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November forest of Lagoda by Andrey
edward likes taking bella to the meadow because she gets eaten up by mosquitos who then become flying little snackies that edward doubles back for. edward leaps about the meadow snatching them up like a bass jumping from a lake
Ophelia, (Detail), (1889) by John William Waterhouse RA (English, 1849 – 1917), oil on canvas, 98 cm x 158 cm, Private Collection
“ 'I am half sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott.” - Alfred Tennyson, The Lady of Shalott, 1832
William Holman Hunt, The Lady of Shalott, 1850, black chalk, pen and ink, 23.5 × 14.2 cm, NGV, Melbourne Felton Bequest, 1921
John William Waterhouse - Hylas and the nymphs (detail), 1896
Ray Bradbury’s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” that was written in 1950 is set on the day of August 4th, 2026 (tomorrow)!! Now’s your chance to read it around the time it’s based in!
Audio: A recording of Leonard Nimoy reading it on Internet Archive.
Text: A PDF version.
Graphic Novel: On Internet Archive.
COVER REVEAL!
“You exist because of a crime, because of a curse, and because of a trick...”
Blodeuedd never asked to be made.
Created from flowers of oak, broom, and meadowsweet to marry a man cursed never to have a human wife, Blodeuedd has no knowledge of the world, no family outside the marriage, and no power to choose. But a caged animal still has claws, and Blodeuedd will find a way to be free, whatever the cost.
Gwydion knows what it is to be unmade.
Haunted by the years he served in animal form as punishment for his brother's crimes, Gwydion has turned his tricks to his nephew's happiness – and the creation of Blodeuedd is the greatest trick of them all. But his creation asks questions he cannot answer and drags from the depths of the forest the past he has been trying so hard to forget.
Now they both must face their unmaking.
From the author of The Wolf and His King comes a spellbinding new novel retelling the medieval Welsh story of Blodeuwedd in a profound exploration of cyclical trauma and transformation.
THE ANIMALS WE BECAME is coming this November from @gollancz, and next year from Erewhon Books for North American readers. I am excited (and a little nervous!) to bring you all this book about gender, trauma, and compulsory heterosexuality, as expressed through nonconsensual animal transformations and deeply unreliable narrators. Also a fair smattering of medieval Welsh law, to be honest.
It is both like TWAHK (it's medieval, it's about bodies in crisis, I got carried away with the historical thesaurus while editing it) and entirely unlike it (there's no romance, the sex is slightly more explicit, and I would describe the mood as less melancholy but angrier and certainly not *happier*). It also has more women in it, though the gender of the protagonists is a bit of a shrug and a noncommittal hand gesture situation. It is a very trans book. They're all having an absolute time of it with gender in this one.
More details and preorder links are on my website! Why not pre-order while you're buying TWAHK in paperback? ;)
Cover art once again by the wonderful Tom Roberts, who also did the art for TWAHK :)
Shalott, my short comic inspired by Alfred Tennyson's poem, is now available to buy digitally in English and in both digital and physical formats in Spanish 🌙🍂
You might enjoy this if you like Arthuriana, Pre-Raphaelite art and classic shoujo manga. And it's only 1€!
https://ko-fi.com/skogs_dotter/shop
If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading
1. your suffering can’t end until you stop identifying with it. if your sense of self is tied up in your suffering, anyone or anything that attempts to separate you from it will become the enemy because, whether consciously or subconsciously, you will on some level believe they are trying to take away a part of who you are.
2. read the above again.
A few weeks ago one of my historical pet peeves was activated when I heard about a new Robin Hood movie that takes the groundbreaking, unprecedented, bold and visionary step of suggesting that the Middle Ages were a time of brutality, cynicism, and lawlessness.
Sarcasm alert. Everything I've heard about this movie sounds like it was created specifically to annoy me, so I'm going to try to ignore it and just talk about my pet peeve, which is this pop culture myth that the medieval period was particularly filthy, brutal, misogynistic and lawless.
Which is simply not the truth, and here's a true story from 1348 that shows the real Middle Ages.
We know this story because it's a very important moment in the development of common law - that is, the facts and the conclusion of the story were written down and became the basis for how similar cases would be decided long into the future. This 1348 judicial decision (citation: I de S et Uxor v W de S (1348) yb 22 edw iii f 99) is still read by law students today when studying the tort (or wrong) of assault. That's nearly seven hundred years of judges and lawyers looking back at a medieval judicial decision and saying, "Yes! That was a good and just decision!"
To set the stage, it's the 1300s - a century famous for the Black Death, the Hundred Years' War, the Peasants' Revolt, and the Babylonian Captivity of the Church that saw the papacy moved to the French town of Avignon as puppets of the French monarchcy. But that's not the only thing that happens in the 1300s. This century also sees the publication of Dante's Divine Comedy; the Clockwork Revolution in which intricately designed clocks tracked everything from the hours of the day (which were measured in variable lengths) to the phases of the moon and the Sun's path through the zodiac; the creation of gorgeous books of hours and tapestries; the career of Christine de Pizan, the first woman known to have made a living from her pen; the writing of Geoffrey Chaucer and the radical social and religious reforms proposed by John Wyclif and his followers.
About the middle of this century a man known to history as W de S came in the night to the house of I de S and M, his wife, looking to buy some wine. The door to the taven was closed, so W pounded on the door with a hatchet, which he had in his hand. At this, M, the tavern-keeper's wife, put her head out the window and told him to stop. W responded by throwing the hatchet at M, narrowly missing her.
The tavern-keeper and his wife, contrary to what pop culture will tell you, responded exactly the way a couple of pub owners might respond today: they took the offender to court and argued that W had made an assault on M. W argued, in response, that he had committed no crime because the hatchet had not in fact struck M.
You might now be thinking that of course W would have won the case, since no actual physical harm was done to the woman he'd attacked. But you would be wrong! The judge in the case declared that the assault itself was harmful, and that W was liable to pay compensation for the fright he had caused M.
"Ever since then," states my old Torts textbook, "the tort of assault has extended protection to a person's right to be free of emotional disturbance brought about by intentional threats of physical violence."
Law did exist in the middle ages. Women, as well as men, could expect to be protected by the law from assault. And not only physical, but even emotional damages could be awarded for assault...all the way back in 1348.
It wasn't a perfect time, but it was far from the callous brutality depicted on our movie screens.
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it’s amazing how women are able to navigate crowded rooms without ever touching a palm to a man’s lower back