Mircea Cărtărescu, Solenoid, tr. Sean Cotter
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Mircea Cărtărescu, Solenoid, tr. Sean Cotter
I have always wondered whether everyone’s interior life is as exhaustingly complicated as mine, if everyone is placed, like a white mouse, in the middle of their labyrinthine mind, through which they have to find a path, just one, the true one, while all the others lead to traps with no escape.
— Mircea Cărtărescu, Solenoid, tr. Sean Cotter. (Deep Vellum Publishing, November 29, 2022)
Under my dictatorship it would be law that any piece of media that wants to decide It's All About Love (in an interpersonal relationship sense*) at the end has to have had the dynamics this message is based on as one of its strongest most well-written aspects until that point.
* no conditions for when the love is about something that is not an interpersonal relationship because I want more of that in general
Solenoids go clicky-clacky 🔩🔊🤖
We're testing out an I2C-to-solenoid driver today. It uses an MCP23017 expander. We like this particular chip for this usage because it has push-pull outputs, making it ideal for driving our N-channel FETs and flyback diodes. The A port connects to the 8 drivers, while the B port remains available for other GPIO purposes. For this demo, whenever we 'touch' a pin on port B to ground, the corresponding solenoid triggers provide an easy way to check speed and power usage.
@mistermalaprop, @smoked-salmon-official, @smokey-prime9000 I have an idea for a big redfire children adventure!!!
I have this one au where there is a tf continuity, that figured out cross-continuity traveling and they use this to fight against the Decepticons (they already got Armada Screamer).
So one day, all the Redfire children are suddenly kidnapped taken to a strange base, where they get the explanation to everything and they they're supposed to save their parents in this continuity.
Skywire would be absolutely fascinated by this idea, because this would be a way to finally find a perfect continuity for himself. But whenever he sees one where Jet and Red are happy, he gets scared that he'd destroy that happiness.
Solenoid would be surprised to find out that Red is xer other father and would absolutely yell at home, despite him not being from xer continuity. Red would apologize to xer and tell them that he won't leave xer ever.
The twins would reunite and just have some stuff to talk through.
Short Thrust would be scared to mess up, because of her being the trigger and always getting yelled at by Skywire whenever he meets her. Most of the children would try to reassure her. Except Skywire, who just... doesn't like her, because she takes Red and Jet away from him. But eventually, he gets kinda protective over her.
There could also be the aristocats scene I talked about in a previous post. Basically, the children found Red first and when they helped him find Jet, he just introduced the children like that :3
This is just a Redfire children movie-
Solenoid
"I have often thought I should go back to that neighborhood, where I spent my childhood among the sweetness of roses taller than me, reading on the windowsill with my legs hanging out. I thought I could go see the street with the musician’s name, the grocery, the militia station, and the clinic, not realizing you can’t revisit the imaginary neighborhood dug into the soft stone of your mind, but only the one made of brick, debris, and plaster, the one with the chestnuts that indifferently bear their spiny fruits in autumn. The neighborhoods of childhood exist nowhere on Earth. And still, I said to myself more than once: I should go there anyway. I should use the present-day buildings, clouds, and trees to project shadows onto my unshielded, sensitive brain, and perhaps in the play of their shadows I will recognize something from that time."
Solenoid, Mircea Cărtărescu
L’année dernière à Marienbad