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Rabbit, rabbit.
Inspired by Jason Wilson and Dave Swarbrick's Lion Rampant (2014) and the ever-increasing tinniness of the sound on my laptop, I dug out my old speakers from New Haven. I'd forgotten they'd survived until my mother reminded me. The sound is a little hissy and crackly—they weren't new speakers when they were boxed up—but I can play music in stereo off my computer for the first time in nine years. It's wonderful. There are albums I have never heard on anything but my laptop speakers and I am playing them properly for the first time. At the moment it is weirding the cats out slightly, such that they're circling warily and peering into my office from the doorway, but I trust they will get used to it and eventually resume sleeping on my lap while I type, because I find their presence incredibly reassuring and I am the warmest thing in the room outside of the radiator. At least so far it's keeping them from eviscerating the new and exciting tangle of wires. [edit] We have Autolycus! Cat on my lap and music. Success.
Because it is February, I am reading again for Strange Horizons. Send me your poems! I'm editor on duty until the end of March.
It is amazing how much happier being able to hear music normally makes me.
Inspired by Jason Wilson and Dave Swarbrick's Lion Rampant (2014) and the ever-increasing tinniness of the sound on my laptop, I dug out my old speakers from New Haven. I'd forgotten they'd survived until my mother reminded me. The sound is a little hissy and crackly—they weren't new speakers when they were boxed up—but I can play music in stereo off my computer for the first time in nine years. It's wonderful. There are albums I have never heard on anything but my laptop speakers and I am playing them properly for the first time. At the moment it is weirding the cats out slightly, such that they're circling warily and peering into my office from the doorway, but I trust they will get used to it and eventually resume sleeping on my lap while I type, because I find their presence incredibly reassuring and I am the warmest thing in the room outside of the radiator. At least so far it's keeping them from eviscerating the new and exciting tangle of wires. [edit] We have Autolycus! Cat on my lap and music. Success.
Because it is February, I am reading again for Strange Horizons. Send me your poems! I'm editor on duty until the end of March.
It is amazing how much happier being able to hear music normally makes me.
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It is a small but really substantial change. I was living with the other sound, but the other sound is transient—you don't take a speaker system with you when you travel. This tells me I belong here.
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These are all important components of home. I intend to enjoy them no matter what.
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I've been listening to music directly off my computer for years; so much of my stuff was in boxes for so long, I just sort of resigned myself to it. And I had music playing constantly! I don't function well without it. But it wasn't the same. I am so much happier right now.
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And yeah, laptop speakers are just . . . not the same. At all.
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Nine
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It makes a difference! I can't use headphones, so everything I've heard at home for years now has been filtered through Bertie Owen's brave but tinny little built-in speakers. Now I've actually got some resonance in the sound.
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(Did Oct/Nov SH replies go out? I fear the listserv-gremlin...)
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It makes it home.
(Did Oct/Nov SH replies go out? I fear the listserv-gremlin...)
If you submitted anything to me in October or November, I did not receive it—I've replied to all submissions by now! Please re-send your work! If you're worried about gremlins, carbon-copy the submission to my personal e-mail. [edit] Carbon-copy it to Gmail if you're really worried.
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