Finally my sketches of Cae and Vel—the first being the image of them in my mind as I read and second after consulting refs and potential face claims~ :)
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Finally my sketches of Cae and Vel—the first being the image of them in my mind as I read and second after consulting refs and potential face claims~ :)
Cae and Vel belong to @fozmeadows
ahhh, these are so gorgeous!! <3

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couple years ago i made a post listing a bunch of silly joke political ideologies and one of them was like "queer sex positive feudalism" and i was blissfully unaware that this basically describes the setting of vast swathes of the modern fantasy genre. Stop That
Quite a lot of actual historical feudal aristocrats were queer, and they were just as terrible and oppressive as the straight ones.
yeah man it's almost like that's something queer fantasy writers might want to explore for a reason
Like I'm sorry, but is the idea here that fantasy authors should only be writing about systems of government that we personally endorse? Are we allowed to write about feudalism and imperialism so long we hew to specifically Western historical precedent and include lashings of homophobia to make it clear that Gay People Wouldn't Do That? Can we invent queernormative fantasy settings if we promise promise promise to make them functional socialist democracies where all axes of structural oppression have been solved forever? Or can queer people only exist in a fantasy aristocracy if the point of the story is that they're there to overthrow it? I just. Like. You are aware that kingdoms, empires, class-exclusive democracies, feudal clan systems and other profoundly non-modern forms of governance are, in fact, a loadbearing part of fantasy as a genre, regardless of whether it's being written about queer people or straight people? And that for almost the entire history of the genre, fantasy stories that so much as mentioned queer people, let alone featured them prominently, were thin on the ground? And that it's fair actually for queer people to both enjoy, and to want to see themselves in, fantasy stories? If you personally don't want to read about any of that, then cool! You do not have to! Literally nobody is forcing you! But complaining that the Magic Feudalism Genre now contains Magic Feudalism With Gay People is very much like asking why the soup kitchen sells soup.
couple years ago i made a post listing a bunch of silly joke political ideologies and one of them was like "queer sex positive feudalism" and i was blissfully unaware that this basically describes the setting of vast swathes of the modern fantasy genre. Stop That
Quite a lot of actual historical feudal aristocrats were queer, and they were just as terrible and oppressive as the straight ones.
yeah it's almost like that's something queer fantasy writers might want to explore for a reason
I already posted about this over on Bluesky, but for anyone wondering how dire the current glut of AI-enabled, author-targeted scam emails is, this is what the spam folder for my professional email address currently looks like:
Like. It's absolutely fucking insane. I go into more detail on the Bluesky thread, but these scammy slopportunities are everywhere at the moment, and the ones that make it past the spam filters into my main inbox are worse. Every author I know is being inundated with this shit, and it makes me rabid.
it is wild to me that you're letting your 4 year old have pizza that late at night. my instinct is to be like what is wrong with you but you've been absolutely rocking my world view on food rules for the past couple of years honestly
If you are hungry you should eat, always. We're having pizza cause we're on vacation and that's what's available honestly a lot of the time when she gets the night time hungers she wants scrambled eggs lol.
We let her eat and then she goes to bed and everyone is happy!
One of the most eye-opening aspects of parenthood for me has been how socially ingrained it is for parents to be coercive and controlling about food access in the name of manners. Like, scientifically, we know that kids have much smaller stomachs than adults, and also much faster metabolisms. That makes sense! They're growing! And we also know, scientifically, that kids have different palates than adults - that bitter flavours are much more unpleasant for most toddlers, for instance, and that certain kids have strong sensory aversions to certain textures or tastes. This latter point is also true of adults, too - and it's completely fair! But you would never demand that an adult clear their plate once they said they were full, or shame them for their inability to finish because they had a sandwich earlier. You wouldn't force them to eat every part of an unfamiliar meal they ordered at a restaurant that they turned out not to like, or tell them that they didn't get to have a mid-morning snack as punishment for not having eaten breakfast. And yet it's considered completely normal to do this to children - especially very small children - whose bodies constantly want fuel. Which isn't to say it's pointless to teach kids manners around food and mealtimes - it's not! How to sit at a table, how to use a knife and fork, how to behave at a restaurant, how to politely ask for seconds or express that you're full (I've had an elegant sufficiency, was my grandmother's delightful go-to phrase), how to join in the conversation once you're done with your food, how to make a good faith attempt at trying unfamiliar dishes, how to broaden your palate as you get older, how to behave as a guest at someone else's table - all of this is important to learn! But instead of this, what a lot of parents actually do - and most often because they themselves were raised with it - is treat food access as a test of obedience. A child who asks for a snack is whiny, because you just had breakfast!, even though it's developmentally better for a child to eat multiple small meals throughout the day than three big ones. A child who refuses a given food is picky, because you should just eat what you're given!, even though most adults would never extend this same attitude to themselves. A child who eats three square meals a day and still wants more is greedy, because you've already had enough!, even though we'd consider it wholly normal for an adult - and especially a physically active adult - to want extra. And at the same time, once kids are old enough to feed themselves, they're often discouraged from doing so, their hunger treated as a shameful inconvenience. Sure, if a particular food is expensive, difficult to acquire, needed for a particular dish that someone is planning to cook or belongs to a specific household member, then it makes sense to say, "hey, you can only have X if you ask, for Y reason," because that's about teaching responsibility and courtesy, not punishing hunger. It's also fair to say that certain foods, like ice cream, are only for dessert, or require permission, because kids need help learning restraint. And once they can write, you should teach them that, if they take the last of something, they should put it on the shopping list so you know to get more. But a lot of people still just... act annoyed that their kids are hungry, and particularly when that hunger - as is developmentally normal! - falls outside of allotted mealtimes. Because they grew up being punished for being hungry, and so it's built into their bones that food-seeking behaviour is somehow inherently rude, when eating when you're hungry is actually one of the healthiest things we can do.

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hihi! I saw your post a while ago about The Weight and the Measure (eee!) and actually came across a listing on the ARC website (double eee! immediately stopped in my tracks) that listed the book under the title Godburned -- is Godburned the new final title? super excited to crack this one open
Ahh, thank you, yes! I've actually been meaning to post about this - my next book has indeed been retitled as Godburned, though we're keeping The Weight and the Measure as the series title, which I think works very nicely. The new release date is 26 January 2027, and ARCs are now becoming available! I'm really excited for people to start to read this one; though I should clarify for anyone coming to it from A Strange and Stubborn Endurance and All the Hidden Paths that, while there's very much a queer romance element, the story itself is not a romantasy. By this I mean that the romance is not the central thing that drives the plot, though it is still heavily character-driven. It's also what I'd call maximalist fantasy, in that there is a LOT of worldbuilding. Gods! Magic! Giant foxwolves! Questions about the nature of fundamental nature justice! People with horns!
Because I'm a fool and a rube, I just now realized I forgot to post an actual blurb for Godburned, which would presumably be a useful thing for potential readers to have! SO:
In the Jaosi Empire, magic is gifted by the gods – a blessed reward for the worthy devout. But not for Kas. Twice, the gods have come uninvited, investing him with their power at the worst moments of his life, and twice, Kas has refused to serve.
When three teenagers go missing in the poorest part of Jahovai, where neither the city guards nor the Measure bother to pursue justice, Kas knows that if he doesn’t find them, no one will. But when his search goes devastatingly wrong, a third god visits him – and in the aftermath, Kas is conscripted to the Measure.
Peacekeeper and investigator Nema is tasked with inducting Kas into his new life. A nobleman who represents everything Kas despises, Nema nonetheless offers to help his new partner find the missing boys as a gesture of goodwill.
But the search soon turns ugly, pointing to corruption at the highest levels. Nema and Kas must learn to cooperate, and fast: together, they may uncover the truth, but the more they learn, the more they have to lose . . .
hihi! I saw your post a while ago about The Weight and the Measure (eee!) and actually came across a listing on the ARC website (double eee! immediately stopped in my tracks) that listed the book under the title Godburned -- is Godburned the new final title? super excited to crack this one open
Ahh, thank you, yes! I've actually been meaning to post about this - my next book has indeed been retitled as Godburned, though we're keeping The Weight and the Measure as the series title, which I think works very nicely. The new release date is 26 January 2027, and ARCs are now becoming available! I'm really excited for people to start to read this one; though I should clarify for anyone coming to it from A Strange and Stubborn Endurance and All the Hidden Paths that, while there's very much a queer romance element, the story itself is not a romantasy. By this I mean that the romance is not the central thing that drives the plot, though it is still heavily character-driven. It's also what I'd call maximalist fantasy, in that there is a LOT of worldbuilding. Gods! Magic! Giant foxwolves! Questions about the nature of fundamental nature justice! People with horns!
It is wild talking to people online where you'll be like "Hey, you're kind of being an ass," and they'll rant about how as a member of a marginalized community... oppression and violence... societal forces... lack of opportunity... and it's like "Ok, people who share some demographic with you are pushed into homelessness and sex work but they are not being assholes online. You are a grad student at Reed who works part-time as a paralegal and you are a real dick."
Genuinely one of the worst things to happen to online discourse in the past 15 years was the popularization - and thus the chronic watering down - of the term tone policing. Originally, it was coined by Black women to describe the tendency of privileged white women, when called out by WOC, to attack the way they'd spoken as a means of diverting from the substance of what was said: a literal DARVO tactic. It pointed out a specific, extant pattern of white women weaponizing their discomfort to stave off accountability and how WOC in general and Black women in particular were thus expected to speak with a servile sort of gentleness, not just as a matter of course, but particularly in situations that merited anything but. What it soon became, however, was a catch-all justification for marginalized people to act like fucking assholes.
People started saying the most aggro, edgelord shit at the drop of a hat, and if anyone pointed out how shitty it was, the culprit would immediately turn around and claim they were being tone policed. The levels of toxicity this resulted in were through the fucking roof, and the result was multiple left-wing online communities fostering the presence of utterly vile trolls because any attempt to curtail them was met with a combination of defensive retreat into marginalization ("Oh, so [members of X marginalized group] aren't allowed to be angry?" "You wouldn't blink an EYE if a cishet white man said the same thing!") and a lambasting dogpile on whoever had dared to point out their bad behaviour. This reached a fever-pitch in around 2014, at which point a bunch of shit happened that collapsed the established troll ecosystems across various online fronts. Since then, things have calmed down somewhat, but the impulse towards treating "hey, stop being an asshole" as a species of microaggression remained, such that it has now metastasized into - or at least significantly contributed to - the "UWU I am a Smol Bean 26yo minor and therefore I can't be held accountable for anything I say or do because I'm PRACTICALLY a CHILD" phenomenon. At base, what all this bullshit ultimately reflects is the desire of a certain type of person to act like an asshole without consequence, which in left-wing spaces is achieved one of two ways: either by situating their target as having more privilege than them, such that they're fair game to abuse (because if they don't take the personal attacks or scathing denunciations of the entire category of person to which they belong in "good humour," then they're proving themselves to be one of the bad ones); or by situating themselves as having a unique right to never ever be criticized or held to account (because they're marginalized or disabled or having a mental health crisis or a MINOR, YOU GUYS and making them feel bad about the shitty things they said is basically abusive).
This would get my vote
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There's hope.
My co-teacher came up with an idea. She said to me: “I’m going to project a Shakespearean sonnet on the board that you have never seen before. They are going to watch you struggle through it, and they are going to see what it takes to authentically annotate something to attempt to understand it”. This was a good idea because it targeted a pitfall of my teaching: that I already know the answer— a predetermined answer I want my students to come to. Therefore, when I ask the class a question, they are aware that there is an answer in my head I want them to arrive at. This method can stifle students’ voice. So, I stood at the front of the classroom that day, feeling exposed, sight-reading Shakespearean sonnets. With most of the sonnets, I, with the help of the class, could only get to about 75% understanding and accuracy at best. But my confusion — my apparent struggle and frustration in understanding each new sonnet— was key for my students. They felt free to posit their interpretations and even to disagree with me. In each session, a student shared a thought or possibility that not only I had failed to see but was also ultimately accurate. One student couldn’t wipe the smile off her face when she figured out a metaphor that stumped both me and my co-teacher. “This was fun”, she and her classmate said to each other when the bell rang.
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gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering “is there anybody out there” and hoping and guessing and imagining
because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe
and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us– we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them
and then
we built robots?
and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image
and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone
but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?
the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.
and they told us to tell you hello.
this is far and away the most popular post i ever made on tumblr. people have asked me if they could illustrate it, people have asked me if they could turn it into a novella, people just messaged me to say it made them cry. that means more to me than i can say.
you probably heard that the mars opportunity rover died today.
it was hard news to hear. i cried at my desk at work. it doesn’t make it easier that it was only supposed to run for 90 days at all; it doesn’t make it easier that it lived 14 years longer than it expected to. it lived a full life. it lived a very good life. it was the first set of eyes on miles and miles of mars. it was an explorer, it was tough, it was very, very brave. and none of that makes it easier, none of that makes it okay that it is not going to sing happy birthday to itself again.
about a year ago, my childhood cat died. i loved her more than anything. i don’t live near my family any more, and i wasn’t there for it, but my parents were, and they held her while her body gave out, and they say she knew she was with them, she knew she was loved.
i know opportunity was a computer inside a movable body, and not a person, or even an animal. still, i wish it had had people to hold it. i wish it had been with the people who cared for it. it seems very hard to me, to die so far from home.
but i think - to the extent to which we can say computers “know” things, which i think is a great deal; i think knowing is most of what computers do; i think if they have a consciousness, knowledge must be nearly all of it-
i think opportunity knew it was loved.
every couple of months i dream that i’ve gone home and my cat’s there. even now, even though my grieving is over and done with, i visit her in my dreams, and i hold her, and every time, she purrs. she missed me. she’s so happy to be with me again.
that’s a very human thing, dreaming of what we’ve loved. what we’ve lost. dreaming things that outlast death. like robots, and singing.
"No one remembers the singer. The song remains."
- Terry Pratchett, The Last Hero
I am so unbelievably fucking sick of AI tools. Every time I go to the doctor now, they start up by asking, "Is it all right if I use this AI voice translation software to record my notes?" while already setting it up, and then they look nonplussed when I tell them no. Like man I appreciate it takes you a modicum of extra time and concentration to type up things in my chart yourself, but that is in fact a loadbearing part of what I'm paying you to do! I want to know that the notes you take are accurate, or at least accurate to your assessment in the moment! "Oh but we read through the AI summary to check that it's accurate" I don't care! I don't fucking care!! Even if you did it right after my appointment, that's no guarantee you'll remember every beat of what was discussed, because now you're trying to remember thirty minutes' worth of conversation after the fact instead of just typing a few sentences at five minute intervals! And that's the best case scenario - how many patients do you see a day? What fucking good is it if you're reviewing all these summaries in bulk after a ten hour shift, or a day later, or two? How are you gonna catch any errors or hallucinations when you barely remember our appointment? Whereas when you type it yourself, your brain builds connections between what's being heard and what's being written. You remember more. I want you to remember more! I do not want AI in my fucking medical care! Fuck!