Flowers in a fling, you grow in the weeds
Good news: I slept something like ten hours last night. Bad news: that means I woke just in time to see a rather delicate peach-and-periwinkle sunset tipping the roofs of our street before we were plunged again into the eternal darkness of mid-December. I am naturally nocturnal, but I still feel discombulated. Have a couple of links.
1. Courtey of a friend who is not on DW: I had not known all that much about Rutherford B. Hayes prior to this afternoon, but it seems he was both cooler than I thought and looked much better without the beard.
2. I feel it is unfair for any species to be introduced to the general population as "the ugliest [x] in the world," but I love the discovery of new plants. I think my favorite is Tiganophyton karasense.
3. Courtesy of![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch: when you move into a house rumored to have been built by a notorious bootlegger, a cache of Prohibition-era whiskey is probably the least weird thing you could find in your walls.
4. Identifying a shipwreck: after two hundred and fifty years, Streedagh's "Butter Boat" has turned out to be the Greyhound out of Whitby. I now have the song of the same name by Heather Dale stuck in my head, even though I believe there is no actual connection between the two.
5. Courtesy ofselkie: the Edwardian Christmas card that should launch a thousand m/m novels.
Print copies are still preorders, but e-books of the newly released double issue of Vastarien 3.2 are now available as I understand them and contain my poem "Drinking from the Incantation Bowl" along with a wealth of other weird poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and art. I am certainly looking forward.
1. Courtey of a friend who is not on DW: I had not known all that much about Rutherford B. Hayes prior to this afternoon, but it seems he was both cooler than I thought and looked much better without the beard.
2. I feel it is unfair for any species to be introduced to the general population as "the ugliest [x] in the world," but I love the discovery of new plants. I think my favorite is Tiganophyton karasense.
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spatch: when you move into a house rumored to have been built by a notorious bootlegger, a cache of Prohibition-era whiskey is probably the least weird thing you could find in your walls.4. Identifying a shipwreck: after two hundred and fifty years, Streedagh's "Butter Boat" has turned out to be the Greyhound out of Whitby. I now have the song of the same name by Heather Dale stuck in my head, even though I believe there is no actual connection between the two.
5. Courtesy of
selkie: the Edwardian Christmas card that should launch a thousand m/m novels.Print copies are still preorders, but e-books of the newly released double issue of Vastarien 3.2 are now available as I understand them and contain my poem "Drinking from the Incantation Bowl" along with a wealth of other weird poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and art. I am certainly looking forward.
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Congrats on the imminent release of Vastarien 3.2, and thank you for the heartening trivia about Rutherford B. Hayes.
"Our walls are built of booze"--indeed! What a great find.
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It has such personality!
Congrats on the imminent release of Vastarien 3.2, and thank you for the heartening trivia about Rutherford B. Hayes.
Thank you, and you're welcome! I will say more about the publication when my contributor's copies arrive.
"Our walls are built of booze"--indeed! What a great find.
It goes with the message in a bottle discovered this week in a wall in Back Bay.
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