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Jan. 6th, 2026 07:59 pm
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I'm sad the Corporation for Public Broadcasting voted to dissolve, but it helped a little to read that they ultimately chose to do so to make sure it could not be used against public media:
“When the Administration and Congress rescinded federal funding, our Board faced a profound responsibility: CPB’s final act would be to protect the integrity of the public media system and the democratic values by dissolving, rather than allowing the organization to remain defunded and vulnerable to additional attacks.”

I'm glad I have a PBS Passport membership that supports my local station and I'm thinking about upping my monthly donation amount.

Yaybahar III Nadiri [music]

Jan. 6th, 2026 07:27 pm
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2026 Jan 6: Görkem Şen (Yaybahar on YT): Yaybahar III Nadiri



The description text:
The essence of gold was rare, he conquered with his virtue, offered his gifts and fell behind the sun...

Dedicated to the soul of my dear friend's father, Nadir Oğuz...
I am surmising that "Nadiri" means "Of Nadir". Yaybahar is the instrument, the artist is its inventor:
The name yaybahar (pronounced /jajba'har/) has Turkish origin. It is a composite of two words: yay means a "string" or a "coiled string" and bahar means the season "spring." According to Gorkem Sen, the name is derived from the idea of a new life or a new beginning. [1]
I assume this is the third one of its kind the artist has made.

Artist's website: https://www.gorkemsen.com/

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Jan. 6th, 2026 06:33 pm
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Once upon a time, the moon Panga was industrial and capitalist and miserable. Then robots suddenly and inexplicably gained self-awareness. They chose to stop working, leave human habitation, and go into the wilderness. The humans not only didn't try to stop them, but this event somehow precipitated a huge political change. Half of Panga was left to the wilderness, and humans developed a kinder, ecologically friendly, sustainable way of life. But the robots were never seen again.

That's all backstory. When the book opens, Sibling Dex, a nonbinary monk, is dissatisfied with their life for reasons unclear to themself. They leave the monastery to become a traveling tea monk, which is a sort of counselor: you tell the monk your troubles, and the monk listens and fixes you a cup of tea. Dex's first day on the job is hilariously disastrous, but they get better and better, until they're very good at it... but still inexplicably dissatisfied. So they venture out into the wilderness, where they meet a robot, Mosscap - the first human-robot meeting in hundreds of years.

I had previously failed to get very far into The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet, so I was surprised by how much I enjoyed this novella. It's cozy in a good way, with plenty of atmosphere, a world that isn't quite perfect but is definitely one I'd like to live in, and some interesting philosophical exploration. My favorite part was actually Dex's life as a tea monk before they meet Mosscap - it's very relatable if you've ever been a counselor or therapist, from the horrible first day to the pleasure of familiar clients later on. I would absolutely go to a tea monk.

I would have liked Mosscap to be a bit more flawed - it's very lovable and has a lot of interesting things to say, but is pretty much always right. Mosscap is surprised and delighted by humanity, but I'm not sure Dex ever shakes up its worldview in a way it finds true but uncomfortable, which Mosscap repeatedly does to Dex. Maybe in the second novella, A Prayer for the Crown-Shy.

And while I'm on things which are implausibly neat/perfect, this is a puzzling backstory:

1) Robots gain self-awareness and leave.

2) ????

3) PROFIT! Society goes from capitalist hellscape to environmentalist paradise.

Maybe we'll learn more about the ???? later.

But overall, I did quite like the novella. The parts where Dex is a tea monk, with the interactions with their clients and their life in their caravan, are very successfully cozy - an instant comfort read. And I liked the robot society and the religious orders, as well as a lot of the Mosscap/Dex relationship. I'll definitely read the sequel.

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Jan. 6th, 2026 10:04 am
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(Which is def not me procrastinating on homework on the second day of a new term.)

If you use a rich text editor to post to DW so that it does all the coding for you, and you don't have to worry about it, it has the potential to make your posts very difficult to read without clicking through to see the journal in your style. A lot of the rich text editors override the page layouts and styles selected by the user (ie, in this case, me, who is not very tech savvy, so apologies if the terminology is wrong, please correct me in comments!).

To show you what it looks like... please click through, rather than expanding the cut tag )

It could also be an issue if you force your font to a particular typeface or size, which overrides people who set their journal style with a typeface/size that they need for accessibility reasons (e.g. low vision or dyslexia).

I'm not trying to call anyone out! (The styles are made up examples.) I don't want to discourage using rich text editors, which make posting so easy for people. I just think that everyone is maybe not aware that this is how their posts look on people's reading page.

I've never used a rich text editor, so I have no idea how to tell it just to post text without modifying the colour/size/typeface, but maybe someone in comments can let me know?

There's probably also a way to make my browser strip out people's customisations, though times I've tried that it's ended up with some pretty odd results, so I gave up on it.

Blue; Shane & Ilya | Heated Rivalry

Jan. 6th, 2026 07:25 pm
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Jan. 5th, 2026 11:18 pm
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Harmony Secret, episode 3:

Read more... )

Three Random Thoughts Make a Post

Jan. 5th, 2026 04:57 pm
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  • I was just thinking, "IDK who would even buy the English language side of LJ at this point!" (Especially with sanctions on Russia. Who could buy it?) Then I remembered hungry hungry data miners looking for things to feed into LLMs/Gen AI, and sighed. I guess they've probably scraped all the public posts anyway, but might be interested in paying for the locked content?

  • I'm vicariously delighted by everyone being so bouncy and excited about the hockey blorbos. I aggressively don't like men's ice hockey (except for that one fic), so will pass, but it's fun to see the enthusiasm all over my reading list. I wish you all a very merry time of it. ❤️

  • I seem to have found the other half of that one ship in D.K. Broster's "Mr. Rowl". He shows up 48% mark. (Though I can see the point about Mr. Howard Hunter, especially given that farewell). I find the comment, a girl to whom his attention had subsequently been drawn—indifferent though he was to the sex to be VERY INTERESTING for at least two reasons.
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This is a difficult book to review as almost all of the plot is technically spoilery, but you can also figure out a lot of it from about page three. I'll synopsize the first two chapters here. We follow two storylines, both set in an alternate England where Hitler was assassinated in 1943 and England made peace with Germany.

In one storyline, a young girl named Nancy lives an isolated life with her parents. In the other, which gets much more page time, three identical young boys are raised by three "mothers," in a home in extremely weird circumstances. They rarely see the outside world, they're often sick and take medicine, their dreams are meticulously recorded by the "mothers," and all their schooling comes from a set of weird encyclopedias that supposedly contain all the knowledge in the world, which are also the only books they have access to. There used to be 40 boys, but when they recover from their mysterious illness, they get to go to Margate, a wonderful vacationland, forever.

I'm sure you can figure out the general outline of what's going on with the boys, at least, just from this. What's up with the girl doesn't become clear for a while.


Spoilers through about the 40% mark )



Spoilers for the entire book )



This book was critically acclaimed - it was a Kirkus best book of 2025 - but I thought it had major flaws, which unfortunately I can only describe by spoiling the entire book. It's not at all an original idea, and I do think we're supposed to be ahead of the characters, but maybe not that much ahead. It also contained a trope which I hate very much and its thesis contradicted itself, but how, again, is under the end cut. It's a very serious book about very serious real life stuff, but that part really didn't work for me because of spoilers.


Lots of people loved it though. It would probably make an interesting paired reading with a certain very acclaimed spoilery book (Read more... )), which I have not read as I have been spoiled for the entire story and it doesn't really sound like something I'd enjoy no matter how great it is. But I suspect that it's the better version of this book.



Content Notes (spoilery): Read more... )

Snowflake Speed Run (Challenges 1-3)

Jan. 5th, 2026 12:22 pm
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PSA: LiveJournal may be about to geolock to Russia. If you have shit there that you like, and want to see again without visiting Russia, now's a good time to save it. (ETA: Not sure if the terminology is entirely correct, but the sentiment is.) Here's a long bluesky thread about it by [staff profile] denise, which includes ways to export LJ to DW and/or to your drive. IDK how people are saving LJ scrapbook.

I'd say pass it along, but I think it's pretty widely broadcast by now. Pass it along to spaces where one can find LJ people are who aren't on DW?

Anyway, on with the show.

Two log cabins with snow on the roofs in a wintery forest. Text: Snowflake Challenge January 1 - 31


Challenge #1: The Icebreaker Challenge: Introduce yourself. Tell us why you're doing the challenge, and what you hope to gain from it.

Hi! I'm Muccamukk or Mucca. You may know me from Age of Sail, Stargate, Babylon 5, Marvel Comics, Band of Brothers or Top Gun fandoms, plus an extremely random selection of others across twenty plus years in online fandom spaces. I used to write fic and comment quite a bit, though I've been less active the last few years.

My pinned post and profile seem to be in good order, and I do still post link lists, book reviews and music from time to time.

I helped mod Snowflake for a few years there, and am taking this year off (mostly), so I'm looking forward to slightly lower-stakes participation, and maybe digging up some old memories/meeting new friends.

If you want to play an ice breaker game, check out my 2025 Media Tracker and ask me for a hot take on any albums, movies or shows on there (I think I've reviewed all the books up to December, which I'll cover in the next few weeks, but other media not as much).


Challenge #2: Pets of Fandom: Loosely defined! Post about your pets, pets from your canon, anything you want!

Somehow, the only pet I can now think of is Darwin from seaQuest: DSV, who isn't strictly speaking a pet. The talking robot dolphin was a lot of fun, though.

Instead: here's a list of fic I've written that include significant pets (canonical or otherwise), because writing pets is really fun, given they're often (very cute) chaos goblins designed to throw plans awry. (Presented in order written):

Unstinting
Fandom: Marvel 616 (Captain America)
Summary: Sam Wilson, downtime.
Pet Content: Sam Wilson's canonical cat, Figaro.
Read on DW | Read on AO3

Found Sleeping
Fandom: Band of Brothers
Summary: After Replacements, Bill and Johnny look for Bull.
Pet Content: Original mama cat and kitten characters.
Read on DW | Read on AO3

To Say Nothing of the Tiger
Fandom: Hornblower (TV)
Summary: Admiral Pellew wants a favour. Horatio wants to do anything to help. William just wants to spend time with Horatio.
Pet Content: Admiral Pellew's [historically] canonical tiger.
Read on DW | Read on AO3

A Dog's Eye View
Fandom: Band of Brothers
Summary: How Trigger sees the events of "Crossroads."
Pet Content: The dog that Tab probably stole found in Holland.
Read on DW | Read on AO3

Also, here's a picture of my cat, who is a fandom pet insofar as she's named after Kaylee from Firefly.Read more... )


Challenge #3: Write a love letter to fandom. It might be to fandom in general, to a particular fandom, favourite character, anything at all.

I have a vague memory of a History of Psychology class some twenty years ago, where the professor was talking about the uncertainty of knowing if the world you perceived with your sense and senses was even remotely similar to the world anyone else perceived. He described philosophy (which is more or less what psychology was for most of history) as being like creating an image of the world, and holding it cupped in your hands, then opening your hands to show it to other people, and inquiring if that matched their image of the world, a process which bagged a number of questions for future philosophers to attempt to unpack. (Some of all of these details may be incorrectly recalled, with apologies to Professor C.)

This is how I feel about art in general, and fandom specifically: that need to articulate how one understands the world, and see if anyone else feels the same. And, yes, that does often involve a lot of pornography, but the point of transformative works as a form of philosophical communication remains.

I see a story out in the wide world, and it sparks something in me: resonates with a life experience, and emotion, something I want and don't have, an aspirational or cautionary way of moving through life, a new idea, something that just really pisses me off. The story speaks to me about how I perceive the world, and I wonder if that's true for anyone else, too.

So I take that story, and say to a friend and peer, "Hey, did you see that? Did it inspire/intrigue/inflame you too?" And someone else comes back and says, "Yes, but also..." or "Yes, and this too..." or "No, because..."

(or they don't, ask me about being in a fandom of one...)

And that communication can take the form of edits, or discord conversations, or meta posts, or pic spams, or setting the story to music, or rewriting it into a new story, or making a picture, or... or... or.... (In some ways, those reaction fic, that just retell a scene in a show or movie from the PoV of the author's blorbo, are the most immediate form of this.)

As a form of philosophy, it's imperfect, and often shallow, and inherently biased, but holding my fannish heart between two cupped hands and showing it to others has gone a long way to formulating how I interact with the world, and often made me feel less alone.

And for that, I'm grateful.

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Jan. 5th, 2026 03:06 pm
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Harmony Secret, episodes 1 and 2:

some thoughts/reactions )
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It's the end of my last day of holiday, and it snowed overnight! This was the absolute perfect end to what's been a delightful twelve days (made better by the fact that I didn't have to leave the house at 7am for a train commute that was likely to have been disrupted by the weather). I went to the pool for a final morning swim, and it was blissfully empty: I had the lane to myself, and swam 1km in twenty minutes. I also went for a little wander around town. All the children had congregated in Ely's sole grass-covered hill, and were tobogganing, having snowball fights, and making snowmen. Everyone was in a great mood. I took a lot of photos.

I skipped the second [community profile] snowflake_challenge prompt, but I'm back for the third: Write a love letter to fandom. It might be to fandom in general, to a particular fandom, favourite character, anything at all.

Love is a verb )

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Hello! I have three questions, all about the work of trauma/critical care/acute care surgeons in the US:

1) Would it ever be feasible for a TACS attending at an academic Level I trauma center to take semi-regular lunch breaks when on day shift (obviously assuming there’s no major trauma needing resuscitation and/or immediate operation, and assuming they have adequate support from residents, etc.)? What if it was decreed necessary by their doctor or their psychologist?

Narratively the goal here is to get the character outdoors near the hospital at a regular-ish time for ~30 minutes at least a few days a week, on at least some weeks. Judging from what I’ve read from people in this specialty on reddit it sounds as though this might (???) be achievable at some hospitals, especially if their setup happens to be rotating weeks of ICU / non-ICU trauma / EGS / admin-and-research, but given the apparent prevalence of hospital workers in acute care specialties not getting any breaks whatsoever I really can’t tell.

2) At what point is the TACS attending no longer involved in a patient’s care if the patient ends up requiring a long-term (at least several months) hospital stay to recover? Would it be as soon as the patient is stable enough to be out of the ICU? My understanding is that since trauma surgeons are largely doing non-surgical critical care and may often be in charge of the ICU they might be managing an operative trauma patient for a while post-op, but I’m not clear on at what point that patient stops being their problem.

3) To whom would a TACS attending (again, at an academic Level I) report to within the hospital hierarchy? Would it be the chief of the trauma service(?) (And would that person be the same or different from whoever they would need to clear FMLA leave or vacation time with?)

Any information or corrections on any of this greatly appreciated! Thank you!

New Years Book Meme

Jan. 4th, 2026 08:27 pm
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From [personal profile] sanguinity:

  1. Grab the nearest book.
  2. Turn to page 126
  3. The 6th full sentence is your life in 2026.

Nearest book is Glitter Blessed: Already Whole, Already Holy edited by Sean Neil-Barron, but it doesn't have 126 pages.

Next nearest book is A Beautiful Year: 52 Meditations on Faith, Wisdom, and Perseverance by Diana Butler Bass, which gives me:

Mark beckons us to a radical Lenten faith—to trust in rainbows even when covered with ash.

Which, given how the year is looking to shape up, is probably accurate. Hopefully accurate?

New Year's Book Prediction Meme

Jan. 4th, 2026 07:19 pm
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I always enjoy a little book-based divination!

via [personal profile] trobadora

  1. Grab the nearest book.
  2. Turn to page 126
  3. The 6th full sentence is your life in 2026.


There are two books near me! Grabbing the book directly in my field of view...

International conferences, first and foremost the "Sign & Symbol" series that takes place annually in Warsaw, are increasingly offering a venue for an exchange of data and ideas on the typology of writing systems, iconography, and notation, where in particular the character of phoneticism in hieroglyphic systems such as the Egyptian, Mayan, and Aztec scripts has become a focal point of interest.

Huh. Okay, then. Let's try the other book.



Wind batters the cabin.

...I think I liked the first one better.

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Jan. 4th, 2026 08:42 pm
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I picked up this 1969 novel at a library book sale based on its premise. I had never heard of the author. One of the great pleasures of reading, at least for me, is trying random old books I've never heard of. In addition to the possibility that they might be good, they're also an interesting window into other times. (Often, alas, extremely racist and sexist times.)

Sixteen people, eight women and eight men, who were on a flight to London, wake up in plastic boxes on a short strip of road with a hotel, a grocery store, and two cars without engines. Everything else is a forest. Naturally, most of the women scream, faint, and cry, while most of the men randomly fight each other (!), or run around yelling. Our hero does this:

Russell Grahame, feeling oddly detached from the whole absurd carnival, ran his left hand mechanically and repeatedly through his hair in the characteristic manner that had earned him the sobriquet Brainstroker among his few friends in the House of Commons.

He then goes to the hotel, finds the bar, and has a drink. Everyone else eventually follows him, and he fixes them all drinks. They are a semi-random set of passengers, including two husband and wife couples, plus three young female domestic science students, one Indian, and one West Indian girl improbably named Selene Bergere. I have no idea why that name is improbable, but it's remarked on frequently as unlikely and eventually turns out to not be her real name (but everyone goes on calling her Selene, as she prefers it.) They can all understand each other despite speaking different languages.

Russell takes charge and appoints himself group leader. They find food (and cigarettes) at the market, select hotel rooms, and then the husband-and-wife physics teachers point out that 1) the constellations are not Earth's, 2) gravity is only 2/3rds Earth's and they can all jump six feet in the air! Astonishing that none of the others noticed before. I personally would have immediately run outside and fulfilled my lifelong dream of being able to do weightless leaping. Sadly none of them do this and the low gravity is never mentioned again.

They theorize that possibly they've been kidnapped by aliens, maybe for a zoo or experiment, and the gender balance means they're supposed to breed. Russell approvingly notes that many of the single people pair up immediately, and three of them threesome-up. This is like six hours after they arrived!

On the second night, one of the three female domestic science students kills herself because she feels unable to cope. The next day, a party goes exploring (Russell reluctantly allows women to take part as the Russian woman journalist reminds him that women are different from men but have their own strength) and one of the men falls in a spiked pit and dies. Good going, Russell! Three days and you've already lost one-eighth of your party!

All the supplies they take are replenished, and one of the men spies on the market and sees metal spiders adding more cartons of cigarettes. He freaks out and tries to kill himself.

I feel like a random selection of sixteen people ought to be slightly less suicidal, even under pressure. In fact probably especially under a sort of pressure in which everyone has quite nice food and shelter, and they seem perfectly safe as long as they don't explore the forest.

One of the guys tries to capture a spider robot, but gets tangled up in the wire he used as a trap and dragged to death. Again, this group is really not the best at survival.

We randomly get some diary entries from a gay guy who's sad that no one else is gay. He confesses to Russell that he's gay and Russell, in definitely his best moment, just says, "Wow, that must be really hard for you to not have any sexual partners here." Those are the only diary entries we get, and none of this ever comes up again.

They soon find that there are three other groups. One is a kind of feudal warrior people from a world that isn't earth where they ride and live off deer-horse creatures. Another is Stone Age people, who dug the spiked pits to hunt for food. The third are fairies. The language spell allows them all to communicate, except no one can speak to the fairies as they just appear for an instant then vanish. The non-fairy groups confirm that they were also vanished from where they come from.

Russell and his now-girlfriend Anna the Russian journalist theorize that the fairies are the ones who kidnapped them. They and a Stone Age guy set out to find the fairies...

And then chickens save the day! )

So, was this a good book? Not really. Did anyone edit it? Doubtful. Did it have some interesting ideas and a good twist? Yes. Did I enjoy the hour and a half I spent reading it? Also yes. Would I ever re-read it? No. Do I recommend it? Only if you happen to also find it at a library book sale.

I am now 2 for 2 in reviewing every full length book I read in 2026! (I have not yet gotten to one manga, Night of the Living Cat # 1, and six single-issue comics, three each of Roots of Madness and They're All Terrible.) I think doing so will be good for my mental health and possibly also yours, considering what I and you could be doing on the internet instead of reading books and writing or reading book reviews.

Can I continue this streak??? Are you enjoying it?

The frost roads

Jan. 4th, 2026 02:39 pm
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It's Sunday afternoon, and I've got one more day of holiday tomorrow before heading back to work on Tuesday. It's been a good, restful, and much-needed break, and I'm hopeful that the aftereffects will remain for some time once everyday life resumes. (I'm resolutely trying to redirect my mind every time it contemplates global politics, because the panic spirals are intense.)

This weekend has in many ways been one in which I gradually reset myself to standard weekend routines: two hours at the gym yesterday (after a month without attending either of my classes due to illness and then Christmas holiday closures; my legs hurt), trundling around the market with Matthias to get the week's fruit, vegetables, and other groceries, 1km in the pool this morning. I've kept up swimming and daily yoga pretty much throughout the entire holiday, so apart from the absolute arctic temperatures when walking to and from the pool, that wasn't too much of a shock to the system.

Last night Matthias and I watched our first film of the year, Wake Up Dead Man, the latest Benoit Blanc mystery. As with the previous two, this one is tropey good fun, stealing gleefully from just about every famous locked room mystery, and involving the murder of a truly unpleasant Catholic priest in a small American town. If anything, the skewering of contemporary US politics is even more blunt than in previous films in the series, but given — with the mystery solved, and everything revealed — the various unpleasant avatars of the far-right malaise get their well-deserved comeuppance, I was quite happy for this element to be front and centre. I felt as if Daniel Craig wasn't quite as invested in this third outing, so I wonder if it might be the last, but still found it enjoyable enough.

This year's reading is off to a good start. I deliberately saved Murder in the Trembling Lands, the twenty-first (!) book in Barbara Hambly's Benjamin January series of historical mysteries so that it would be the first book of the new year, and I'm glad that I did so. If you've not picked up this series by now (or lost interest at an earlier stage), there's not much here that will convince you to change your mind, but if you love it as much as I do, you'll find all the familiar elements present and correct: the great sense of place in Hambly's evocation of 1840s New Orleans, the complex network of relationships in Ben's family both by blood and by choice, the tenacity with which Ben and his besieged community of free Black residents of the city try to build and preserve and sustain their lives of fragile safety in the face of all the individual and systemic pressures trying to overwhelm them, a mystery that takes us back into buried secrets of Ben's, and other characters' pasts that refuse to remain buried and threaten to bubble up to destroy them, etc. In other words, a solid contribution to what is now a sprawling series — but one to which I am always happy to return.

I followed that up with a slender little book, The Wax Child (Olga Ravn, translated from the Danish by Martin Aitken), which is a lush, lyrical, almost dreamlike account of a horrific series of witch trials in Denmark in the seventeenth century. The writing is powerful and lush, interweaving the unfolding catastrophe rushing towards the accused women with excerpts from contemporary Danish books of witchcraft.

That's it in terms of reading and viewing for now (except to say that if you have access to the BBC, I highly recommend David Attenborough's latest documentary, which is a single, hour-long episode focused on the urban life of animals in London — with some surprising creatures and moments!). I've filled a few prompts for [community profile] fandomtrees, I've caught up on both Dreamwidth and AO3 Yuletide comments, and I'm going to try to keep the remaining day-and-a-half of holidays slow and gentle. We're getting takeaway tonight, and will spend the evening vegetating in front of the TV. Tomorrow, I might wander into town to visit the public library, and then take the Christmas decorations down, and then the year will start to rush on, unfolding in front of me.

"Mr. Rowl" so far

Jan. 3rd, 2026 05:27 pm
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I needed a novel to round out my holiday reading, so I picked up "Mr. Rowl" by D.K. Broster (who wrote part of the Gay Jacobite Extended Universe). I'd read a couple reviews, but they were long enough ago that I remembered the following:

1. There are no gay Jacobites.
2. Because it's set during the Napoleonic War.
3. One of the characters (Raoul des Sablière) is a French officer who is a prisoner of war in England.
4. Everyone is very worried about their honour.
5. Readers of my acquaintance ship the French prisoner with an English dude.
6. The ladies are cool.

So I go into the book and immediately meet Raoul, and start looking for whoever I'm supposed to ship him with.

I meet Sir Francis, who is a handsome English Lord who Does Not Like Raoul. This seems like it's probably who I'm supposed to ship.

Except! Sir Francis is immediately a controlling dick to his fiancée. I have pretty generous shipping goggles, when need be, but I don't think anyone could read Sir Francis as being a controlling dick because he wants to be with Raoul. He's just a dick. He is very worried about his honour, though, so it did seem somewhat likely that he might still be the one.

No, one character being a dick has not slowed fandom down before. But isn't usually 100% my thing. So then I was feeling a little sad that I wasn't going to be into the pairing my friends like.

However, as I got farther into the book, and Sir Francis became even more of a dick, I was like, "This is going to be one hell of a redemption arc!" But also doubt.jpg. Also, also, wow, it's funny to have mostly aligned ships with someone, then have them be ride or die for something that's rapidly turning into a NOTP for me.

Finally, I broke and looked at AO3, and figured out I'm supposed to ship Raoul with some guy who has not yet showed up, as of 20% of the novel.

Which is a relief. Because I quite like Raoul, even if he has the Broster characteristic of being slightly silly about his honour, and he deserves better than Sir Francis, who is a dick.
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