Happy Liminal Hebdomad
Dec. 27th, 2021 10:08 amI've decided to celebrate this week (12/25-1/1) as a time for unhinging my mind's jaw and letting things pass freely between the internal and the external. A time to meditate, perhaps, and be freer in writing and creative endeavors. A time for visions and wandering the paths you've made and forgotten to tend, overgrown with seeds you planted long ago, now matured into flowers that pass understanding. Probably the perfume from those flowers is hallucinogenic. That's fine. It's a week for abandoning all concept of what is real and what is not. It's not like we don't all have a bunch of practice doing that.
I've begun reading Gideon the Ninth, at last, in short bursts when I have the time to focus on it. The friend who recommended it said that it occupied a similar space as the Murderbot series or Ancillary Justice. I look forward to that part of it. It hasn't reached out and grabbed my attention quite the same way as of yet, but I have high hopes.
Another friend recommended the Inspector O books, by James Church, an appealingly mysterious figure. They're going onto my TBR list as well. I understand they're a really insightful glimpse of life under a totalitarian regime.
Merriam Webster has a fun feature called Time Traveler, where you can input a date and see a list of the words that were first recorded in that year. It's a neat way to get a sense for one piece of the culture of a time. 1919, notably, features the first use of Girl Scout, off-line, and swine flu. 2020 has COVID-19 of course, and also murder hornet.
Remember KidPix? You can do it again, here! I had forgotten about the sound effects.
You know those books you read when you were, I don't know, probably 9 or 12 or so, that you've largely forgotten about, but that apparently had an impact on your psyche? I ran into mention of one of those the other day: The Girl with the Silver Eyes. It might not hold up especially well now, and I don't remember almost anything about it, but seeing it mentioned gave me the same frisson of wistfulness that I get from the misty bluish horizon, or a door cracked open. What books are like that for you?
I've begun reading Gideon the Ninth, at last, in short bursts when I have the time to focus on it. The friend who recommended it said that it occupied a similar space as the Murderbot series or Ancillary Justice. I look forward to that part of it. It hasn't reached out and grabbed my attention quite the same way as of yet, but I have high hopes.
Another friend recommended the Inspector O books, by James Church, an appealingly mysterious figure. They're going onto my TBR list as well. I understand they're a really insightful glimpse of life under a totalitarian regime.
Merriam Webster has a fun feature called Time Traveler, where you can input a date and see a list of the words that were first recorded in that year. It's a neat way to get a sense for one piece of the culture of a time. 1919, notably, features the first use of Girl Scout, off-line, and swine flu. 2020 has COVID-19 of course, and also murder hornet.
Remember KidPix? You can do it again, here! I had forgotten about the sound effects.
You know those books you read when you were, I don't know, probably 9 or 12 or so, that you've largely forgotten about, but that apparently had an impact on your psyche? I ran into mention of one of those the other day: The Girl with the Silver Eyes. It might not hold up especially well now, and I don't remember almost anything about it, but seeing it mentioned gave me the same frisson of wistfulness that I get from the misty bluish horizon, or a door cracked open. What books are like that for you?