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J flew to Anaheim with maybe five and a half hours of sleep, then wandered around the con all afternoon and evening. One highlight of his day was meeting a couple named Jonathan and Mandy, who are publishing a cozy fantasy trilogy under the name M.J. Gillbright; he talked with them a while at Barbara Hambly’s birthday tea party. He also saw a friend from N.C. who’s on the Worldcon staff and will be in charge of the Hugo Awards next year. AH, driving from Arizona, arrived in the evening, and they attended some parties.

I had quite a headache today and didn’t much mind that the streaming was just as messed up today as it was on the first day in Seattle. I attended a virtual panel about fairy tales while I waited for some of the normal streams to work. Then I tried one about Murderbot for which the video was fine but the audio was poor, and then I switched to one about “hidden gems of anime.” I wrote down a big list of anime series, but if I really had the time and inclination to watch more these days besides One Piece I would probably start with [personal profile] lovelyangel’s reviews. Then I attended the opening ceremony, which was just as not-exactly-interesting as last year’s, except that I got to see Bjo Trimble accept a special award! She’s the fan who organized other fans in the 1960s to get a third season for Star Trek, which meant enough episodes that it could go into syndication. Without that, the show would have been forgotten. I was surprised that she’s still alive – she is 93.

The moon looked very odd to me this evening. I’d been looking forward to it being full, but when I saw it, there was a shadow that seemed much too regular and stationary to be a cloud, nor were there clouds elsewhere in the sky, but I hadn’t heard anything about an eclipse. I photographed it, then several hours later checked it again and it looked as I’d originally expected. Then I learned from J that there was, in fact, a lunar eclipse tonight, just not one that was publicized as well as they usually are, I guess.
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We had such fun with the Seattle Worldcon that we’re doing it again! J will fly to Anaheim tomorrow and meet up with our friend AH, while I attend from home. Meanwhile, although I paid lots of attention to several categories of the Hugo nominations, I hadn’t given any thought at all to the guest of honor, Barbara Hambly. J, meanwhile, has read several of her books and was excited to see her name in the schedule… then I said, “hey, she’s the Guest of Honor!” Ha! We should have been reading her stuff. J has one of her novels here, but it’s the second in a series (he’d read the first in the library).

Anyway, we’ve marked up our personal schedules. I’ve got about 50 things of interest, over the course of the five days, many conflicting with each other. Fortunately, most of them will be recorded so I can watch them later. J has only marked up Thursday and Friday so far. I think he’ll be at the con by 1:30 or 2 pm tomorrow.
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The Fatal Unpleasantness at Netherfield, by Claudia Gray. Mr. Darcy & Miss Tilney Mysteries #5. These mysteries, starring the son of Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam Darcy and the daughter of Catherine and Henry Tilney, might be my favorite Austen fan fiction (although I’m also very fond of the Maria Grace dragon series). This time there’s a murder at Netherfield, and we get to enjoy personal growth by two of Austen’s original characters – and the awkwardness of Darcy having to stay at Longbourn without his wife as a buffer. Of course Jonathan Darcy and Juliet Tilney are very much in love at this point, but even more obstacles appear in their path to happiness. The ending was quite satisfying, and I’m looking forward to the next in the series.
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The Phoenix Guards, by Steven Brust. Khaavren Romances #1.

For more than 20 years, Steven Brust has been writing a very entertaining series about an assassin, Vlad Taltos, who lives in a fantasy world with two types of humans: those built like us, with lifespans like ours, and another species that’s somewhat bigger and lives for maybe three thousand years or so. The ones like us are the Easterners, who mostly live on the eastern side of the continent, and whose culture is basically Hungarian. The fancier ones are Dragaerans, on the western side of the continent. Vlad is an Easterner who lives among the Dragaerans and has several very powerful ones for his closest friends and colleagues. Brust is writing Vlad’s story in a series of 19 books, each written in a slightly different style. So far 17 have been published, and he says he’s written the final book and is at work on the next-to-final book, so it seems high time for me to reread the series.

But first, I wanted to reread the world’s historical fiction, “written” by one of my favorite characters, Paarfi of Roundwood, a Dragaeran historian publishing in Vlad’s time but writing in a style that’s both modeled after Alexandre Dumas and amusingly pretentious. Here’s a typical sentence: “[They] found themselves in a small, stuffy basement, which would have been damp, smelly, close, and dark, were it not, in fact, well-lit, which prevented it from being dark.” Ha! Even better are the dialogues, which are in a very stilted and wordy style that copies something Dumas did at one point, I suppose, because he was being paid by the word? Suffice it to say that if you’ve read the Vlad books to your child, don’t bother with these, because they probably won’t appreciate them, but as an adult you might develop a deep affection for the style.

Anyway. The Phoenix Guards was obviously inspired by The Three Musketeers, and its characters are mostly Dragaerans living a thousand years before Vlad. (Thanks to their long lifespans, at least two of them also appear in his books.) Khaavren, a young Dragaeran who’s skilled with his sword, ventures out into the world and joins the emperor’s guard, along with three others: the moody Aerich, the flamboyant gambler Tazendra, and the scheming (in a good way) Pel. The first chapters are, to be honest, rather dull, as they keep getting into fatal duels with others. Again and again. But then they set out on an adventure, and the story really picks up, as does the character development. It’s absolutely grand fun, especially the conversations with the emperor that resolve the problems at the end. If you can be patient with the attitudes and dueling at the beginning, it’s definitely worthwhile.
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This afternoon, I got to go to a fun concert – my friend Kim was violist for the Delgani String Quartet until she developed long Covid, and now she just does one or two local concerts a year, playing with friends, often with not much notice. We got two weeks’ notice for this one, but about 50 people came. They played two short works and a Haydn string quartet in the first half, and then most of an album by the Danish String Quartet, which arranges Scandinavian folk music. She was playing with my friend Julia and two others I recognize but haven’t met. During the intermission, I got to chat a whole bunch with my friend SDH, whom I haven’t seen for at least a year (she’s been on sabbatical). The concert lasted more than two hours!

Then I came home to work on two big projects with J. He’d been wanting D to help us take down a tree that he’s let grow taller than usual, and I asked him not to pester D for help until after the wedding, so today was the day. It’s an English walnut and quite attractive, this time more than 25 feet tall, but it’s immediately next to the hot tub and only a few feet from the house. We hooked a rope around it, which D pulled to ensure the tree wouldn’t fall into the fence, and J cut wedges with a chain saw, and I made a video recording. Then we lopped off the branches and moved it all onto the main lawn to deal with it later. (Yard debris is only picked up every two weeks, and this will take a while.)

Meanwhile, there’s a section of the fence on the west side of J’s yard (near this tree, in fact) that’s in very poor condition, but the owner of the house on the other side is absent so we’ve procrastinated dealing with it. One 8’ section was starting to fall over recently, though, and this week our resident male deer knocked it down and trod on it some. Yesterday we assessed the situation, measured it, and tied a tarp over the opening, and today while I was at the concert J went and bought some boards to see about holding the section in place if we could stand it back up. So D helped with that too. There was much clambering about and hammering – I even got to do some hammering, though mostly I was just handing people nails when wanted. So now the section of fence is mostly in place again, which we hope will deter the deer. I’ve told J we should have a fence company come and replace the fence in a few weeks, but he expects we’ll procrastinate until next year. I guess we’ll see.
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The Once and Future Witches, by Alix E. Harrow. This fantasy novel, set in 1893, tells the story of three sisters in an alternate United States, in which witchcraft is real and has been suppressed by men, with the struggle to revitalize it closely intertwined with the fight for women’s suffrage. It was entertaining to read, and I generally liked the characters. I think, though, that if the witchcraft described in this book could be practiced openly, it might be a bit much. I was also thinking the book should have content warnings that aren’t the usual – in this case, a difficult childbirth, a very sick baby, a kidnapped baby, and the burning of a library of rare knowledge. I also wonder if people will look back on the books of our era and comment on how many have a gratuitous trans character. Finally, the Latin phrase used in the book that matches the title uses a term meaning “evil-doer” for “witch,” when there are more neutral terms for “witch” available in Latin. These are all small quibbles, but they’re on my mind.
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My porch is currently something of a battlefield – two raccoons both feel entitled to the outdoor cats’ food, and there’s much growling and snarling, and three of the dishes just went flying. I hope eventually the cats can return and eat.

We watched a strange and creative movie today for Friday movie night: Fantastic Planet. It’s a French film with Czech animation. On a bizarre planet, very large and long-lived aliens live with their collection of species from other worlds, including humans, whom they treat as pets (but occasionally feel a need to exterminate the wild ones). Our main character is raised from infancy by one of these aliens, and he gets the same education she does, which gives his fellow humans some hope to escape.

I’ve decided to change my New Year’s resolution about sorting boxes, since I’ve made no progress in six months. I think it will be more meaningful if I assign myself a zone to organize instead, including whatever boxes are there. So this year I’ll clear out the space in J’s garage that I filled with boxes and bins last year for my heat pump replacement – he’d like to be able to park in there again. I’m also going to locate the external hard drive I bought years ago (or buy another) and start collecting the files from all of my ancient retired computers.
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I have to say, I really appreciate that there’s so little on my calendar these days. It’s fantastic to be past the wedding and past their big trip to Europe. I am getting more caught up on sleep, and getting some things done that I care about, and procrastinating the rest. I spent about an hour and a half working on LL’s problem and got everything written up and sent to her. I made some progress on my book (chapter two). I read outside a while with J (it is still not smoky again, yay), and we did a simple walk to the middle school and back when it started getting too dark to read outside (and too likely for mosquitos to show up). Just pleasant little things – nothing hurried, nothing looming.
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I got a phone call out of the blue today from LL, who used to be an employee of the youth orchestras and is now the board president – I’ve known her for maybe 12 years now? She’s feeling a bit over her head with a board issue, and even though I haven’t been on the board for a year and a half (or more? I’ve lost track), I am the right person to help her. Or rather, there are at least three other people better qualified than I am, but none of them seems to be willing. Also she’s good friends and work colleagues with my close friend Z, so I definitely want to help! I hope it won’t take lots and lots of my time, though…

I’ve started by digging out whatever documents seem relevant, then I think I’ll probably be writing up my understanding of the relevant procedures, and probably meeting with her too. I might even have to go to more meetings and do more stuff, we’ll see.
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My next-door-neighbor M, who is 21, works at our Safeway, and it’s great fun when she’s working an evening shift on the same night that we’re shopping, because we can often have a reasonably full conversation while she’s ringing up our purchases, and afterwards too if there aren’t many customers. She hadn’t worked that shift for months, though, unfortunately. But tonight she was there. I showed her a wedding photo, and she told us about her recent camping experience. She’s in her third year of college, studying wildlife biology, and she loves to camp in the Idaho wilderness – this time, with a cousin, a friend, and the friend’s two dogs. They weren’t in a campground, just on their own, with two of them sleeping in a tent and the friend outside in a hammock, when suddenly the dogs started barking loudly and non-stop. M stuck her head out of the tent and saw… a cougar up in a tree, not fifteen feet away from them! She was able to get quite a few photos before the cougar came down from the tree and ran off. Then she took more photos, showing how close it had come, its paw prints right next to where their campfire had been. She said her biologist side thought this was very cool and exciting, but her human side thought maybe she was about to die…
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A Trade of Blood, by Robert Jackson Bennett. Ana & Din #3. I was surprised by this book. The plot was interesting, and the characters – new and old – were great, and the political lessons for our own times were quite pertinent, but I have to say, I never expected to read a fantasy novel about the Texas cattle industry! It’s not actually set in Texas, of course, but it’s similar enough that I didn’t enjoy my time there as much as I had in the places the first two books took us. Other readers, who either like large-scale agricultural lands more than I do, or who are indifferent to the places stories are set, may be entirely contented, however.
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I haven’t caught up on sleep yet, but I did sleep enough last night that I was fine for driving. I went downtown and got a library book I very much want to read (although I have two books ahead of it), and I joined J, D, and DG at their dinner before Magic. Three married men! I also walked to the game store with them from the restaurant, then back to my car. And after I got home I did a bigger walk, to the neighborhood track and back. It’s great to not have smoke! I need to appreciate it consciously while it lasts!
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A Drop of Corruption, by Robert Jackson Bennett. Ana & Din #2. Since I now have the third book in the series, I wanted to reread this one to remind myself about the background issues before I go on. These books are among my very most favorites in the last few years, so it was definitely fun to reread. And since it’s a detective story (although in a very strange world), it was great to notice the clues early too.

I also appreciate his two-page Afterward in which he talks about the interplay between fiction and world politics, starting with the sentence, “The more I think of it, the more I feel there is perhaps no other genre of fiction more enamored of autocracies than fantasy.” He hopes that recent trends in fantasy literature are echoing a broader dissatisfaction with autocracies in the United States and elsewhere.
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Back in 2017, J had some reward from work that gave him $250 credit at the Nike store, so we went there and bought him a pair of black sneakers, which cost $140. Up to that point, he’d only ever bought cheap shoes, so he was astonished that with shoes, you can sometimes get what you’ve paid for! These shoes were comfortable and lasted for years and years of regular wear.

DG and his friend C, though, have been giving him a hard time about how old they are, and they really wanted him to get some similar shoes again, because apparently these rather conservative looking, black-on-black shoes have a reputation. As Google’s AI summarizes, “The all-black Nike Air Force 1 ("Black Forces") is famously stereotyped in internet culture as the ultimate "menace" sneaker—jokingly associated with chaotic energy, illicit activity, and people who are looking for trouble.”

And – despite his MUD character I met all those years ago named Chaos – that’s very much the opposite of J’s personality, so they appreciate the humor of him wearing such shoes. He went to the Nike store with DG today and bought a pair. And with his $110 credit, still good from years ago, his new shoes only cost him $5!
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The Orphans of Raspay, by Lois McMaster Bujold. Penric & Desdemona #8. Penric is traveling from one land to another, when his ship is overtaken by pirates, and he finds himself confined with two young girls – their mother recently died, and they were en route to find their merchant father. (He loves them dearly, but his wife doesn’t know of their existence.) Now Penric has to save all three of them from being sold into slavery.

Many of the other stories have Penric learning new things about himself, or making new social connections, or, you know, solving problems like stories so often do. This time I think the point was to show Penric trying to solve problems while having an unusual handicap. I hope the later stories will eventually mention these girls again.
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The two types of animals that drivers in my neighborhood may find themselves having to stop for are deer and wild turkeys. Deer will start crossing the street wherever they're inclined to do so, but curiously, turkeys tend to cross at intersections. Today, for example, I saw a mama turkey and two chicks crossing at the corner of a street I was passing. I wonder why?
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When I got to chat with my friend T a couple of weeks ago, I also got to chat with her neighbor KS, and she gave me an update on the very cool thing one of her twins is doing in grad school. In their project, they’re setting up sensors that are explicitly NOT networked, so the system can’t be hacked, and these sensors collect remote data, like whether there’s any smoke in the air; then they use AI tools to manage the sensors. The idea is that they could in theory identify wildfires while they’re still in the small and manageable stage and get people or equipment out to deal with them. Oregon alone has almost 50,000 square miles of forest (121,400 sq km), and the forests are much more dry than they used to be – wildfire smoke is now a regular part of summer life. It would be great if they could do something about it.

The related thing that came to mind today was that we’re always told how the Kalapuya people used controlled burns that reduced the risk of wildfires by getting rid of the dry debris around the trees – but I’d only ever heard of examples for the oak prairie type of landscape. Today that’s almost all farmland or cities – my own house is in that ecosystem. The wildfires, though, are in our douglas-fir forests on the mountainsides. So I wondered, did Native people manage those forests the same way? I think there were far fewer people actually living in those forests, compared with the oak prairies. But the internet says… yes! Evidence has been found of controlled burns in those forests as well, on the slopes and in the higher elevations. The idea was to encourage more huckleberries, etc., and keep hunting routes open, but in general the stewardship practices that removed brush for these purposes would also help control wildfires.

I hope they’ll be able to practice both of these methods soon – so many people will benefit, as well as the forests themselves.
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Masquerade in Lodi, by Lois Mc Master Bujold. Penric & Desdemona #..7? I'm doing my Penric reread using the omnibus books, which is why I just read this one – it was published later than the others I've already read, and is set a little earlier – before his life-changing visit to Cedonia. In this one , Penric is living and working in Lodi, the Venice-like capital of Adria. A young man has been overtaken by an insane demon, and he escapes into the night, so Penric has to find him before disaster befalls him (or others). He finds himself accompanied by a demon-dispelling Saint who is very different from the aging gentleman he'd previously met in this role – this one is only 20, and female.

One thing I especially appreciate about these stories is that once the action is resolved, we get to spend more time with the characters, working out and talking through the implications. It seems like such a responsible way to approach fiction-writing.
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The Guns of August, by Barbara Tuchman. I had always assumed that I would eventually read this book. It’s a classic, considered one of the best non-fiction books of all time. I’ve had a copy sitting around my home for years, ever since I brought my mom’s books here so we could sell her house. This year, I put it into the stack of books to read for my New Year’s resolution, and I designated it as the book for August, of course.

Then I read the opening paragraph. We learn from the foreword by Robert K. Massie that Tuchman spent eight hours perfecting this paragraph. There are whole web pages about this paragraph, which is considered perfect – “impeccable,” one journalist says. I even found a book review on StoryGraph that says an entire session of the reader’s high school rhetoric class was devoted to this paragraph.

The paragraph describes the procession at the May 1910 funeral of Edward VII, which began with nine kings. “After them came five heirs apparent, forty more imperial or royal highnesses, seven queens—four dowager and three regnant—and a scattering of special ambassadors from uncrowned countries.”

I’m sorry, but if Tuchman spent eight hours polishing this paragraph, you would think she might have noticed what to me is a glaring mistake. There were not three queens regnant in the procession. A queen regnant is a sovereign queen, like Victoria or Elizabeth II, and there was only one queen regnant in the world at the time, Wilhelmina, who didn’t even come to the funeral. She sent her husband. Tuchman meant “seven queens – four dowager and three consort.”

When the author makes a noticeable mistake in the very first paragraph of a book, especially a paragraph that the book becomes famous for, I’m not especially motivated to continue. Oh well. Maybe I’ll get over it. Or maybe I’ll read my mom’s copy of A Distant Mirror instead… or maybe I won’t.
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I had two sources of considerable consternation today (losing the bracelet my grandma gave me, which I like to wear often, and finding a factual error in the celebrated opening paragraph of a highly regarded book), so I’m going to try to focus on the many good things about today. Let’s see!

The weather was great – a bit on the warm side, but the sky was beautifully blue. The new Magic set is based on The Hobbit, and J gave me a booster pack that he got from the prerelease event. I went downtown to the library and got to eat lunch with the three of them and their friend F, and afterwards I got to drive D home. The two cats J lets go outside came promptly when I called them to come in, and I had fun rereading the beginning of the second book in the Ana & Din series. Also, although Magic went rather late, we did get to watch an episode of One Piece. And we’re all healthy, etc. etc.
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