a request for help

  • Jun. 28th, 2017 at 2:26 AM
It's taking a lot for me to even write this but I don't think I have any other option. I just found out that my family and I are most likely going to lose our house by the end of the week. We're probably going to have to move into the first place that will take us and will probably have to ask someone to temporarily keep one of our pets as most apartments have a two pet policy (we have three dogs). I'm currently unemployed and it's very difficult for me to find a job. I have an invisible illness that necessitates a sitting job which is rare to find in my area. Because my illness is not technically considered a disability, I receive no special treatment or benefits. I'm still actively seeking employment but in the meantime I thought I would try and open up commissions. Unfortunately, I'm not an artist, but I do write. All of my previously written work can be found on my AO3 here. I'm willing to write any fandom/ship from this list in exchange for a "coffee" ($3) on my ko-fi here. If you have a spare $3 lying around and I would appreciate this more than you could ever possibly know. Thank you for even considering it. 💖 Layla

Doom/Grantchester

  • Jun. 28th, 2017 at 1:37 PM
I'm currently watching Doom on HBO. I just realized that The Kid is now Leonard on Grantchester.

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My mother brought home a two month hold puppy this afternoon. Infested like whoa with ticks, so attacking blood-sucking insects with tweezers is now a thing I've done. Just finished bathing her in tick shampoo like an hour ago, planning on doing another round tomorrow afternoon.

Her temperature is up, so if she doesn't cool down after she's been debugged, I guess to the vet I shall go. Again. Ahahaha.

I posted pix of her here and here if you want to see what a smol german shepard, great pyrenees mix looks like.


Got more shit on the Summer Sale, and have refunded two games already. The first was Dominique Pamplemousse which I played 17 minutes of and realised when I exited that I will never ever open that game again, and the second was The Witcher Adventure Game because learning how to play was like trying to decipher an alien language that consists solely of charts of hieroglyphs and a set of sticks that emit raspberry noises when rubbed together.

On the other hand, I now have Dragon Age: Origins and Baulder's Gate queued to download, so heeeeyyyyyyy. Gonna get my RPG on, yeah boyz.


Was supposed to write tonight. Oh well, guess I'll go play a game and cuddle the damp and upset newbie instead. Gotta figure out a name for her, cos jokingly calling her Gozer doesn't cut it. Before long that actually will become her name, and then what. What is left then. Other than getting another dog to name Clortho to join the ranks of Zuul and Gozer, oh my god I don't even like Ghostbusters that much what is this madness.

Empress of Mars

  • Jun. 27th, 2017 at 9:06 PM
People compare Mark Gatiss who stories to the Pertwee era surprisingly often to my mind. I think he's on record as saying it's his favourite era of the show and it's true his stories tend to have a straight up monster or villain but the Pertwee era is typified, I would say, by the presence of overtly political themes (absent from Gatiss') work and a fairly sparse and functional approach to setting where Gatiss' (possibly because of his interest in Victoriana) tends towards the Gothic. In fact, apart from the fact Gatiss doesn't borrow from Horror tropes, I would have said that the Hinchcliffe era was a better point of comparison.

All of which is a long-winded way of saying that, no matter what the rest of the Internet might think, I can't really imagine Empress of Mars in the Pertwee era.

More under the cut )

This is, I get the impression, the episode that Gatiss has always wanted to write and I think it shows. It is having a lot of fun, telling a ripping yarn, and manages to feel both like a Doctor Who story and like a Scientific Romance.

Prostie promovata cu subtext

  • Jun. 27th, 2017 at 5:20 PM
Parca mi-o fost dor sa mai fac misto de oameni de care merita sa razi, fie cu ei, sau DE EI.

Hai ca se vede, metoda disperata de atentie se vede, dar de obicei in cel mai jalnic mod, doar prin mediocritate, reflectand astfel un nivel sub-normal de educatie, timpurie sau academica.
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Recent (adica la finele lunii mai) am fost in Brasov pentru o lansare de carte, care, in comparatie de ceea ce vedem zilnic, nu se promoveaza o imagine si nu se vinde paine la supra-pret, ci cultura, orientari social-culturale, literatura, si mai mult de atat, simplul gand de al prezentei in jurul unor oameni faini.

Exact cam asa ceva e posibil sa ma astepte si pe mine, undeva pe vremea asta la anul, cand, sper, sa-mi lansez primul roman.

Pozitia mea, in acest moment, ma duce dincolo de proastele abilitati de promovare comerciala, de la plasare de produse, la simpla vanzare a lor, multe fara rost de speculanti unor clienti usor de lins in cur, unde, repet, se vinde paine la supra-pret. Nu sunt cu nasul pe sus, chiar deloc, insa realizarile acestea care le remarc nu ma pot abtine sa nu le impartasesc. E o diferenta din a zice o remarca, sau a o pastra pentru sine. In cazul asta nu am ce sa pastrez.

Repet mereu acelasi lucru: nu te pune cu prostii, ca nu te auzi de rahatul care-l scot pe gura.
Bai da urat scriu si eu, la anii care-i am, ar trebui sa fiu mai diplomata.

Da, uite ca sunt axata acuma, aproape orbita de niste scopuri uriase care-mi fac zile fripte. Uneori ma intreb daca nu acuma sunt mai stresata decat eram inainte... Cam obscura treaba asta, imi intuneca mintea.
Sa nu spun ca am fost nevoita sa i-au si calmante, innebuneam dracului de la prea mult stres, cel putin, asa a fost luna Februarie si Martie pentru mine... cand, intr-un impas psihologic, am clacat.

Vorbeam de impact psihologic? Clacat? Oare prostul are grijile zilei de maine?
Hmm... niciodata nu mi-a fost dat sa vad un prost ingrijorat de ziua de maine, de unde doarme, ce mananca sau ce imbraca... cu atat mai putin sa vorbim despre un loc de munca care te plateste cu 400 RON pe luna, jalnic omule, sa ajungi asa... dupa atata vreme de frecat menta, cu pretentii marete, mizand pe o imagine care in curand o uita lumea.
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Viata e plina de mesaje subliminale, iar de noi depinde la ce nivel de intelegem. Daca e o chestie pe fata, ceea ce e intotdeauna, atunci scade factorul simulant, care zic eu, e naspa.

Si aici vorbesc de cliseul social, de stereotipuri.

Caracterul diferit este exclus, pentru ca atata tip cat nu urmeaza orbeste fiecare trend, atunci acesta nu se asimileaza cu "oile".
Urmaresc foarte atenta fiecare mesaj, e acolo, printre randurile scrile, poate chiar si de la sectiunea de comentarii de pe Facebook, mai stii?
Chiar azi dimineata imi venea sa rad de proasta iluzie facuta de un tip, a carui memorie de peste nu percepe natura unor caractere, si se baga in fata ca un bou care traieste din cateva amintiri. Stati calmi oameni buni si ganditi inainte de a merge cu capul inainte.

Cum afecteaza asta viata?
Pai, nici cum, totul merge pe principiul "ce se aseamana se aduna", si nici nu stiu de cate ori imi amintesc asta zilnic.
Chiar spuneam zilele trecute ca o prietenie nu e ca democratie, ea se transforma in fratie. Si e foarte interesanta teoria, inca in curs de dezvoltare. Mint oare daca vorbesc de un trai sub acelasi acoperis cand zic fratie?

Funfact: scriu postarea asta deja de doua zile. Tot rumeg exprimarile.
 
Ma intorc la stresul meu cu romanul "Decolorat", simt ca nu-l mai pot termina o data, e de groaza. Nu mint, iubesc povestea care am scris-o, si o imbunatatesc si o rescriu de fiecare data cand o revizuiesc, dar... prea mult, dureaza mult pentru acele cateva sute de pagini ale ei.

Pana atunci, un mic reminder pentru purtatorii mastilor stereotipurilor sociale si caracterele sale colorate, in principal, de culoarea rahatului.
 

de Miruna-Lavinia

-Cine viziteaza acest cont poate lasa comentarii sub anonimat, fara sa isi creeze cont-

Denial on Tour 2017

  • Jun. 26th, 2017 at 9:23 PM
We were supposed to be going to Bristol Comic Con but they cancelled the con. So instead we were let loose on the unsuspecting Bristol countryside.





More pictures under the cut )

Summer

  • Jun. 25th, 2017 at 7:17 PM
Ugh, summer is upon us, and it is woefully hot. Since I lack air conditioning at home, I almost wish that I was taking summer classes in order to escape the heat. I needed a break, though. Last semester wasn't necessarily difficult, but it was draining. This was most likely caused by my lack of personal writing over the last few months, which left me without a true creative outlet. Academic writing can be fun, but it's not necessarily the best form of expression even if I do manage to express myself through my interests and choice of topics at times.

So, I have stalled out o my writing and decided to withdraw from [community profile] getyourwordsout because I was so far behind. I could have continued plodding along, but the whole thing was stressing me out. Basically, I was behind from the start. I'm not great at dealing with failure and overcoming my shortcomings, so I just pushed it to the back of my mind. I will probably try again next year.

I finally saw Wonder Woman last week with my family, and I heartily enjoyed it. I did not grow up with Wonder Woman or comics, but I enjoy superhero movies in general. I went to support the female director and the idea of a female-led superhero flick without any personal investment in the character. In spite of that, this was the least bored I've been at the movies in a long while. This makes sense because it has a lot of the narrative tropes that I enjoy. Very mild spoilers ) Basically, I want to be her. If I read comic books, I'd probably be doing that right now.

I also rewatched the Fantastic Beasts movie, and I felt like I liked it a lot more this time. I always enjoyed the world-building and characters, but the story felt lacking. While I still think it could have been better, I felt way more invested in the story this time around. I also still think Newt is a refreshing lead, and I am always happy to see more Hufflepuff characters in the limelight.

I wasn't interested in the fandom back when I first watched it, but I am curious now. I havent gone looking for fics, but I would love some recs. I don't know who is still paying attention to this half-dead journal, but fic recs for Fantastic Beasts would be much appreciated if you have any.


THIS MONTH'S THEME: Middle East & North Africa

A number of my characters come from societies that are partially based on societies in the Middle East and North Africa.

The Koretians and Daxions of the Three Lands series are descended from a desert people who are based loosely upon the Bedouin. (Very loosely. When I started the series at age sixteen, I had a vague sense of the Koretians being connected with desert life; the rest I gradually pieced together as time went on.) Although the people of Koretia and Daxis have lost most of their desert customs over the centuries, their cultures remain strongly based on kinship; in Koretia, this often takes the form of men vowing to be blood brothers. In addition, the traditional Koretian system of justice is based partially on honor codes. By the time that the Three Lands series begins, the Koretian justice system has been tainted by such practices as blood feuds.

An early test cover for an installment of Breached Boundaries:

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Southern Vovimians appear in several parts of the Turn-of-the-Century Toughs cycle: Transformation 3: A Prisoner Has Need (The Eternal Dungeon), Sweet Blood 4: Checkmate (The Eternal Dungeon), Whipster (Michael's House), Mercy's Prisoner (Life Prison), and Hell's Messenger (Life Prison). Southern Vovim is what we would call a pan-African settlement in the New World, but its original founders were from the Toughs world's equivalent of the Kingdom of Kush in what is now Sudan (and also Egypt, during the century in which Kushites were pharoahs). More can be learned about the Kushites in the Wikipedia article on Meroë. (Again, it took me time to figure out this connection.)

Turning back the Toughs cycle: In ancient times, when these people settled in what would become the southern-most province of Vovim in the New World, they brought with them a tradition of creating textiles, jewelry, and works of gold, which would help to make Vovim the most arts-oriented country of the Midcoast nations. Unfortunately, the southern Vovimians' native tradition of iron-working died out, with the result that neighboring Yclau would later pioneer the Industrial Revolution, rather than Vovim. However, southern Vovimians are one of the two "tribes" that helped to form Vovim, the largest country in the Midcoast nations. Among the Midcoast nations, Vovim is rivalled only by Mip (which Vovim helped to found) for its multicultural splendor.

Cover for Whipster, showing a much later resident of southern Vovim, whose ancestors came from further south in the Old World:

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I'VE SET MY MULTIFORMAT E-BOOKS FREE

Enjoy and enjoy. My e-books at other bookstores are available free too, except at Amazon, where they're 99c.
 

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NOW AVAILABLE FREE IN MULTIFORMAT: Law Links (The Three Lands)

Few events are more thrilling in a young man's life than a blood feud between two villages. Or so Adrian thought.

Torn between affection toward his traditional-minded father and worship of his peace-loving, heretical priest, Adrian finds himself caught between two incompatible visions of his duty to the gods. Then the Jackal God sends Adrian a message that will disrupt his world and send him fleeing to a new and perilous life.

This novel on a young man's encounters with soldiers and spies can be read on its own or as part of The Three Lands, a diverse fantasy series on friendship, romantic friendship, romance, and betrayal in times of war and peace. The series is inspired by conflicts between nations during the Roman Empire and the Dark Ages.

Available as a free multiformat e-book or as a 99c Kindle e-book: Law Links (The Three Lands).
 

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NEW ONLINE FICTION: The Eternal Dungeon, The Three Lands, and Life Prison

Information about my online fiction. Click on the titles for the full blurbs, tags, and stories.
 

Ma'am (The Eternal Dungeon). The guards who serve under her are mocking her. In other words, it's an ordinary workday.

Wildfire (The Three Lands). He was a loyal servant of the god. But even loyal servants have their limits.

Shifts (The Eternal Dungeon). Midwinter's god is as cold as cruelty and as warm as a loving heart.

Adversaries (The Three Lands: Breached Boundaries #1). When an endangered slave visits an imprisoned spy, she discovers that she has more options in life than she had thought.

Open-Soul Surgery (The Eternal Dungeon). He expected death. What arrived was worse.

Emancipation (Life Prison). Civil war is tearing apart the land. Again. . . . "Emancipation" is loosely inspired by events at a border-state manor during and after the American Civil War. This is a special Juneteenth holiday gift story for my readers.


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REISSUED ONLINE FICTION: Leather in Lawnville, The Eternal Dungeon, Young Toughs, The Three Lands, and Life Prison

Information about my online fiction. Click on the titles for the full blurbs, tags, and stories.
 

Leatherdar (Leather in Lawnville). The narrator goes on the hunt at a college ballroom dance.

Prison Food and Fondness (The Eternal Dungeon). "All she needed to gather were the ingredients for the meal. This she tried to explain on one summer morning, standing by the outer dungeon's exit while confronting two guards who had their daggers pointed at her."

Far Enough Away (Young Toughs). He knew he wasn't normal. Now he must save others who have been left behind.

Pinned (Leather in Lawnville). A rude top and an interfering family member prove to be an explosive combination at the Eagle bar.

In Hot Water (The Eternal Dungeon). They are two of the most talented prison-workers in the world. It's a pity their skills don't extend to dishwashing.

On Guard (The Eternal Dungeon). A bloody knife from a crime scene becomes a mystery to be solved and a foreshadow of trouble to come.

The Whipping Post (The Eternal Dungeon). Ten minutes left to contemplate what lies ahead, before the end begins.

Bonds (The Eternal Dungeon: Sweet Blood #1). A prisoner meeting his fate. A torturer meeting his demons. And between them, a man whose bonds are on the point of shattering.

Green Ruin (The Eternal Dungeon). Three guards and a mysterious substance provide a temptation too great to be missed . . . especially when two torturers add their skills to the mix.

New-Fashioned (The Eternal Dungeon). The Eternal Dungeon's youngest torturer has a special talent. He's about to discover what it is, at the worst of moments.

Searching (The Eternal Dungeon: Sweet Blood #2). Walking into a trap may be the only way to create one.

Bard of Pain (The Three Lands). In the battle-weary lands of the Great Peninsula, only one fate is worse than being taken prisoner by the Lieutenant: being taken prisoner if you are the Lieutenant. (Also available in free Braille and DAISY editions).

Split (The Eternal Dungeon: Sweet Blood #3). It was his duty to transform the prisoner's soul. But which one?

In the Silence (Life Prison). He can't speak. He can barely see. He experiences only fear and the faint whispers of something he had once known. But an intruder into his secure retreat from danger will pull him into awareness of what stands before him. What stands there is renewed danger . . . and the hope of something more.


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CURRENT ONLINE SERIALIZATIONS: Leather in Lawnville, The Eternal Dungeon, Young Toughs, and The Three Lands

Information about my online fiction. Click on the titles for the full blurbs, tags, and stories.
 

Spy Hill (Commando). On a hot summer's day, on a high hill surrounded by the enemy, the best battle-companion can turn out to be the truth.

Survival School (Young Toughs). How far can trust grow, when you're in a place you despise?

Checkmate (The Eternal Dungeon: Sweet Blood #4). The Eternal Dungeon is no longer a prison. It's a battlefield.

Law Links (The Three Lands). Few events are more thrilling in a young man's life than a blood feud between two villages. Or so Adrian thought.



*Certificate: 2016 Rainbow Awards. This certificies that Dusk Peterson has been awarded Best LGBT Alternative Universe/Reality for Risk (Dark Light #2).

RISK IS A WINNER IN THE RAINBOW AWARDS 2016

For the fifth time, the Rainbow Awards has honored one of my e-books. Risk (Dark Light) received the following honors:
 

  • 3rd Place, Best LGBT Book.
  • Winner, Best LGBT Alternative Universe/Reality.
  • Finalist.
  • Honorable Mention.


You can read the judges' comments (with an understandable but fairly serious couple of errors in the first sentence).

In addition, you can browse through a list of my e-books that were previously honored in the Rainbow Awards on my Awards page.
 

NEW STORY TAGS

I've updated the story tags page with additional stories and with the following new or expanded tags:
 

  • adventure, suspense, and thrillers (which is basically what I write, yeah).
  • fantasy.
  • historical fantasy.
  • 1870s.
  • Middle Ages.
  • Renaissance.
  • physically disabled characters.
  • chauffeurs.
  • craftsfolk.
  • diplomats and peacemakers (expanded tag).
  • monolatrism (see definition).
  • pluriform monotheism (see definition).
  • arsonists.
  • assailants.
  • assassins, murderers, and terrorists (expanded tag).
  • traitors.
  • war criminals and aggressive seizure of foreign lands (expanded tag).
  • soldiers and former soldiers (expanded tag).
  • father & daughter.


Just do a Find search on the story tags page to find these tags.
 

OTHER ADDITIONS TO THE WEBSITE

I changed my mind; I've brought back my young adult site.

At duskpeterson.com, I've added a page listing interviews with me.
 

Words per year

2016 WORD COUNTS

I've posted my word counts for 2016. I issued fifteen new stories last year, which is a number I'm pleased by. Unfortunately, my wordage continues to be so-so: 114,186 last year, which is no better than it has been every year from 2010 onwards. Granted that I had a legitimate excuse last year (I was spending a lot of time getting ready to launch my new business), but still, I could be doing a lot better than this. Fortunately, my 2017 wordage is looking good so far.

For the first time in seven years, I've also updated the wordage charts. I use these charts to help me see work patterns I might otherwise miss noticing. One chart reveals what I never would have guessed: My words per hour keep going up.

The last chart on that page, which shows how many stories I've published and reissued each year (with the e-books mainly showing up in red) . . . Do I get some sort of award for workaholism?
 

2017 PLANS

First, a bit of crowing, for I hit a personal milestone last year, without noticing it: I've issued over one hundred stories!

I began the year by posting a lot of long works of online fiction rapidly, but because of the demands of my new day job, I've had to switch over to a chapter-a-week serialization schedule. The good news is that I'm serializing more than one story at a time.

Here's my main serialization schedule for this year. The serializations run parallel with one another, though they don't all start on the same day (as you'll already have noted, if you've been following the updates at my blog).
 


Because I've set my multiformat e-books free, you can read ahead in older stories if you like, but this will give folks who don't know about my e-books a chance to read my stories gradually. And if you like book-club-style read-alongs, you can join fellow readers in reading and discussing each chapter as it's posted.

Breached Boundaries (The Three Lands) and The Awakening (Dungeon Guards) are at the editing stage. However, those two volumes collectively add up to 320,000 words, so it will take a while to finish editing them. (I'd originally hoped to issue Breached Boundaries at a rate of one installment per month, while the later installments were being edited, which was why I posted the first installment in January. But once I finished writing the remaining sections this March, it became clear that all the sections of Breached Boundaries would need to be edited at the same time, for continuity reasons.)

A reminder that, if you want to know at any point where I am in getting a new story issued, you can check the bottom of the series pages at duskpeterson.com, where I place my progress reports. My weekly updates (including announcements not made at the online archives where I post stories) are available through my blog and my e-mail list.
 


REVIEW: Rebirth (The Eternal Dungeon)

"Thank you. Thank you for this story, for these characters, the stealing me away from a cold Winter day and giving me a hot prison to feel like home, a little cell of my own to feel safe and Layle and Elsdon to restore my faith in humanity." —Elaine White / Divine Magazine on Rebirth (The Eternal Dungeon).
 


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FEATURED BACKLIST TITLE: Blood Vow (The Three Lands)

"I had come to tell him, in the cheerful manner boys have, that our world was about to be destroyed."

He has taken a blood vow to the Jackal God to bring freedom to his land by killing Koretia's greatest enemy. But what will he do when the enemy becomes his friend?

Thrust into exile and pain, young Andrew has no choice but to accept the friendship of the very person he had vowed to kill. When he returns with his friend to his homeland fifteen years later, though, he finds himself in a land of conflicting loyalties . . . where a vengeful god awaits him.

This novel on a young man's quest for true manhood can be read on its own or as part of The Three Lands, a fantasy series on friendship, romantic friendship, romance, and betrayal in times of war and peace. The series is inspired by conflicts between nations during the Roman Empire and the Dark Ages.

Available as a free multiformat e-book or as a 99c Kindle e-book: Blood Vow (The Three Lands).


Excerpt

Peter turned away and carefully undid the sorting I had just made of his clothes. "I fear that I have led both of us into a pitch-black cave, without bothering to bring a light with me," he said. "Let us move on to another subject. How did you spend your day? Aside from listening to insults from Lord Carle, I mean."

"I spent my day doing absolutely nothing."

Peter continued to look down at the items he was aimlessly moving from one pile to another, but a smile crept up the side of his face. "That sounds glorious. Where did you do this nothing?"

I came over beside him and took a belt out of his hands. "In the council library, to begin with; hence my embarrassing appearance at your closed meeting. I must apologize to Lord Dean tonight before he takes vengeance on the porter."

"I wouldn't bother." Peter left the sorting to my hands and sat down on the bed near me, leaning back against the wall. "I was witness to the porter's own apology, which was the most eloquent piece of poetry I've heard since I had a Daxion bard up on charges of stealing a bit of butter from the palace pantry."

"You put a bard on trial for stealing butter?"

"It's hard to believe, but the law classifies that as a major crime. Any use of the Chara's goods or money for forbidden purposes is considered a crime of disobedience – though you'll be relieved to hear that I let the bard go free. As for the porter, he has nothing to worry about; Lord Dean is fully occupied with planning this trip. Where did you go after you left the meeting?"

"Out to do more nothing. I did it under a certain tree in the garden."

Peter smiled and pulled his knees up to his chest, wrapping his interlocked hands around them as he leaned further back. "I'm glad that you found a good use for my birthday present. You've no idea the trouble I had in convincing the gardener that Emor would not crumble if he planted a Koretian tree in the palace grounds."

"Is it a Koretian tree? I didn't know."

"It turned out to be less expensive to bring a sapling over the black border mountains than to buy one of Emor's few remaining trees. I hope you won't stop using it, now that you know its barbaric origin."

I didn't bother to reply, but tossed a tunic at Peter. Laughing, he prevented it from landing in his face. "If you've spent an entire afternoon doing nothing, then you must have had a particularly terrible morning. I hope that our talk in the Map Room wasn't what drove you to seek pleasure ahead of duty."

I shook my head and knelt down to pull Peter's travel pack from beneath his bed. I knew that it was there only because I had cleaned the floor around it during my time as his slave. Over ten years had passed since it was last put to use.

As I stood up, I saw that Peter was still watching me expectantly. I said, "Lord Dean saw me in the council library before the meeting. We had a talk on marriage."

"Ah." Peter let the word drop like a heavy pebble into water. When the ripples were beginning to fade, he added, "Well, you needn't pass on to me what he said. I'm sure it's the same that was said to me at the meeting. That was what the council spent most of its time discussing: my ill-considered decision to visit a dangerous land when I have no heir. Fortunately, the lords did not insist that I beget an heir tonight, before leaving Emor."

I began to fold the tunics in the tidy manner which had never come naturally to me, but which pleased Peter. After a while, Peter said, "It seems a curious topic for Lord Dean to discuss with you. Did he say why he chose you as the messenger of his views?"

I noticed that his voice had taken on a note of quiet authority, but I ignored this and said simply, "He has asked me to mediate for him in the past."

"That isn't what I asked." He waited. When I did not reply, he said, "Andrew."

I continued to stare down at the tunics, but my hands were checked in their motions. Peter said, "Andrew, it is my duty as Chara to know what methods my council lords are using to try to influence me. Do not make me have to command you in this matter."

I stared at the items I was packing and took a moment to still my heart before saying, in the neutral voice that the Chara's clerk adopted when reporting the words of a witness, "Lord Dean said I would be able to demonstrate clearly to you the importance of fathering an heir. He also said he was sure that, like any other man, I understood the desire to raise a family."

I did not look up at Peter, but I heard him slowly let out his breath, as though he himself had taken the blow. "May he die a Slave's Death," he said. "He actually told you that?"

I did not reply. His voice dangerously low, Peter added, "High Lord or not, he can be summoned on a charge of insulting a free-man. I would request such a charge if you wished."

"No." I reached over and picked up the dagger without thought, and then placed it hastily in the pack before reaching for the tunics from the chest. Finally I said, "He probably just forgot."

"Lord Dean never forgets."

The bitterness in Peter's voice made me look up. Peter was staring into the distance as though peering at an invisible scene. "When I was four years old," he said, "Lord Dean took me to see some kinsmen of his in his hometown of Busedge. It was the first time I'd ever left the palace, and it was one of the happiest periods of my life. The High Lord let me have my way in everything; he wasn't strict with me the way my father always was. Toward the end of the visit, I confided to Lord Dean that I had once tried on the Pendant of Judgment to see what it felt like. Lord Dean promised to keep my secret – and he did, for many years. Then, one day about a year before my father died, I was talking with my father and Lord Dean – you may remember, for it was on the night when we first spoke. Suddenly, to gain a trivial point in an argument with my father, Lord Dean mentioned what I'd done. I've never forgotten the look my father gave me, and I've never trusted Lord Dean since then."

He pulled his gaze away from the past, reached to his tunic, and unclasped the emblem brooch in order to toss it to me. "You'd better pack this now. . . . It was perhaps unwise of Lord Dean to reveal his true nature so clearly to the Chara To Be. These days, if I were about to be cut down in battle and needed the help of either Lord Carle when he was being his most brutal or Lord Dean when he was being his most amiable, Lord Carle is the one I'd turn to."

"It's not a choice I'd want to make," I said, wrapping the brooch carefully in a face-cloth before packing it. "At any rate, Lord Dean does have a point in what he said to me."

"Lord Dean's points are like dagger points; they can only kill. Listen to me." Peter pulled himself forward so that he was kneeling on the bed close to me. "If I ever need advice on who to marry, it is you I will go to, not a man like Lord Dean. You know me better than anyone, better than even my father knew me, and nothing of what you are to the world changes what you are to me."

I said nothing, did not even look his way, but let my smile be my reply. . . .
 

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argh, I just realized, I'm away next week, I won't be able to watch the final until next Tuesday.

oh god this show, stop making me emotionally invested, *I have been let down too many times* to be emotionally invested in Doctor Who.

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In the Silence


"Images came, like flickers of a candle: Dark stones. Dark metal. Faint fire. A spoon in his hand, as someone urged him to eat. A stinking pit that he knew he was duty-bound to fill. A loom nearby that he vaguely remembered he had once known how to work, but which now stood as silent as the rest of his world."

He can't speak. He can barely see. He experiences only fear and the faint whispers of something he had once known.

But an intruder into his secure retreat from danger will pull him into awareness of what stands before him. What stands there is renewed danger . . . and the hope of something more.




Law Links


"Sometimes I feel that he is as mysterious as the gods, and that he is hiding something of vital importance from me. Something that would transform my life."

Few events are more thrilling in a young man's life than a blood feud between two villages. Or so Adrian thought.

Torn between affection toward his traditional-minded father and worship of his peace-loving, heretical priest, Adrian finds himself caught between two incompatible visions of his duty to the gods. Then the Jackal God sends Adrian a message that will disrupt his world and send him fleeing to a new and perilous life.




Checkmate


"It's all about torture. That's what I didn't understand for a long time. The High Seeker has been seeking out and punishing those of us who wish to show greater mercy to the prisoners than the Code allows. Those of us who question whether it's right to torture prisoners."

The Eternal Dungeon is no longer a prison. It's a battlefield.

Split apart from their closest loves and friends, a small group of prison-workers seek to abolish the use of torture against prisoners in the queendom's royal dungeon. Time is running out, for the deadly High Seeker has already flogged and executed prison-workers who oppose his policies.

Do the reformers have enough time and skill to bring about radical change in the dungeon? Will they be able to overcome their mistrust of one another?




Survival School


"This is the right place for you, boy. They'll school you here to be a right-standing man, one who can keep control over his actions, like any good man should. You just got to keep yourself open to learn and to grow."

How far can trust grow, when you're in a place you despise?

Arrested for a crime he doesn't regret, Bat ends up handcuffed to a group of fellow city boys and sent on a long journey into the countryside. He know that he is being transported to a prison for delinquent servant boys, but what form will his imprisonment take?

Tattooed with the rank-mark of servant, Bat must learn how to keep from losing his temper with the men who carry the keys to his freedom. But in the unbelievable world where he has been deposited, in which a genial master orders strict punishments and a servant acts like a master, will Bat be able to locate the door to his release? Which of his fellow prisoners can he trust to help him?

And will he survive long enough to find out?

Inspired by true events at a turn-of-the-century reform school, this novella (short novel) is set in an alternative version of the Chesapeake Bay region during the 1910s.




Spy Hill


"Fairview was the finest friend a man could have, and the finest battle-companion. I dared not risk doing anything that might break our friendship."

On a hot summer's day, on a high hill surrounded by the enemy, the best battle-companion can turn out to be the truth.

Rook and Fairview have worked alongside each other for years, first as officers in the navy, then as officers on a steamship, and finally as colonels in an invading army. Members of a nation where tiny differences in rank are considered all-important, the two men defy convention by treating each other as equals.

But now their life-long bond is about to meet its greatest strain, when they are ordered to seize and defend a hill whose landscape is unknown, in the company of soldiers who may be incompetent or treacherous. Will Rook and Fairview's friendship remain by the end of the battle? Or will their lives take an unexpected detour as they struggle to survive on Spy Hill?

SkirtBike - editia a 3-a

  • Jun. 22nd, 2017 at 9:30 PM
Luna iunie pentru mine este una dintre cele mai active luni din tot anul, parca totul se intampla atunci.

Ei bine... lucrurile decurg, ele se intampla, dar am nevoie de multa rabdare (care nu o am) pentru a realiza totul ca la carte, si a castiga, in cele din urma, pentru ce am asteptat.
Inca ma abtin de la orice detaliu, e mult prea devreme sa zic ce am pregatit. Termenii sunt pusi la punct, dead-line-urile sunt pana la sfarsitul lui august, poate doar atunci o sa pot scrie ceva despre ele.

Asa ca, pentru moment raman la cele care sunt realizate.

Adica Skirt Bike Targu-Mures, 2017, unul dintre evenimentele de la care nu lipsesc, si imi place sa-mi fac prezenta, ca memento a celor intamplate, depasesc asteptarile fizice si ale rezistentei mele.

Ador sa merg pe bicicleta, asta e clar, si imi place sa profit de astfel de evenimente, iar Skirt Bike este unul din acele evenimente care promoveaza feminitatea, eleganta, sportul.

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Reading, Listening, Watching

  • Jun. 21st, 2017 at 8:34 PM
Reading: Still Crime and Punishment which should be no surprise. However I had anticipated being further in than Chapter 5 by this point.

Listening: Stuff you Missed in History Class on William Moulton Marston, the creator of Wonder Woman. So far he's invented a lie detector and is investigating women's emotional responses to bondage - suddenly Wonder Woman's lasso takes on a whole new dimension. He appears to have been both a feminist of sorts* and a polygamist. The former of which is, I gather, very evident in the early Wonder Woman comics (particularly his belief that the world would be a better place if run by women) the latter somewhat less so.

Watching: We have discovered Stanger Things. Very reminiscent of E.T. (it opens with a D&D game, is set in the 1980s and much of it is short from a child height viewpoint (a characteristic of E.T. according to B.))

*neither of his partners got suitable credit for their, in some cases considerable, input into his work.

Texas Capitol Building

  • Jun. 20th, 2017 at 8:09 PM
While I was in Texas an old friend and his wife took me out for the day including a trip around Texas' Capitol





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