Media Roundup May 2024

I’m still dealing with a huge reading block, but the last couple weeks have been…somewhat productive, but mostly only if you count rereading stuff I haven’t read in like, a long time. I was recently going through my kindle library, deleting stuff from authors who’ve pissed me off, and I found, way down in the depths, a bunch of books I decided I really wanted to reread.

It’s weird to reread books you haven’t even looked at in years. Like, knowing what happens without remembering any of the details is a weird sensation. Anyway, I reread Ginn Hale’s Cadeleonian series, or rather, the first four books–I knew there were two more but I never did get them, a problem I should remedy now, since these are really good books. Though they are definitely not for the faint of heart. Hale does not flinch from the ugliness of racism, religious prejudice, or the absolute grimy, bloody horror of living in a late medieval setting. But the characters are wonderfully, lovingly rendered, and the plotting is top-notch.

After that, I reread the Lynes and Mathey series, by Melissa Scott, which consists of two gaslamp fantasy mysteries set in a London with an interesting magical system. Then I started to reread another of her series, the Astreiant series. It’s another one with really interesting magic, this one based on astrology, and it’s a matriarchal setting, which is honestly so refreshing. I’ve got through three of the five books so far, but stalled out after that, because the problem with me and reading is that when I start a book there are only two outcomes: I hate it and quit, or I read until I’m done. And if I’m reading through a series of fairly long books, that can pose a problem for getting literally anything else done. I miss being able to listen to audiobooks, but since I went off my antidepressants, I can barely get through them. I have so many I’ve stalled out on halfway through and just can’t get back to them.

I did manage to listen all the way through the audiobook of Most Ardently, by Gabe Cole Novoa, though it was definitely an Experience. I kept having to rewind because I would just zone out without meaning to. Also the narration was done at such a low tone and volume that it was difficult to hear over the air conditioner unless I used my in-ear earbuds. That was my only complaint about the narration, though, the narrator did a good job otherwise. The story itself is a trans Pride and Prejudice, with Oliver (the Elizabeth character as a trans boy) as the POV character. It’s a very internal story for Oliver, rather than an attempt at a strict, period-accurate depiction of the trans experience, so it really feels more like a fairy-tale. This impression is only strengthened by the many instances of modern vernacular that might turn off a more historically minded reader.

That’s not to say it’s purely fluff. The focus on Oliver’s dysphoria was intense enough that even I found it upsetting, and the transphobia from the antagonist–let’s just say that there are certain parallels to my own orientation which made the threat of being forced to live as a wife and mother all the more horrifying to contemplate.

I also read K.L. Noone’s latest, a novella from her Magician series, and it was…fine. Would have been a much more interesting story if we’d been able to see the development of Van and Milo’s relationship as opposed to simply being told how they became friends. It functions better as a look at Lorre’s early character. Honestly my favorite part of the book was the list of story ideas at the back, especially ‘Five hundred years later, archeologists excavate the site of Lorre and Garrett’s first school’ which, if she doesn’t get around to writing, I definitely will at some point. I can’t stop thinking about how Lorre would react in a modern day setting, especially considering the climate change issues and how he would feel about all that with his connection to the natural world, and I think I just gave myself an idea for a novel. (because I needed another one lolsob)

Lastly, and the reason this is a media roundup instead of my usual reading roundup, I watched Pride and Prejudice and Zombies last night and…wow, what a bad movie. Like, I read the book, back when this silly publishing trend was actually booming, and it was just some good, ridiculous fun, but the movie was so badly edited and the dialogue and characterization was so minimal that it doesn’t even qualify as a popcorn flick. The way they were stringing together the most well-known lines of dialogue from the original just made the poor handling of the rest of the story all the more execrable.

Some other notes: I had to give up listening to Gideon the Ninth a few weeks ago right as the plot was starting to kick in, because my brain is trash, but the ebook was available from the library so I plan to try that and see if I can’t get through it this time. Also the next Psycop book is out, and I still have KJ Charles’ latest, and I got one of Cat Sebastian’s books on sale, and two Astreiant books left, one of which I never did get around the reading when I bought it. Fortunately for me I did buy it, apparently they’re out of print right now :(

peaches and bugs

We are firmly into Bug Season here in Texas. No fleas yet (knocks on all the wood) but I made the mistake of walking across the yard in my sandals and now I am covered with chigger bites. Plus I saw another scorpion. :/

On a brighter note, the big peach tree gave me the biggest harvest yet, and they are the juiciest, most delicious peaches ever. I’ve filled up one standard grocery bag and barely made a dent. Peaches for DAYS, I’m so excited.

This is also the first year the small peach tree produced fruit that actually ripened (usually it only does a handful that stay tiny and green until they get got by the bugs) but this year there were about half a dozen that looked really good. Unfortunately, they ripened faster than the big tree’s peaches, and are already rotting on the tree. I can’t really be that sad about missing out on them, since I did get a bumper crop from big tree, plus, the butterflies are enjoying the rotten peaches immensely. I’m sure the wasps and bees are too, but all I saw while I was checking was butterflies.

Since I don’t use pesticides, there were a certain number of the peaches that were inedible due to the extreme bugginess. One that I pulled off the tree had a weird dark spot at the top, and when I pulled it in half, there was a spider living in the peach where the seed should have been. I’m not sure what happened to the seed, that was really weird. And now I have to wonder if that spider read James and the Giant Peach.

Scorpions and such

I had Plans for today but then I got called in to work. (Story of my life) That kind of cast a pall over the day, which did not exactly dawn bright and cheery in the first place. Then as I was getting dressed, I found a scorpion in my pants, so that was fun. Fortunately for me, it was already dead (probably got washed and dried with the jeans), so I did not get stung, but you better believe I won’t be throwing my dirty clothes on the bathroom floor for a while.

Anyway, instead of spending a couple hours at the library, I spent it sorting and stocking and organizing stuff in the big cooler at work, and now I’m tired. Also it very rudely started raining while I was in the grocery store, and now I am slightly damp and the humidity is at 110%. I’m going to eat shitty frozen pizza and lie down, and then maybe I’ll have the energy to do writing things. I got in 1800 words yesterday so I guess I could give myself a break, but I’d really like to get the next chapter started while the words are still in my head…

Pancakes

I have kind of gotten out of the habit of cooking for myself. This has been true for a while, and has only gotten worse as the medication bingo drags on. The anxiety meds I’m on now have ruined my appetite, which is a bad combo with the whole executive dysfunction thing.

But every once in a while I wake up and want a nice breakfast. Mostly I just make fried eggs on toast, but I’ve collected a couple of go-to recipes for when I’m feeling more adventurous. One is a Chinese recipe I found on Tumblr for scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Due to Tumblr being a barely functional trash bin, I was unable to locate the recipe, but basically, scramble some eggs, remove from pan, put a chopped up tomato in the pan with a bit of oil, mirin, soy sauce, seasonings to taste (I use curry powder because I don’t have Chinese five spice which was what was in the recipe, and a dash of sesame oil. I also subbed the mirin for chinese rice wine because that’s what I had on hand. I’ve also made it with rice vinegar, but you’ll need to add some sugar to cut the acidity and make it thicken.) Cook at medium heat until the tomatoes break down and the liquid thickens into a sauce consistency, add the eggs back in and cook until they are heated back up. You’re supposed to serve over rice, but I can’t eat rice, so I just have it without, although I did put it over soba once, and it wasn’t bad. But cooking noodles for anything requires timing and I generally can’t be bothered.

But today, I wanted pancakes. My favorite regular pancake recipe is the Silver Dollar Pancakes from Penzey’s. No link for this either, since it seems to not be on their site anymore. I made it today with soymilk for the first time, since I was out of lactose free milk, and I have to say, the recipe doesn’t really hold up with it. It also required me to raise the temperature by a half setting to get the good golden crisping, which is kind of interesting. Maybe because of the lower fat content? I always buy whole milk. It’s what I grew up on, and even though I can’t actually drink the stuff, old habits and all that. Plus instant pudding tastes better with whole milk.

I ate the pancakes despite not being particularly impressed by the effort. I like them with whipped cream or ice cream, but my freezer is being a butt about ice cream (it wont stay frozen sigh) and I don’t have cream either, because I didn’t get to the grocery store yet, so I tried them with a dollop of lemon Greek yogurt and some strawberry preserves. It was fine, not great, but I did eat it all. (I’m not a fan of yogurt, but of the kinds I’ve tried, Chobani’s Greek style yogurt is…edible. The one I’ve liked the best is Oui, because it’s almost like pudding.)

I also like to make Japanese style pancakes every now and then, but those are a bit more effort than I can be bothered with just now. I use the Cooking With Dog recipe. (And look! An actual link to that one! ;)

A Tuesday

Tuesdays are always exhausting. We get our grocery truck on Thursdays, and as the person in charge of ordering and stocking the groceries (basically all the sale items not brought in by major vendors like Budweiser, Coca-Cola, or the other large franchises) it is my job to check it all in. I used to have help for this, but not currently.

Today was hazy and hot and muggy as hell, and the truck was a good three hours late, not arriving until almost three in the afternoon. Because they never actually arrive at the same time every week, this means I get there around noon, and may have to sit around for a couple of hours on a day like today, when they are catastrophically late. For some reason, they never let us know when they’re running late, we have to call ourselves. It’s annoying.

The sitting around doesn’t bother me so much–I do not have any internet at my house aside from the hotspot from my phone, which is throttled because our plan is old and cheap. I’m lucky if it will let me open up any site more bandwidth-intensive than a simple wordpress site. (Just for an example, it took about several minutes for it to load this page so I could make a new post. Ugh.) So I bring my laptop with me, and do all the Internet Things I can’t do at home. Today I did some editing, then wrote a little while I was waiting. (People kept coming over to interrupt me, so it was a very little.)

The real problem with them getting there so late is that the sun shines right in the windows all evening, so I got to stock twelve totes of groceries, plus the 40+ products that came in cases, during the hottest part of the day. Fun times. I am functionally dead now, suitable only for vegetating.

I have work in the morning, too, so there’s no time to get anything done tonight, even if I had the energy, since I got home around eight. I could poke at the manuscript some more, since I didn’t hit my ideal word count, but if I do that I’ll end up staying awake way too late, because I always do. I’m definitely a ‘time does not exist ADHD’. I’m just chilling on the futon in my studio, sort of watching Stargate SG1 on my phone while I type this. I’ve been watching it on and off on one of those free streaming apps; my attention span has been mostly non-existent for TV lately, so I usually just put on something I’ve already seen for the noise, which, lately, has been Iron Chef or Avatar the Last Air Bender, but I managed to watch most of Aquaman last night, which made me want to watch Stargate Atlantis again, but I want to at least get through the parts of SG1 before the spinoff first. BUT the first season is so bad, I’m slowly dying inside, the nineties were SUCH a bad time for female representation in science fiction TV. Like, I will stan Samantha Carter until the end of time, a true science queen, but so many problems would have been solved, narratively speaking, if they could have gotten away from the damn Token Female thing.

(The imperialism is…also not a good look. At least the show seems somewhat aware of this, though.)

(Aquaman was okay, but the CGI was…not very good. I can’t imagine it looked good on the big screen, when I was cringing through that first fight scene just watching in on the smallest phone screen currently available. Jason Momoa *almost* made up for it. Speaking purely aesthetically, he is very nice to look at, but they should have given him a better script, and beefed up the SFX budget. Also I’m just like. Not a big fan of the One True Good King trope. There was literally no reason why his mom couldn’t have taken the trident and become queen, except for the fact that the movie was called AquaMAN. She was a total badass, she deserved better than a standard Romantic Reunion with Joe Average Dude ending.)