So I need a dress that is:

1. Appropriate for outdoors in DC in August.
2. Appropriate for a fancy wedding
3. Covers enough skin to be tick-protective. (DC has the Lone Star tick.)

Anyone have suggestions as to where to obtain this bit of ephemera?

(I already have, if I can find them, knee-high purple boots worn to a previous fancy wedding, so that's a beginning.)
We failed at making danishes and therefore made blintzes instead. Also Mathfiend is my favorite human and Wintersweet is my favorite cookbook.

This started last week with Mathfiend suggesting that we could make more interesting things if we planned far enough ahead that I could pick specific things up at the grocery store so we weren't bound to pantry staples. (Which, not coincidentally, decreases the randomness of what I bring home from the grocery store and increases the likelihood I will eat something regularly in the coming week; my resistance to wasting anything we've cooked together or that he's cooked for me tends to overcome the executive function problems I attach to meals.) I was flipping through How to Bake Everything when we were having this conversation, and landed on "Let's make cheese danishes!" (Sidenote: my internet osmosis is such that even though I do not watch and do not like Big Bang Theory, I cannot think of cheese danishes without thinking of this genuinely funny clip of Sheldon and Amy playing Counterfactuals.)

I did not read the recipe all the way through before purchasing the ingredients. This was a mistake.

Because as we went to start on it today we realized that it has several steps that are "Do thing. Chill for half an hour," and a rising step-- and I do not think failing to anticipate a lengthy rise on a dough with no yeast it in it was unreasonable of me. Mathfiend's weekly visit tends to last several hours, but not that long, especially when on a day when we didn't jump right into baking. (Yes, I did look at the estimated time. What I did not realize was that the estimated time for making danishes starts from the assumption that you have already made "1 Recipe Danish Dough," which is itself a prolonged multi-hour process. Once you've done that the actual danishes aren't unreasonable, and I do think time estimates in cookbooks should call out explicitly that it's going to be longer if you're starting from the very beginning if it calls for one of some other recipe in the book.)

That plan having failed, we turned to my cookbooks for a plan B that would include most or all of what I'd bought (cream cheese, ricotta, and a lemon) while also being modifiable to my food issues. Finding nothing in How to Bake Everything, I turned to my beloved standby Wintersweet, which has a cheese chapter.

By percentage, Wintersweet probably has the highest proportion of recipes I either make regularly or realistically see myself trying out of all my cookbooks-- especially impressive when you consider that half the chapters are focused around ingredients I straight-up can't have. Almost every recipe in it that I can eat (or can modify) is on the to-make list. It's not the one I use most often-- it's mostly a strictly focused dessert cookbook with a few forays into fondue-- but it is far and away my favorite. And it came through for me once again in the form of two recipes. First, a cheese danish recipe that is considerably less ridiculous than How to Bake Everything's but still takes some time, which we will be making next week since it was getting late by the time we found it, using the cream cheese. And a Ricotta Blintz recipe using the ricotta. Since you top it with whatever fruit jelly I can't have, we made vegan lemon curd to go on top, which is getting less tapioca starch next time but still tastes good even if it is very thick. (Mathfiend: "It's a little too sweet for me, which means you're probably going to love it." He was not wrong.)

This also took longer than it was meant to, mainly because I had a dizziness flare-- my first in a while; it's been a really long time since we had to modify our plans around that. This meant that while I managed to mix the crepe batter, we could not do the intended plan of me making the crepes while he made the filling and lemon curd, and he wound up making all of it. (Have I mentioned Mathfiend is my favorite human?) They are delicious and now I have breakfast for a few days.

I did manage to participate somewhat in cleanup, which is good, because this recipe uses a lot of dishes and I don't have a dishwasher. (Desired things in next apartment: larger kitchen with more flat surfaces and a dishwasher.)
Or just eroticism in general, really. There's the brides coming on to him-- and it's adorable that he's like "I am committed to writing everything down accurately but if I die and Mina finds this journal she might be hurt that I found the creepy vampire women attractive while I was half-asleep"; Jonathan is so in love with Mina-- there's Dracula being all "he is MINE," there's the fact that Dracula apparently undressed him and tucked him into bed...

I know people talk about this having been written because of Oscar Wilde, but the first time I read this I was a sheltered asexual middle schooler and just missed... apparently very large chunks of this book, because I do not remember the sexuality at all. (As a librarian aside, when we talk about how kids won't notice certain things in texts if they don't already know about them, this is what we mean. It all went right over my head so thoroughly I never noticed it. And a bit younger I might have put it down because I couldn't follow the surface plot. Yes, there are books that are flat-out not appropriate for kids, but for the stuff that some kids and not others might be ready for? They'll put it down if they're not.) (Also this can happen with adults as well. When Snow Lane was in all the mock Newbery discussions, a lot of people were like "it's a very gradual reveal just how messed up her family is" and then I read it and was like "No, it is blatant from the first page how messed up her family is; how are you all missing this?" But the early parts where the narration is still somewhat nonchalant about it all went completely over people's heads.)

The Count declaring "He is MINE" is going to fuel a thousand fanfics... though I've been checking AO3 since this started, and it's been a week and a half of increasingly ridiculous things, and there's not been that much of an increase in fic. Maybe we'll get more as the book gets more intense? (Yes, I know, fic takes time-- my little oneshot crossver cannot be finished and posted until we've hit the end of the Transylvania trip. But still.)

Also I think there's an excellent trans fanfic in the way Jonathan keeps trying to commune with the past ladies of the castle. "Oh, here I sit, where the maidens sat in the long ago" complete with very vivid imaginings of what it would have been like to be one of the maidens in the long ago, and his role-- at least in this part of the book-- is one that is played by the ingenue in most Gothics, right down to actually swooning into Dracula's arms in today's episode. Someone give me trans Jonathan fic!
I'm in an anthology! Forest Avenue Press put out a call for speculative stories by disabled writers, and I offered up what is possibly one of the most New England stories I've ever written, a dark fantasy about the things that lurk in cranberry bogs... and what happens when you start noticing that there are things lurking in the cranberry bogs. What happens when you ice skate on a cranberry bog with things lurking in it? (People I've mentioned this story to think I'm making that part up, but cranberry bog ice skating is in fact a thing people really do. I think it's less common now as cranberry farmers have gotten more concerned about liability-- but I did it as a child.)

The anthology doesn't have a title or a cover yet, but the table of contents has been announced here. Even just the story titles draw me in and makes me want to read everyone else's contributions, so I will definitely keep you updated as things progress.
I have to agree with the meta: yes, by this point it's very clear he knows he's a prisoner and he's trying to escape and he's not at all caught up "okay maybe this actually is a normal situation" anymore, but it's very amusing that he's still writing these lengthy descriptions of the scenery. "Yes, I am held prisoner; in addition to recording my frantic attempts to escape, I will also record how very pretty this country is and how stunning the views from the castle are and how very romantic the old furniture in this room is!" (He has not yet wished he had his Kodak, but it would not be out of place. And yes, I was also surprised by Kodak apparently having been a thing in the late 1800s.)

Also, Jon, hon, that door may have been locked but you have a pretty good idea that you're still not supposed to be in that room, so maybe wait to sit down and record things until you're back in your room, because I'm sure something is about to go horribly wrong. And you left your crucifix over your bed where it will do you no good. (Then there's how the reason we know this part of the castle used to be occupied by women is it has comfortable furniture. Because only women could possibly want comfortable furniture. The thing is, given the time period, he is probably not wrong in that assessment.)

The locks being new is another interesting point, because this implies Dracula deliberately set out to add locks to a bunch of rooms of the castle in preparation for inviting his solicitor there to imprison him. (And the solicitor in question was supposed to be Jonathan's boss who has gout; I wonder if that changed Dracula's plans any? Certainly he wouldn't be able to take advantage of that "I don't want to let my boss down" impulse in that situation and would have had to make more of an effort to shield his solicitor from the "no, this really is creepy" element in the lead-up.) I presume Dracula learned to install locks himself, because I can't imagine any of the local locksmiths being willing to go up to that castle given the amount of effort they put into stopping Jonathan going up there.

I did not initially catch--and this is why we all read it together--the modernity thing. Jonathan is reflecting on how modernity has not touched the part of the castle he's in... and "modern," for him, is the 19th century. We are reading this a hundred years later and doing essentially what he's doing: reflecting on the foibles and monsters of an earlier time period and writing it down in our journals. Which is why this book has a certain timelessness to it.
The impetus for it in the fic I was reading is actually quite tragic, but on an abstract level I'm really amused by the notion of the birds and bees talk being bad enough but much worse than that is when every single adult in your life, apparently without having consulted each other, separately sits down to have a brutal heart-to-heart about the dangers of magical oaths.

(Without providing any of the context for why they felt this was necessary--it was hellish and none of them like to talk about it--so from his perspective it just looks like everyone is really weirdly emphatic about this subject.)
Book-Dracula can turn into a bat. He has no reason to go down the wall like a lizard except to be creepy. One wonders if he knew that Jonathan was watching. One of the unintentional comedy bits of this is just how bad Dracula is at pretending to be a human. Like, he is so, so bad at it! To the point where some of it has to be on purpose!

Something I have not thus far seen much discussed, probably because it's not great meme fodder, is that the sequence where Dracula is telling Jonathan to stay another month reminds me of nothing so much as the vaguely-pressure-y rapes where women go along with it because they think the man is going to get violent if they don't and they'd rather have the veneer of consent if not the actuality. Especially given all the incredibly homoerotic overtones that everyone is running about actively discussing. Dracula tells him he's staying for a month and does gaslighty "don't you want to do the thing" comments, and Jonathan remembers he's a prisoner and is aware that it will go from the veneer of being a guest to actually being locked up if he tries to insist.

I mean, I know it gets much more rapey later (fairly soon, I think?), but this reads like where that starts to hit the subtext.

Certainly one grasps why Jonathan keeps going off on tangents about finer points of law. It's the one thing he feels in control about at this point.

There are a lot of people on the internet who are like "Oh, this is normal law associate behavior; sure, the client can mind control wolves and has actually threatened to kill me, but the boss will be mad if I blow this deal, so." Which... what is wrong with the law profession?

This is the first time we see him do something that's genuinely an unforced error, though: do not take off the crucifix, Jonathan! Wear the thing so he will have at least a somewhat harder time killing you!

(Also why is he so sure the Count can't read shorthand?)

Incidentally, I did in fact start writing "Statement of Jonathan Harker Concerning a Business Trip to Transylvania," which will be finished and posted once we've had the entire trip to Transylvania, so not for a bit. I am a highly distractable writer.
I saw someone making a comment about how Jonathan Sims would have done dropped into Jonathan Harker's place and OH SOMEONE PLEASE write this fic. Or Trevor and Julia encountering Dracula in England. Or Harker coming to the Institute to make a statement. Adelard Dekker meeting Van Helsing.

There are SO MANY CROSSOVER POSSIBILITIES HERE. AO3 has NONE OF THEM. I'm hoping Dracula Daily results in more Dracula fic. But seriously, I want this crossover!

Yes, I know, you have to timeshift one of the two to make it work. Someone write this fic anyway.

("But Kit," you say, "are you not a writer? Should you not set the example?" "Yes, I am!" I reply. "But I am in the middle of writing an epically long fic for which I wrote a 20,000-word outline in the span of approximately three days before any of this happened and I am also writing original work to submission deadlines. Thus I do not have time to do this thing just now!")
 
Also there are a lot of people saying that Dracula's obsession with England marks him out as a proto-SuperWhoLock, and I do not know enough about SuperWhoLock to write that one, but I would totally read "Dracula gets into fandom." Or "Dracula crosses over with Doctor Who or Sherlock." (I was never a Supernatural fan.)

What might I eventually write? The "except where the doors are locked" Dracula/Bluebeard crossover. Mainly because I've been trying and failing to write Bluebeard stories for years.

(Yes, I am going to be posting a lot about Dracula for a bit. Almost I am tempted to get a Tumblr so I can participate in the squeeful memery, but there are reasons many and good that I am not there. Dreamwidth, alas, does not appear to have a community for this.)

(There are also a lot of people suggesting what book we should do next, after Dracula. And someone suggested Dangerous Liaisons. I am SO THERE for other people joining me in fervent Dangerous Liaisons fandom. SO THERE.)
Only a few days late, I have signed up for Daily Dracula, and have now caught up, so I will be ready when we get the next email.

For the uninitiated, Daily Dracula is a real-time serialization of the novel: you get sent the various journal entries and newspapers and things in your inbox on the days they happen. Which does mean you're reading some stuff out of the order it appears in the novel, since it skips around in time a bit.

I actually have read Dracula, but I was in middle school at the time, so this will be a good refresher. As an aside, I read Dracula in middle school and liked it, read Stephen King's Danse Macabre eagerly, deliberately sought out some of the stuff he talks about there, and still kept insisting to myself that I didn't like horror until fairly recently. (Danse Macabre is also what gave me the language to move past that, incidentally-- I don't like gore and that's like 90% of modern horror movies. I adore Ghost Whisperer, and while I know some people will challenge me on that being a horror show, watch it sometime: it is 50% horror TV and 50% Hallmark movie, usually in the same episode, which I think is why it had trouble finding an audience. There are very few people like me who will enjoy it because it's both.)

Early observations: people in Dracula don't know they're in Dracula. Jonathan Harker is very aware he's on a creepy business trip full of people with weird superstitions, but he's got no reason to go "yes, obviously vampires." Similarly, continuing to go "ah, yes, this is old world nobility; of course it makes sense that the count is a little weird" as things ratchet up the creepy meter... well, I'd be wondering at the way Dracula never seems to eat after a while, but I'd probably jump to "Ah, he has an eating disorder" were I faced with that in real life.

Also Jonathan's very, very English; he can't seem to handle the existence of paprika.

So there is no King Arthur AP flour in the Market Basket. Now, this sort of thing is why I have a big plastic bucket filled with extra baking supplies-- I am looking for AP flour because I just moved a bag of it from that into the plastic "in use" container, not because I am about to run out. This is not going to keep me from baking just yet. But I offer it up as a shortage data point if anyone's collecting such.

Also, the correct time to go to the Market Basket is apparently 11AM on a Thursday.
My birthday cake was actually muffins! I had a friend over and we made a recipe from Adventures with Chocolate that I have been meaning to make for a while: Thyme, Jaggery, and White Chocolate Muffins. Except I used panela because the internet says it's basically the same thing except they sell it at the Market Basket. You can tell I've been meaning to make it because I already had the panela.

(Also the ex who was using a hammer and chisel on his panela was making life way harder for himself; turns out it grates on a cheese grater just fine.)

I actually really like Adventures with Chocolate. The recipes are clear and straightforward and there's a lot of interesting stuff in there. Except for the part where it called for both jaggery and "light sugar" and then has a step that's just "add sugar" which we took to mean "add both of the types of sugar" because it didn't actually mention the jaggery anywhere. Also we just used an entire cup of jaggery because while I think "light sugar" means "light brown sugar" it was not at all clear on this point; just "light sugar" is not a term I've ever heard.

They came out tasting very odd and I think that's more down to the thyme than anything. Admittedly some of that might just be our adjusting for dried versus fresh needing some fine-tuning, but thyme combined with white chocolate and panela is also just a weird flavor combination. They're good-- quite tasty-- but it's an odd flavor combination all the same. Sort of like spice cake but if spice cake wasn't quite as spicy.
Ann Reardon is a delight in general. She's a food scientist who is famed on the internet for her debunking of various internet hacks and videos about channels like Five-Minute Crafts (which has given me a disinformation talking point: non-political disinformation exists), but she does other cooking things online too, and now she's gone and baked an AI generated cake recipe, which you can watch here. This was just too good not to share; I laughed so hard at the cake recipe. Like so much AI stuff, it reads like it was written by someone who kind of had the idea of cake, but no practical experience with it.

And the cake manages to be notably easier on her kitchen than the internet food hacks; at no point is there an explosion all over the inside of her microwave. (It is a running gag in the debunking videos that they are very rough on her microwave and she always winds up having to spend a lot of time cleaning out the inside of it, sometimes multiple times if she needs to try something with several different starting conditions.)

It is super funny; go check it out.

Hopepunk

Apr. 21st, 2022 12:23 pm
You know, I am starting to think hopepunk is just not my genre.

I mean, I'm going to write the story and submit it to the hopepunk contest anyway, but I always wind up in a place where the ending might well be optimistic but the story was about going through utter hell. I seem to have precisely two settings: actively comedic, and deep exploration of really rough, hard-to-read stuff.

It'll presumably sell somewhere, so there's no reason not to treat this as a writing prompt, which is why I keep trying to write things for these hopepunk anthologies, but I really have to admit at some point that it's unlikely I will ever write a true hopepunk.

Jowl bacon is delicious.

I mean, I wasn't actually expecting to get an entire 2-pound whole pig cheek when I ordered it, but it worked out very well-- for once I planned ahead what I was going to defrost for Mathfiend's visit and bought avocados ahead of time and made sure I had potatoes, and then he brought tortillas and scallions and limes and we made tacos. And I have lots of bacon in the fridge and freezer and between that and the frozen meat pies I am probably doing okay as far as meals for a bit. I mean, I still need to bake some bread so I can have bacon-and-avocaodo-toast with my remaining avocado, but that's easy.

It's very good bacon, significantly better tastewise than any other bacon I have ever had. We did some thin cut on the stove and some thicker cut in the oven.

I also had not considered limes as seasoning, but dripping some lime juice over the tacos really did add a lot, and I'm now looking forward to trying the limeade recipe in Lemonade with Zest. (A cookbook I got out of the library thinking I was going to look at it, think it was cute, and shrug and be done with it. This is not what happened. I now own a copy I can't wait to play with.)

And the not missing a beat line of the day: "Once I've moved and I'm not a ball of anxiety anymore--" "I'm going to hold you to that!"

But the actual thing I was suggesting we do after I've moved is actually try some of the recipes from A Cowboy in the Kitchen, which we haven't done yet because altering them so I can eat them is going to be a tremendous amount of work. We kept it even though there's not a single recipe I can eat without heavy modification because they all looked good enough to be worth the effort... so we should find the time to actually make the effort. (I mark up my cookbooks a bit as is, but that one is likely to wind up significantly more heavily annotated than I usually do.)

Awards!

Apr. 9th, 2022 11:17 pm
Young People Read Old SFF is up for an Aurora! We're in the "Best Fan Writing" category.

This is the first published project I've participated in to wind up on award ballot, which I think is super cool.
Interesting writer milestone: having enough accomplishments under your pen name that you bite the bullet and mention it on a job application, because for this particular job the writing and podcast experience are actually major qualifying factors without which you'd have a hard time demonstrating that you're a competitive candidate.

So that's new and different.
Today's highlights from Fashionable Food include what made food manly in the fifties. The barbecue being Man Cooking, apparently what kind of barbecue sauce you made determined what kind of man you were: fiery chili-based sauce meant you were a cowboy a la John Wayne, and if it was based in garlic and herbs you were a thinking gourmet like James Bond.

Also apparently REAL MEN ate MEAT, and real meat was steak. Also "Barbecued Bologna for Men a la Crisco", which I cannot imagine anyone eating but was apparently in a number of cookbooks during the period.

...at least they possessed some ability to feed themselves?

And now they're "deporting" civilians to Russia. While they're already committing war crimes. And they may have poisoned a Ukrainian peace negotiator.

I said it before: Crimea was Sudentenland. Ukraine is Czechoslovakia.

We're going to find out they're torturing and killing those civilians.

Our world leaders will be remembered as Chamberlain, as "peace in our time."

And we see what "never again" is worth, as the world stands by and lets Russia go down a path that very clearly ends at it happening again.

Yes, I am suggesting we put troops on the ground. I am suggesting we enforce that no-fly zone. Because the alternative is appeasement. The alternative is the occupied regions become North Korea. Russia has vast quantities of natural resources and there's no way China sides against them when they want to use this as an excuse to go after Taiwan. And there's no way Russia stops with Ukraine when they can achieve what they want by destroying it with missiles-- "killing everybody" works just as well for Putin as actually controlling it. And they won't stop at Ukraine, unless we stop them at Ukraine.

The only choice here is how many people we let them kill before we take an actual stand.
[personal profile] siderea posted this essay about Putin and the names Ukrainians are calling him, in which she makes an aside comment about how English has "worn profanities smooth by frequent use"-- ie, English doesn't have any words that are shocking just because they're profanities.

Which as someone who was raised not to swear, I have noticed! Swearing is much less horrifying than my mother implied, and people generally don't get upset about. Yet I still don't do it that much-- for more or less this reason. You see, my philosophy of swearing comes from a Royal Diaries book. If you're not familiar with Royal Diaries, it's a children's series done as the teenage diaries of various female historical figures. The one I was reading is Elizabeth I.

In it, swearing is present as "round oaths" which Elizabeth is very clearly not supposed to say, or even know, and she comments that one cannot use them too often or they wear out and lose their power, which I took to heart and thus swear only very rarely.

Now, this doesn't mean anything if I happen to do it in front of people who don't know me that well. But I managed to utterly shock [personal profile] benign_cremator once, when I used the f-word to emphasize just how upset I was, and he stopped dead in his tracks as we were crossing the street because we'd been dating for several years at that point and it was the first time he'd ever heard me swear.

So there's an interesting sort of coda to English-and-profanities, which is that if you, personally, don't do it often you can kind of get the shock factor back among people who know you well enough to be paying attention.
I've mentioned Sharon Astyk on here a few times before-- and I'm definitely paying attention to her feed far more for her essays than the links she shares. And today she's written this horrifying essay on the subject of what Putin's actual endgame is.

It is terrifyingly plausible. And, well, just flat-out terrifying: essentially, that Putin is playing the really, really long game and banking on the Russia having "we endure horrible things" baked into their national mythos so much that if he can damage the global economy enough-- and sanctions on Russia are damaging the rest of the global economy, and as long as China will still trade with Russia, Russia can actually survive that-- Russia will pull through the chaos on that austere-tradition-and-endurance thing while the rest of the globe falls into energy-crisis-and-famine chaos and eventually come out on top in the end.

Really, click through and read it.

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