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Thud! - Old Sketches and Illustrations from my First-Time Read
Reckless Ride Home on a Four Horse Carriage
Koom Valley
The Staircase Moment, Vimes and Baby Sam
The Summoning Dark
The Underground
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This was more than five years ago. I thought I'd dump it here anyway.
I’m about to buy and read the crow plastic romantasy book
Help
Welcome to the fae future, where you can never use a vibrator again.
He recognized her as his ~mate~. She’s Australian, so she keeps casually calling him “mate” as he gets increasingly flustered.
I genuinely cannot tell if this book is terrible or brilliant.
I have many questions. For instance, if his job is to destroy plastic but he spends most of his time hunting monsters, does that mean the monsters are made of plastic? How does that work?
I GUESS
This looks amazing actually
I tried to find this book and found several crow romantasy books, none of which match the description. Halp.
The Company of Vengeful Crows: Season of the Crow, by Lana Pecherczyk
The plastic thing isn’t actually all that central to the plot as written.
“I’m sorry” and “thank you” are words that create a debt bond that fae can cash in on?
Also I forgot to mention - our heroine is in her mid to late thirties! She was married to an asshole ex-football (soccer) star for 15 years before the apocalypse happened, he dumped her, and poof she woke up in the fae future.
Blake (the character) is from Perth, and definitely low-brow - that’s why she got dumped in the first place. Shoutout to the notes for introducing me to the term “bogan”. Half the aussies in the notes are like “I know people who talk exactly like that” and half of them are convinced the author has never met an Australian in her life. I’m inclined to side with the first half, since the author is Australian.
Australians seeing something that Australians do in a different part of the country and declaring that no Australian does that is, in itself, very Australian.
Look if she's in Perth this may very well be happening in real life. They do weird shit over there.
PREV TAGS WAIT DO THEY PLAY AMERICAN FOOTBALL IN AUSTRALIA???
I read “footballer” & thought “okay it’s not the US so that means soccer” but the way he’s described does sound more hulking and brutish than I generally think of soccer footballers.
Edit: looked it up. Australian rules football is more like American football than it is like soccer. Neat. This book is teaching me so many things
Did you just call us the c-word?
jesus christ where do i even start
I feel like politicians' insults about each other have really gone down hill. These days it's all "moron" and "loser", so childish. Think what you will of Paul Keating, but he gave us such gems as "he's a shiver waiting for a spine", "debating him is like being flogged with warm lettuce", "he's like a lizard on a rock: alive but looking dead", "he's all tip and no iceberg".
Where's the creativity these days?!
Some of my favourite Paul Keating insults for your enjoyment:
You boxhead, you wouldn't know. You are flat out counting past ten
I suppose that the Honourable Gentleman's hair, like his intellect, will recede into the darkness
He's wound up like a thousand-day clock! One half more turn and there'll be springs and sprockets all over the building. Mr Speaker, give him a valium
Oh, look, it's just Howard being Howard, isn't it, you know? The little desiccated coconut's under pressure and he's attacking anything he can get his hands on
The Opposition could not manage a tart shop
For John Howard to get to any high moral ground he would have to first climb out of the volcanic hole he's dug for himself over the last decade
And my personal favourite:
If there was a university degree for greed, you cunts would all get first-class honours
Thankyou for all the tags. Reblogging this, as is our national duty.
A cockatoo broke our rocket. :(
Gonna need a tiny bit more context here bud
Thankyou to everyone for the helpful replies and context - so turns out a cockatoo broke our rocket.
Article link:
https://www.news.com.au/technology/science/space/unlikely-suspect-caught-redhanded-over-failed-rocket-launch-in-bowen-qld/news-story/e489f5e9443d7209906d81e86a4498b0#
A ... spokesperson?
You'll all be pleased to know that this rocket finally launched today and it blew up immediately
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I'm rereading Night Watch and every time, every time the tragedy of being John Keel hits me like a ton of bricks. You are a seasoned policeman, coming to a new town in the middle of your career for a better pay. You get to Ankh-Morpork alone, no friends, no family, you have to start again. And the first thing that happens is that you get robbed and killed without no one ever knowing you, just your name. It gets remembered carried on through the decades only because in a different timeline you made such a strong impact on the life of (1) new recruit that years later he will be thrust in your place in a cruel twist of fate and decide to be you, because someone's got to be. And he will be the only one to grieve you, the actual John Keel. And when he is gone people will keep saying your name but not know it belonged to you. You were gone before the story even started.
"Boo."
Happy Glorious Twenty-Fifth of May to all who observe.
Like last year, I opted to do a redraw of an old drawing from 2020; a companion piece to my previous drawing, a redraw from 2019. Night Watch is a good context to revisit the past and look at how I've evolved.
Rise up!
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That one scene in Night Watch...
Young Sam watching him, Young Sam with his bright shiny badge and a face full of...strangeness.
'But we were on the hurry-up wagon, sarge!'
- 'We didn't know!'
- Not exactly. We didn't ask... We just shut our minds to it.
guess what day it is
Okay I’m a few days late but I keep seeing posts about the Glorious 25th of May and I need to go on a ramble about it and Night Watch as a whole, because I only recently read it and I’m a historian of revolutionary politics and this kind of shit is my jam so hard. So! Major spoilers for Night Watch (and some of the other Guards’ Discworld books) under the cut - be warned…!
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One thing I really appreciate about the City Watch books is the recurring theme that even total bastards deserve to be treated by the book, because it showcases just how easily any of us could be tempted to go full vigilante under the right circumstances. Carcer is probably the best example of this. He's an absolutely horrible, despicable, awful person, and we just want to see him go down. Many other stories would have the hero killing him at the end, brutally, and we as the audience would be cheering. Because sure, you're not supposed to kill people, but he was awful enough to deserve it, wasn't he?
But that's not where the story goes. Carcer is awful, but he's still a person, and Vimes is still acting in his duty as a policeman, and that means certain rules have to be followed. And so he doesn't execute him on the spot, but arrests him and hands him over to the authorities. And Carcer will probably end up dead anyway—executed—but we as the audience never see it. It doesn't matter. He can't do harm anymore. The happy ending isn't the catharsis of seeing his miserable end, but the knowledge that Vimes stood in the face of becoming judge, jury and executioner and resisted it. And we, the audience, felt the temptation too and know we can and must resist it as well.
Something something "if you do it for a good reason, you'd do it for a bad one."
once again unequivocally lost in the sauce at the implication that younger vimes suspects that john keel!vimes is his dad who left when he was young. my favorite subtext of night watch i love the way it just sits there just out of focus
when sam says here's your hard boiled egg i bet you like your toast cut into soldiers and the yolk still runny. because i do. thats the culmination of 'this strange man looks like me and looks at me like he seems almost afraid of me, took me under his wing over every other person in the watch house and acts protective of me even when he doesn't need to. he just came in from pseudopolis but knows this city too well to be anything but a local. and not from the nice part of town, the roughest of the rough part, where i came from, too. he asked after my mum but blew me off when i told him she wanted to meet him. he asked after my dad and looked distinctly unsurprised to hear he wasn't in the picture. he seems to know what i'll do before i do it. sometimes looking at him is like looking in the mirror. there's a tightly coiled anger in him, i can see it, and it looks like something in me i've felt before. on our first patrol he taught me how to walk. i know him i know him i know him'
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Every time I give in to despair I read a Pratchett book. Well, when one is available near me.
Because those books are full of anger at the world and the state it's in. Real, actual, barely-concealed beneath clever puns anger. It's a rage, not the pretty "i'm mad" calligraphied in the page in white ink. It's something like "I'm angry and you should be, too" scribbled in red ink over the pages.
But these books are so kind. So hopeful. And it's not mindless kindness, either. It's not "I'm kind until it's not easy or convenient to be anymore". It's actual kindness from people who are angry but turn that into fierce, deliberate, stubborn kindness. And of course you can despair but you can also turn it into anger and then the kind of fierce kindness that you can change the world with.
These books were so important for me growing up, still are. I literally wouldn't be the same person without them. And I reread Night Watch today, as one does, and the terrible fairness of Sam Vimes struck me. The world is a terrible, unfair place, he said, and I'm not participating in that. I'm not adding misery to it. I'm gonna be fair and I'm gonna be good if it kills me. (the same goes, of course, with Granny. It's about choosing to be good. It's about being good if it kills you. It's about desperately hoping and never letting go)
Truth, Justice, Freedom, Reasonably-Priced Love and a Hard-Boiled Egg. And by gods if we aren't going to fight to get it.
happy glorious 25th of may
Glorious 25th of may to those who celebrate
The entire Discworld fandom on the 25th of May.
genuinely wheezing laughing at this description of dicken's awful pet with lead poisoning
important thing i forgot to mention: i looked this up bc adam read a thing about how dicken's pet was an inspiration for poe's "the raven" and we were like "well thats not true" but now that ive looked it up, i believe it
Yep! Dickens cited Grip as inspiration for the talking raven in his novel Barnaby Rudge, and Poe was one of its earliest critics (literary critic here being a career title, poe quite liked the work), and he spent time in his review discussing how raven could have been utilized to a stronger effect. Some time later, he used that concept in The Raven.
Dickens was distraught at Grip's passing and had him preserved. He currently resides in the US, in the Free Library of Philadelphia's rare books archive in Pennsylvania and can be visited with appointment.
@hydrofelicity Good stranger, pray do not hide this gem amongst the tags
