history of expulsion and “brain disease” to him; he took it in stride, telling her in turn about facing discrimination in England as a Scotsman. They began life together in Tokyo in 1880 as a common-law couple (religious differences made formal marriage difficult), where Milne helped found the Seismological Society of Japan and Toné served as his assistant, translating Japanese texts and researching the history of earthquakes in Japan.

They were officially married in 1895, after almost fifteen years together. At this point the First Sino-Japanese War was helping turn Japan against foreigners; in addition, a fire destroyed much of their home and work. Milne decided to return home to the UK and take Toné with him, along with Hirota Shinobu, his devoted research partner. There they settled on the Isle of Wight. Although lonely and homesick for Japan, Toné considered her marriage a fulfilling one to a man who treated her like a fellow human being. Milne died in 1913; after waiting out the First World War, Toné returned to Japan in 1920 and died in her hometown of Hakodate in 1925 at the age of sixty-four.

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https://mixedmuseum.org.uk/main-exhibition/1900-john-milne-and-tone-horikawa/ (English) Account of Toné’s marriage, with numerous photographs of their later life
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This story is from when my parents were in college. My dad had failed a math class twice in a row, and on his third try, he finally had the idea to ask his math major girlfriend—my mother—for help. She agreed and came over to his dorm for a tutoring session, where he had his […]

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goodbyebird ([personal profile] goodbyebird) wrote2025-12-19 11:57 am
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My grandmother passed yesterday morning. She's the last remaining of my grandparents. While dementia did claim all of her a year past, I guess it still hit me. I'll probably be a bit less responsive on here for a while.
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*I matched with a guy on a dating app and we hit it off in the app and decided to meet for coffee. After coffee, he messaged me and wondered if I’d like to meet up for a second date at a pizza place he liked. I couldn’t figure out why I kind of wanted […]

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He Needs To Cool Down, Like His Coffee

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Customer: *Yelling at the top of his lungs despite that I am less than a foot away from him.* "HEY! THIS ISN'T F****** HOT! YOUR F****** MACHINE IS F****** BROKEN AGAIN!"
Me: *Internally.* "Probably the half pint of cream you put in the cup, Einstein."

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I used to own my own restaurant in Scotland and, like all restaurateurs everywhere, I could tell some stories. This one is about one of my semi-regulars. The first time they came in, they wanted a glass of white wine with their meal. Nothing too unusual in that you may think, except that they made […]

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Vriddy ([personal profile] vriddy) wrote2025-12-19 09:32 am

New BNHA fic: We'll prescribe you a sheep (Dabi/Hawks)

I woke up antsy, which after a couple of hours morphed into a fuzzy, overwhelming anger I could barely repress despite having no specific target for or place to direct it, or really any useful action to take from it.

So that made me think about Dabi/Hawks, and want to write them, and to push hard on the angst, maybe post-canon, probably ending in MCD for at least one of them. Possibly both.

Then I remembered the sheep farming AU. Which I started in early, pre-vaccine covid days. In which Dabi and Hawks run away from it all and just live quietly, happily together, raising their sheep.

Maybe soft could be good, too. Time for a new entry in that AU! Also good for relearning to occasionally write short and to yeet more easily. Writing more short things can only work if I don't just add them to the towering pile of "stuff to edit at some point"!!!


We'll prescribe you a sheep | Dabi/Hawks | 800 words | rated T

Summary: Dabi's sick and misses the sheep. Hawks tries to help.

Read it on Dreamwidth or AO3.
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swan_tower ([personal profile] swan_tower) wrote2025-12-19 09:07 am
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New Worlds: In the Dark Ages

Thanks to my research for the upcoming Sea Beyond duology, I became aware of something called the "Alexander Romance." Like Arthuriana, this is less a text than a genre, an assortment of tales about how Alexander quested for the Water of Life, slew a dragon, journeyed to the bottom of the ocean, and so forth.

Yes, that Alexander. The Great.

How the heck did we wind up with an entire genre of stories about a Macedonian conquerer who died young that bear so little resemblance to the historical reality?

The answer is that history is much easier to forget than we think nowadays, with our easily mass-produced books. However much you want to lament "those who do not remember the past" etc., we know vastly more about it than any prior age could even aspire to. The legendary tales about Alexander arose quite soon after his death, but by the medieval period, his actual life was largely forgotten; more factual texts were not rediscovered and disseminated until the Renaissance. So for quite a while there, the legends were basically all we had.

Historians tend to not like the phrase "the Dark Ages" anymore, and for good reason. It creates assumptions about what life was like -- nasty, brutish, and short -- that turn out to not really match the reality. But while plenty of people have indeed used that term to contrast with the "light" brought by the Renaissance, one of the men responsible for popularizing it (Cardinal Cesare Baronio, in the sixteenth century) meant it as a statement on the lack of records: to him, the Middle Ages were "dark" because we could not see into them. The massive drop in surviving records had cast that era into shadow.

How do those records get lost? Year Two went into the perils that different writing materials and formats are vulnerable to; those in turn affect the preservation of historical knowledge. Papyrus texts have to be recopied regularly if they're to survive in most environments, so anything that disrupts the supply of materials or the labor available to do that recopying means that dozens, hundreds, even thousands of texts will just . . . go away. Parchment is vastly more durable, but it's also very expensive, and so it tended to get recycled: scrape off the existing text, write on it again, and unless you were lazy enough in your scraping that the old words can still be read -- think of a poorly erased blackboard or whiteboard -- later people will need chemical assistance (very destructive) or high-tech photography to see what you got rid of.

And when your supply of written texts shrinks, it tends to go hand in hand with the literacy rate dropping. So even if you have a record of some historical event, how many people have read it? Just because a thing gets preserved doesn't mean the information it contains will be widely disseminated. That is likely to be the domain of specialists -- if them! Maybe it just sits on a shelf or in a box, completely untouched.

Mind you, written records are not the only way of remembering the past. Oral accounts can be astonishingly precise, even over a period of hundreds or thousands of years! But that tends to be true mostly in societies that are wholly oral, without any tradition of books. On an individual level, we have abundant research showing that parts of the brain which don't see intensive use tend to atrophy; if you don't exercise your memory on a daily basis, you will have a poorer memory than someone who lives without writing, let alone a smartphone. On a societal level, you need training and support for the lorekeepers, so they act as a verification check on each other's accurate recitation. Without that, the stories will drift over time, much like the Alexander Romance has done.

And regardless of whether history is preserved orally or on the page, cultural factors are going to shape what history gets preserved. When the fall of the Western Roman Empire changed the landscape of European letters, the Church was left as the main champion of written records. Were they going to invest their limited time and resources into salvaging the personal letters of ordinary Greeks and Romans? Definitely not. Some plays and other literary works got recopied; others were lost forever. The same was true of histories and works of philosophy. A thousand judgment calls got made, and anything which supported the needs and values of the society of the time was more likely to make the cut, while anything deemed wrong-headed or shocking was more likely to fall by the wayside.

The result is that before the advent of the printing press -- and even for some time after it -- the average person would be astoundingly ignorant of any history outside living memory. They might know some names or events, but can they accurately link those up with dates? Their knowledge would be equivalent to my understanding of the American Civil War amounting to "there was a Great Rebellion in the days of Good President Abe, who was most treacherously murdered by . . . I dunno, somebody."

In fact, there might be several different "somebodies" depending on who's telling the tale. John Wilkes Booth might live on as a byword for an assassin -- imagine if "booth" became the general term for a murderer -- but it's equally possible that some people would tell a tale where Lincoln was murdered by an actor, others where a soldier was responsible, and did that happen at a theatre or at his house? (Booth originally planned to kidnap Lincoln from the latter; that detail might get interpolated into the memory of the assassination.) Or it gets mixed up somehow with Gettysburg, and Lincoln is shot right after giving his famous speech, because all the famous bits have been collapsed together.

Even today, there are plenty of Americans who would probably be hard-pressed to correctly name the start and end dates of our Civil War; I'm not trying to claim that the availability of historical information means we all know it in accurate detail. But at least the information is there, and characters who need to know it can find it. Furthermore, our knowledge is expanding all the time, thanks to archaeology and the recovery of forgotten or erased documents. Now and in the future, the challenge tends to lie more in the ability to sift through a mountain of data to find what you need, and in the arguments over how that data should be interpreted.

But in any story modeled on an earlier kind of society, I roll my eyes when characters are easily able to learn what happened six hundred years ago, and moreover the story they get is one hundred percent correct. That just ain't how it goes. The past is dark, and when you shine a light into its depths, you might get twelve different reflections bouncing back at you, as competing narratives each remember those events in variable ways.

For a writer, though, I don't think that's a bug. It's a feature. Let your characters struggle with this challenge! Muddy the waters with contradictory accounts! If you want your readers to know the "real" story, write that as a bonus for your website or a standalone piece of related fiction. Then you get to have your cake and eat it, too.

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(originally posted at Swan Tower: https://is.gd/Tnyzpz)