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In the web of dizzy leaves
Yesterday, for my birthday, we drove up to New Hampshire to look at leaves.
It was an impromptu road trip; we took several maps and admired the foliage en route, and we found a state park a little north of Manchester called Bear Brook. No one in my family had ever been there before, but turned out to contain some beautiful hiking trails through pine forests and deciduous stands and ferns turning brown and rust-colored at knee-height, and a small river—probably the eponymous brook—that was so slow-sliding and clear that it made a mirror for the sky and the overhanging trees, and if you threw in a stone the ripples kept on expanding until they bounced back cleanly from the shore and crossed their originals, lenticular. The fiery reflections of the leaves in the stillness were amazing. In the water, the sky always faded to peat-black. With the late afternoon light, it was very quiet and amber and at one turn in the path I stood with my father and faded-orange leaves were falling all around us from the trees, spiraling; one fluttered into my hair. There were some other hitchhiker, sightseer types with their small children, but otherwise mostly we saw trees. I read P.C. Hodgell's To Ride A Rathorn in the car on the way back. It was beautiful.
And I have writing news, some of which I should have remembered to post days before this. My poem "Green and Dying" has been accepted for an upcoming issue of Ideomancer; my poem "Of Chasing After Yesterdays" and flash "Venefica" will appear in the next issue of Not One of Us; Mythic #2, which contains my poems "Homecoming" and "The Marriage of Iphis and Ianthe," is now a physical object and may usefully be purchased; and Electric Velocipede #11, which contains my flash "Bar Golem," is out. And for those of you who subscribe to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
greygirlbeast's Sirenia Digest (and for those of you who don't, you should), I think our collaboration "In the Praying Windows" came out awesomely: so I hope you liked it as well.
So, yeah. This is all to the good. And in repayment, because of the laws of conservation of pain and joy, today I have a cheesegrater sore throat and am taking silly quizzes to keep from taking a nap.
(Without further ado . . .)
Yay! I am from a planet that no longer exists! Venetia Burney, I commiserate with you.
I think this interpretation of Saturn makes much more sense if one doesn't readnineweaving . . .
Which Gilbert and Sullivan Character are You?
Villain — Bass
You're the one everyone just LOVES to hate. You're selfish, devious, and—let's face it—not that popular with the ladies. You prefer brutal honesty over gentle tact. Maybe you've got unrequited love, maybe you're just bitter about all these damn happy people singing songs around you all the time. No matter what you do, though, watch out for that Romantic Tenor. It's pretty much guaranteed that he's going to completely screw you over. Examples: Wilfred Shadbolt (Yeomen of the Guard), Dick Deadeye (HMS Pinafore), Sir Despard Murgatroyd (Ruddigore)
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Well, damn. I must be in a worse mood than I thought . . .
It was an impromptu road trip; we took several maps and admired the foliage en route, and we found a state park a little north of Manchester called Bear Brook. No one in my family had ever been there before, but turned out to contain some beautiful hiking trails through pine forests and deciduous stands and ferns turning brown and rust-colored at knee-height, and a small river—probably the eponymous brook—that was so slow-sliding and clear that it made a mirror for the sky and the overhanging trees, and if you threw in a stone the ripples kept on expanding until they bounced back cleanly from the shore and crossed their originals, lenticular. The fiery reflections of the leaves in the stillness were amazing. In the water, the sky always faded to peat-black. With the late afternoon light, it was very quiet and amber and at one turn in the path I stood with my father and faded-orange leaves were falling all around us from the trees, spiraling; one fluttered into my hair. There were some other hitchhiker, sightseer types with their small children, but otherwise mostly we saw trees. I read P.C. Hodgell's To Ride A Rathorn in the car on the way back. It was beautiful.
And I have writing news, some of which I should have remembered to post days before this. My poem "Green and Dying" has been accepted for an upcoming issue of Ideomancer; my poem "Of Chasing After Yesterdays" and flash "Venefica" will appear in the next issue of Not One of Us; Mythic #2, which contains my poems "Homecoming" and "The Marriage of Iphis and Ianthe," is now a physical object and may usefully be purchased; and Electric Velocipede #11, which contains my flash "Bar Golem," is out. And for those of you who subscribe to
greygirlbeast's Sirenia Digest (and for those of you who don't, you should), I think our collaboration "In the Praying Windows" came out awesomely: so I hope you liked it as well. So, yeah. This is all to the good. And in repayment, because of the laws of conservation of pain and joy, today I have a cheesegrater sore throat and am taking silly quizzes to keep from taking a nap.
(Without further ado . . .)
| You Are From Pluto |
 You are a dark, mysterious soul, full of magic and the secrets of the universe. You can get the scoop on anything, but you keep your own secrets locked in your heart. You love change and you use it to your advantage, whether by choice or chance. You don't like to compromise, to the point of being self-destructive with your stubborness. Live life with love, and your deep powers will open the world to you. |
Yay! I am from a planet that no longer exists! Venetia Burney, I commiserate with you.
| You Should Rule Saturn |
 Saturn is a mysterious planet that can rarely be seen with the naked eye. You are perfect to rule Saturn because like its rings, you don't always follow the rules of nature. And like Saturn, to really be able to understand you, someone delve beyond your appearance. You are not an easy person to befriend. However, once you enter a friendship, you'll be a friend for life. You think slowly but deeply. You only gain great understanding after a situation has past. |
I think this interpretation of Saturn makes much more sense if one doesn't read
nineweaving . . .Which Gilbert and Sullivan Character are You?
Villain — Bass
You're the one everyone just LOVES to hate. You're selfish, devious, and—let's face it—not that popular with the ladies. You prefer brutal honesty over gentle tact. Maybe you've got unrequited love, maybe you're just bitter about all these damn happy people singing songs around you all the time. No matter what you do, though, watch out for that Romantic Tenor. It's pretty much guaranteed that he's going to completely screw you over. Examples: Wilfred Shadbolt (Yeomen of the Guard), Dick Deadeye (HMS Pinafore), Sir Despard Murgatroyd (Ruddigore)
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Well, damn. I must be in a worse mood than I thought . . .
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