I'm an architect but I don't really blog about that...
I'm a big lover of folktales and fairytales, fantasy, and horror, but I also love reading about history and natural science.
My big writblr projects are below.
Read Escaping Perdition on Ao3 - COMPLETE
Read In the Chillest Land on Ao3 - COMPLETE
Links under the cut!
Escaping Perdition tag
Character art of Kai and Ollie, my sweet, sweet boys
World Map World Map it's a World Map
Map of the City of Rin
Pantheon part one: the Eldest Gods
Pantheon part two: the Kids
Pantheon part three: The Grandkids and the Ascended
In the Chillest Land
Oh wow this bitch really likes making maps
Something Rotten - Mystery, fantasy, politics
When one of her peers in both nobility and academia dies under mysterious circumstances, Archmage Atia, Duchess of Tirest is devastated. Especially when police are unable to produce a cause of death and investigate what she's certain is a murder amongst Kentar's royals and elites. Determined not to let her old friend's death go unavenged, her Grace decides it's time to use her encyclopedic knowledge of magic and court politics to figure out how he was killed and who is responsible. Dahi, Lady Atia's indentured maidservant, would much prefer that her aging and infirm mistress not stay up to all hours going through magical texts and run all over the city talking to suspects. Only a year from being released from her contract, Dahi has been promised something truly unheard of by her beloved mistress: back wages for her years of faithful service. Wages she absolutely will not get if the old woman gets herself killed before the contract expires.
The Priestess and the Pirate - Romance, fantasy, swashbuckling
The Imperial Navy is a great place to hide away an illegitimate and unwanted prince. It's not quite as ideal for his attendant, Myrina, a priestess who has been tasked with keeping the young prince 'pure'. Barely older than his highness and just as delighted with the new sights and experiences of the open sea, Myrina has been struggling with the expectations of the church to keep the spare prince (and herself) from falling into the habits of the navy men they're surrounded with. When the Imperial flagship is attacked by pirates, both Myrina and her charge are captured. The pirate captain seems to be much less interested in the prince and his potential ransom than he is in prying Myrina away from her piety⦠but there are darker forces at work than the rakish pirate's personal desires.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Hey I am posting book 2 now! Darkness Alters is a brisk little novella about a house that definitely isn't haunted. I tried to write this so it was friendly to new readers, so feel free to hop on in! Drysia is three years older and wiser than we last saw her. She's not as whiny as she used to be, but she's infinitely more volatile. You know. From the trauma. Let's give her some more!
I snuck a look at Darrenās broad back as he bent over his phone, thumbs clicking rapidly across the tiny plastic keys, āTomas locked everything up, but he can meet me there with the keys after work.ā He lifted his head, āYou girls really aināt scared of demons?ā
Jeonghye, barely tall enough that the upwards spray of her twin high buns brushed his shoulder, glared up at him like heād just asked if she was afraid of butterflies.
The large craft paper sign that Amy had made, with cheery red lettering and entirely too much glitter, read āBLOODMOON COVEN: WITCHCRAFT FOR HIREā. The name had apparently been a drunken joke when theyād picked it freshman year but despite many attempts theyād never managed to reach unanimous consensus on another one before filing for the license. Half of them grimaced with embarrassment when they said it out loud, but it did keep solicitors away.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Hey I am posting book 2 now! Darkness Alters is a brisk little novella about a house that definitely isn't haunted. I tried to write this so it was friendly to new readers, so feel free to hop on in! Drysia is three years older and wiser than we last saw her. She's not as whiny as she used to be, but she's infinitely more volatile. You know. From the trauma. Let's give her some more!
I snuck a look at Darrenās broad back as he bent over his phone, thumbs clicking rapidly across the tiny plastic keys, āTomas locked everything up, but he can meet me there with the keys after work.ā He lifted his head, āYou girls really aināt scared of demons?ā
Jeonghye, barely tall enough that the upwards spray of her twin high buns brushed his shoulder, glared up at him like heād just asked if she was afraid of butterflies.
"Isn't it weird that [thing humans commonly eat] is poisonous to literally every domesticated animal" I mean, there's a pretty good chance that [thing humans commonly eat] is at least mildly poisonous to humans, too. One of our quirks as a species is that we think our food is bland if it doesn't have enough poison in it.
Humans have a really weird mix of mundane superpowers.
We're not fast and don't have a lot of natural weaponry but we're bizarrely tolerant to a broad range of toxins to the point that one toxin is considered a morning necessity for some to perform at work. Gotta love us.
Did you hear the scientists have found a way to grow colored cotton? Thoughts?
Itās not a āscientists have foundā and much more āpeople have been already doing that for thousands of years and itās just gaining more attention recentlyā
Thereās actually been a load of vitriol leveled against folks who try to raise traditional colored cottons, because a lot of cotton growers donāt want the colored cottons cross-pollinating with their standard white cotton.
But anyway cotton can be grown in lovely natural shades of greens, reddish-brown ochres, and browns, all of which deepen with a good boil in water with a bit of washing soda thrown in.
The color obviously doesnāt fade or run, because itās not dye. Itās the intrinsic color of the fiber itself.
Iām biased because I love the natural earth tones of many fibers, of course...browns, blacks, creams, copper-reds, ect...but I think theyāre just gorgeous.
Scientists did not "just find out", and this is more of the same anti intellectual bs as the post that goes around claiming archaeologists were too stupid to know that hair could be sewn for elaborate styles.
Anyway, scientists DID figure out how to grow colored cotton. They genetically engineered it to be bright fuckin pink, and they didn't "just find out" about it, they already knew which is literally what inspired them to attempt the thing they just accomplished. Begging y'all to stop pretending that scientists don't know things, don't have interests, don't grow up in farming communities or have family who taught them this. Scientists are people. Do you seriously think people who use genetic engineering to make eco-friendly pink cotton don't know anything about textiles?
Anyway. Bright pink cotton without dyes, because science is awesome
Yes. CSIRO scientist Doctor Colleen MacMillan led the team that figured this out. They used tobacco plants for testing because of the genetic similarity. Basically if the tobacco leaves produced colors when injected with a bit of the experimental genetic material, the scientists on the team already understood that the color change would affect cotton bolls as well.
They grew bright red and bright yellow in a petri dish.
And yes, Doctor MacMillan knows lots of things. Here's a list of some of her publications.
@csirogram on Instagram
Additionally folks are researching how to create flame resistant cotton and black cotton. If a variety of black cotton becomes viable, it can stop a LOT of environmental damage caused by chemical manufacturing of black dye.
THIS. Every damn botanist I know, including myself, is at the least tangentially interested in fiber arts and indigenous methods behind things like that. Scientists have hobbies and we're all goddamn nerds so a lot of those hobbies are more niche. The anti-intellectualism is insane. I swear half of y'all think scientists are all evil cackling old men devoted to holding up colonial power systems. The work done by Dr. MacMillan is crazy cool and should be celebrated
That video of Alex Hirsch reading S&P notes for Gravity Falls conveys a few things to me:
1) the U.S. entertainment industry (especially animation) is run by older conservative types who make up offensive terms and get really mad about them.
2) the people who run Disney would be the first to fall in line with a fascist regime.
3) most of the media we consume is tailor-made and watered-down to appeal to the tastes of older, deeply religious conservative audiences.
4) conservatism, not the left, is and always has been the biggest voice of censorship in American culture.
J. Michael Straczynski, creator of Babylon 5, was before that a producer and writer for a number of cartoons in the late ā80s/early ā90s (The Real Ghostbusters and the original She-Ra, most notably). After a few years of dealing with the censors and their obsession with finding Satanism (or at least looking for Satanism to further political agendas) he wrote an article about the whole corrupt and bullshit system.
And published it in Penthouse, to force those same censors to buy a skin mag. The editor there asked, why Penthouse?
That one is from his autobiography, Becoming Superman. See also:
(As he goes on to say, heās never worked in animation againāheās effectively been blacklisted by the cartoon industry.)
Every time something like this comes up, I remember two stories about making media. The first is about movies, and comes from Quentin āFeet Manā Tarantino.
When he was making Pulp Fiction, he was worried that the MPAA would object to the high level of violence in the film, so he shot a bunch of extra-gory stuff that he didnāt actually want in the film, and added it in before submitting it to the MPAA. Predictibly, they asked him to cut most of it (without even commenting on some of the things that had him worried, like the bits of Marvinās skull that lodge in Samuel L. Jacksonās hairpiece). The resultant cuts were actually more permissive than heād expected, so he cut a little more and submitted it, and it got passed with an R.
The second story is about that artist on Morrowind whose name escapes me (Iām not a big ES fan tbh) who figured out that if he made two creature designs, one weird and what he wanted, and one even weirder, he could get Todd Howard to agree to just about anything by showing him the whopper first, then going back and āworkingā for another few hours on a second, ātoned-downā version, and it worked every time.
The reason I bring these up is that the thing that drives censors isnāt some extant physical rubrick of what is and isnāt acceptable, itās the idea that they can have absolute power over someone elseās creative work. Itās about the social dominance of the interaction.
There is nothing so innocent, so clean, that a censor will not find some fault with it. Because they must find something wrong with it to justify their existence, and because it makes them feel powerful.
Golden-shouldered ParrotĀ aka Antbed Parrot (Psephotellus chrysopterygius), family Psittaculidae, order Psittaciformes, found in the southernĀ Cape York Peninsula, inĀ Queensland,Ā Australia.Ā
L - male, R - female
ENDANGERED.
These parrots excavate tunnel nests in termite mounds.