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I have a thought about ‘kill your darlings.’ There seems to be a general notion out there in the ether that the phrase means, ‘Hunt down every sentence or image you really love and cut it down like a pernicious weed.’ That, my dears, is bullshit. In my opinion, what it really means is, ‘If you’re rewriting a whole scene just so that a paragraph or conversation you’re in love with will work, and it still kind of doesn’t, maybe it doesn’t really belong in this story and you should print it out and put it in a lovely, decorative folder labelled DARLINGS to read on those days when you hate every sentence you’re writing.’
Delia Sherman, American fantasy writer (via ellenkushner)
Everyone who reblogs this will get the title of a book to read based on their bio/posts.
Everyone. I mean it.
THIS IS THE BEST POST
I HAVE EVER SEEN
EVER
they really do mean everyone
UPDATE: Yup I got the thing
PLEEEEASE work
I hate to add to the burden of the queue, but I wanted to try. Thank you in advance.
I love book recommendations. Thank you for doing this.
In the name of science, I will do the things and reblog this!
Raiders of the First Part
“I’m not really a bard...” Linnet.
Following her daring highway robbery, Linnet needs to get out of town for a while. Soth is keen to witness an important atrological conjunction, and invites her to come along. They find that a major archaeological dig is happening at the site of the remote observatory. Nominally under the auspices of Lord Goldhawk, but in fact overseen by a sinister dragonborn sorcerer. The heroes rescue Goldhawk’s son, and retrieve the artifact the sorcerer had been seeking. In his anger the sorcerer murders Lord Goldhawk and flees. The heroes give chase, and battle him to the death. The new Lord Goldhawk himself avenges his father’s murder. Soth is granted a vison by his unearthly patron, and Linnet discovers that she has been chosen to seek the scattered shards of the fabled Rod of Seven Parts. Of the dragonborn sorcerer’s allies, including the red dragon they saw him summon, they know nothing...
Roundel week continues!
When London’s tube, bus, and tram companies were unified into the single entity ‘London Transport’ in 1933, that company also adopted the roundel as its symbol, as shown in the 1934 photo of a bus shelter that appears at top left.
The roundel also appeared on our vehicles, like the trolleybus pictured at top right. It was even incorporated into vehicle design, as seen in the 1956 photo of the RM-1 bus, where the roundel was incorporated into the front grille.
Stay tuned all week for more on the roundel!
The 2 doesn't run to crystal Palace any more. Stops at West Norwood.
As the Olympics did for sport, a nationwide project could show that art, culture and science are also core passions for Britain
Guardian article on last year’s Fun Palaces & why.
Yvonne Craig...
…changed my life. I was born on a small farm in the boonies, very little television, very remote. Everyone around me was a very conservative farmer.
I can’t talk about this much right now, I just found out the news.
One day I got to go to a cousin’s house and watch a rerun of the Batman syndicated show. I’d never seen it. And I saw Yvonne Craig as Batgirl and my little girl mind was blown. It is not exaggeration to say my life was changed forever.
A girl who could kick bad guy butt, who was a librarian, who had RED HAIR, who was smart, and tough, and rode a motorcycle. I can’t even begin to explain what that meant to me. I’ve said it many times, but after seeing Yvonne Craig on television, I stood a little taller in my school, I spoke up a little louder in class, and when bullies picked on other kids, I would take a stand. Because of Batgirl, because of Yvonne Craig.
To this day, a huge chunk of the joy in my life is because I discovered Batgirl, and because Yvonne Craig played her so beautifully.
The writing I do, the travel I take, the readers I meet, it’s all because one day, a painfully shy redheaded girl with big dreams and no way to express them saw a life-changing portrayal. It may have been camp to some, it wasn’t to me.
I am not being articulate right now, I’m actually having trouble typing. But I just want to say for myself, and all the other kids of all genders who felt the same way…thank you, Yvonne.
You are still the coolest thing to ever wear the cowl.
The Strayaway Child
For Christmas, I gave my older nephew the new D&D Players’ Handbook. Last week, I ran a game for him and his brother for the first time.
The Strayaway Child was my old introductory adventure in 2e D&D, inspired by the Chieftains’ version of the melody of that name. It was easy work to rejig it for 5e. It’s simple, hopefully quite atmospheric, and sets a basic standard of heroism that most PCs should pass.
Travelling together, Fezzwick the Gnome wizard and Bill the bard come upon a village in distress. A small child has wandered into the cursed Old Forest, and no-one dares go in to rescue her. The adventure-seeking heroes leap at the chance, though, and, after questioning the locals further, set off into the darkening wood.
Meeting a lost warrior who soon becomes their loyal companion, they explore in the sinister forest. They encounter skeleton woodcutters (toned down from the runaway lovers turned zombies of the original adventure), and fight goblins. Bill finds a wounded owl and tends to the creature.
They catch sight of the lost child, but goblins capture her before they can reach her. They track them to a ruined village in the heart of the forest. They investigate the chapel, the one building undespoiled by goblins, and find the hidden tomb of Lucian, the legendary knight.
They snatch the little girl from the goblins, but the goblin shaman summons the spirit of the witch who first cursed the place, and evil flames begin to engulf the forest. At this point, Bill takes the owl whistle which mysteriously appeared in his possession after helping the wounded bird, and blows it. Giant owls swoop in, and carry the heroes to safety.
The villagers are overjoyed at the safe return of little Mary, and the forest fire seems to have lifted the curse - perhaps the trees wil grow back healthily, now.
The boys did well, making some good decisions (and some not so good), and enjoying being the heroes of the story.
Camping/Backpacking can seem daunting. However, it is one of my favorite activities in this world. Here are a few guides I thought I would share to demystify and encourage you to try it.
I DMed my first game of D&D today. It went well! I’m jotting down, for myself as much as anyone else, what happened, what worked, what didn’t, and what I’ve learned.
(If you’re planning on playing the starter set of D&D5e, spoilers ahead)
What happened:
Our adventure begins with the party on a…
Fascinating - forgotten what it was like to be first-time players/GM. Hope they carry on with it.
hey girl: toxic masculinity is killing us, too. Can we ride with you?
A.R.V.
To find money to help the poor, Linnet had a plan for a spectacular robbery, requiring meticulous planning, to take down the “war wagon” carrying gold and valuables. Linnet enlisted the other PCs, and asembled a team of robbers, mercenaries and specialists. Booby traps, falconers to stop messenger pigeons rasing the alarm, a faked dragon attack, and in the end, Linnet diving from a carriage and among the horses to stop the runaway wagon.
Too bad that Earl Quentin had set the whole thing up to hide that his gold mine was played out, and wanted the excuse of a robbery to hide that he couldn’t pay off his creditors.
Still, they had that safe, and that’s where the really interesting and valuable stuff was being carried...
“It’d be no walk in the park. That wagon’s reinforced, and armoured. Drawn by six strong horses, all with armoured barding and special shoes to protect their hooves from spikes and caltrops. Thirty cavalry ride with it – ten horse archers, ten lancers, ten sabreurs – and outriders run ahead to spot any barricades or traps so it’s hard to set up an ambush. And if they are attacked, or need help? They send carrier pigeons out to call for aid from Hatherwick, their staging fort, or Perrimar – whichever’s nearest. A wizard rides alongside the driver, and they’re both protected by an armoured compartment. The carriage is defended by three half ogres – brothers – too stupid to be bribed, too proud to surrender. And that turret on top of the wagon, the one with the strange spout sticking out of it? There’s something in there that breathes fire. That’s what did for poor Jako. If you stop the wagon and defeat the guards, you still need to break in. Armoured, like I say. Masterwork locks. And if you get into the carriage itself you’ll get the gold, sure. But the gems and the blackmail letters and that? A safe. Bolted into the floor. Wizard locked. Tough nut to crack. But I saw how you was looking at her. So I wishes you well. All I ask is – if you do it, and get away clean – pour a glass and have a drink to Jako, what didn’t should have died so young”.
My Reaction to Mad Max: Fury Road and the Utter Perfection that is Imperator Furiosa
Okay so. Buckle up, kids. It’s time for Furiosa feels.
Here’s the thing.
I am what’s called a fetal amputee. Fancy way for saying I was born with a missing limb. I’ve written about this on here before, but it’s been a long time and I’ve gained a lot of new followers recently (hai guyz) so it might be news to some of you.
This is me.
This is Charlize Theron as Furiosa.
I finally wound up going to see this movie Monday night after work, by myself, cause I was too thirsty for it and couldn’t wait for my friends to be available. Everyone was out of town this weekend for various reasons, so I figured I’d just wait for someone to go with, but then Facebook started talking about how amazing it was and I just couldn’t put it off any longer. So that’s how I ended up in a theater last night, completely by myself – not another soul in the room, sobbing my eyes out.
Because you guys. I am turning 30 years old next week. I’ve been a fan of action film my entire life. And I have NEVER seen a physically disabled, kickass, female lead character in a Hollywood movie EVER – not once, until yesterday.
(SEMI-SPOILERS AHEAD)
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Art flourishes in times of resistance. So, go. Flourish. Resist.
The Chamber of Hopelessness. (Dave Trampier, AD&D module S1: Tomb of Horrors by Gary Gygax, TSR, 1978, 1981.)
Desire Paths
“Actually it’s not a continuum, so much as a larder…” Soth.
Engaged by a Dwarven armourer to find what happened to his missing kinsman, the heroes travel north into the lands of the Kenja barbarians. They find that the missing Dwarf went with a group of their young warriors to investigate strange lights seen at a ruined castle.
Accompanied by a Kenja “contrary” named Shanta, they found portals that opened to tempt victims into an infernal temple where the unwary might lose their souls. Ecglaf, Trystess’s squire, fell through a portal and also needed rescuing.
Soth’s knowledge of the workings of such things enabled them to find anchors to bring most of the victims back to the world through their connections to the people they loved. This also required battling devils and some of the possessed warriors.
With the temple collapsing around them, they brought the survivors to safety. Pleased though he was with the fine Dwarven-made armour with which he was rewarded, Trystess was most happy to have his faithful servant back safe and well.