Now although I'm forsaken, I won't be cast down
I spent the day after Thanksgiving observing what ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
selkie calls Leftoversgiving: I brought turkey and other accoutrements to rushthatspeaks and we hung out for the evening, in part with nineweaving, talking books and movies and childhood reading, looking for female-focused Arthuriana that was not written by Marion Zimmer Bradley, and discovering the existence of Kennedy & Boyd's Naomi Mitchison Library, yes, please. Autolycus does not seem to have killed my computer by tipping half a mug of water across it this afternoon in pursuit of my turkey sandwich. I hope to spend at least a portion of my weekend writing about Ida Lupino's The Hitch-Hiker (1953), which I watched for Erev Thanksgiving. Maybe I will just spend a day not doing anything first. Have some links.
1. I was enjoying this article on the malleable myth of Robin Hood even before it came out swinging for Michael Curtiz's The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938). It gives me an excuse to linkgenarti's "Merrily in Springtime," still one of my all-time favorite retellings. I did archery seriously for seven years and I approve.
2. Usually I want a teleporter for film festivals or theater, but this time I want it for this exhibit at the British Museum: I Am Ashurbanipal. One of my favorite professors at Yale was always apologizing, semi-seriously, for studying the Assyrians. He also used to apologize for listening to Wagner. I treasure my memories of watching him juggle clementines and sing the national anthem of the GDR, tragically not at the same time.
3. I recommend all of Nicholas Lezard's "On Being a Jew-ish Schoolboy," but I was especially struck by the distinction with which he follows up a schoolfellow's taunt that his familial if not personal Jewishness made him "good enough for the ovens": "Technically, according to the Nuremberg Laws, my interlocutor was incorrect. Mischlinge zweiten Grades, or one-quarter-Jewish, would in 1935 have made me still eligible for German citizenship—though it would have been an uncomfortable time, I suspect." Maybe just because I have at times referred to myself as a Mischling, because I have had other people unwantedly evaluate my historical chances for me, drawing the lines from different sides. His later remark about shibboleths reminded me of Natasha Solomons' Mr. Rosenblum Dreams in English (2010).
4. This article on biscuits sent me down a rabbit hole of looking for soft flours in New England, but it looks as though King Arthur has us covered with either their cake flour or their even softer self-rising flour. I never before noticed that they label their products with their gluten content. I really appreciate it.
5. Very belatedly, I have learned that Liz Bourke included one of my stories in her imaginary anthology To Wreck and Reign. I'm honored to be part of that garland. I just wish it existed in print.
selkie calls Leftoversgiving: I brought turkey and other accoutrements to rushthatspeaks and we hung out for the evening, in part with nineweaving, talking books and movies and childhood reading, looking for female-focused Arthuriana that was not written by Marion Zimmer Bradley, and discovering the existence of Kennedy & Boyd's Naomi Mitchison Library, yes, please. Autolycus does not seem to have killed my computer by tipping half a mug of water across it this afternoon in pursuit of my turkey sandwich. I hope to spend at least a portion of my weekend writing about Ida Lupino's The Hitch-Hiker (1953), which I watched for Erev Thanksgiving. Maybe I will just spend a day not doing anything first. Have some links.1. I was enjoying this article on the malleable myth of Robin Hood even before it came out swinging for Michael Curtiz's The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938). It gives me an excuse to link
genarti's "Merrily in Springtime," still one of my all-time favorite retellings. I did archery seriously for seven years and I approve.2. Usually I want a teleporter for film festivals or theater, but this time I want it for this exhibit at the British Museum: I Am Ashurbanipal. One of my favorite professors at Yale was always apologizing, semi-seriously, for studying the Assyrians. He also used to apologize for listening to Wagner. I treasure my memories of watching him juggle clementines and sing the national anthem of the GDR, tragically not at the same time.
3. I recommend all of Nicholas Lezard's "On Being a Jew-ish Schoolboy," but I was especially struck by the distinction with which he follows up a schoolfellow's taunt that his familial if not personal Jewishness made him "good enough for the ovens": "Technically, according to the Nuremberg Laws, my interlocutor was incorrect. Mischlinge zweiten Grades, or one-quarter-Jewish, would in 1935 have made me still eligible for German citizenship—though it would have been an uncomfortable time, I suspect." Maybe just because I have at times referred to myself as a Mischling, because I have had other people unwantedly evaluate my historical chances for me, drawing the lines from different sides. His later remark about shibboleths reminded me of Natasha Solomons' Mr. Rosenblum Dreams in English (2010).
4. This article on biscuits sent me down a rabbit hole of looking for soft flours in New England, but it looks as though King Arthur has us covered with either their cake flour or their even softer self-rising flour. I never before noticed that they label their products with their gluten content. I really appreciate it.
5. Very belatedly, I have learned that Liz Bourke included one of my stories in her imaginary anthology To Wreck and Reign. I'm honored to be part of that garland. I just wish it existed in print.
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Nice! We've used their all-purpose flour for years.