the shades of night were falling fast

    
Aha! I bet you thought I died! No, I didn't die. I had a long internet hiatus because my brother shot himself (he's okay now) and then my mother got ill, and I was Otherwise Occupied (you can see more of this intense soap-opera action in my #me Tumblr tag archive, if you're so inclined). Now I am living in the Era of Unreliable Internet Connections Under the Best Circumstances, and the Farmer's Almanac has predicted a bad winter for the Ohio Valley. I'm going to try to post more regularly again -- in fact, I have two actual, formal posts lined up, one about Tolkien and one about... something else... and I intend to make a capsule book review post tomorrow or the next day -- but my better nature may be thwarted by technical difficulties. Still I shall persevere! Excelsior, I say! Excelsior!

Anyway. I've just fixed up the layout a little (new header!), as well as changing my profile photo and et cetera.
I guess I get combative when I'm bored, Jesus :[

To tide you over (in anticipation of what?), I went out and took photos of the icky-fruited something-tree in my front yard, before the weather took all the leaves. No filters, because that didn't work so well last time. Also I would like to apologize for the shot of my unpainted fingernails; I really drop the ladyball when it comes to manicures. They're very uncomfortable and expensive, I don't care. (Content includes a bonus fishpond photo.)

Until next time, all you lovely people who continue to visit my blog even though it is very boring!






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  1. Glad to see you blogging again! And good work on getting two whole posts lined up. That's more than I've ever been able to manage.

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    1. Yeah, but you do those awesome food posts! I'm way too lazy and disorganized to do food posts. (I love food posts.)

      & thanks! ( ˘ ³˘)♥

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  2. Excelsior, I say! Excelsior!

    If you start deleting comments and locking commenters out, you would be a Banner with the strange device.

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    1. There's no need to get carried away.

      I just ordered myself a copy of Astra & Flondrix. The internet agrees it is both alarming and disgusting. I can't wait!

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  3. I'm glad to see you back on the tubes, and gladder to hear that your brother didn't harm himself further. Hopefully, he'll get the help he needs.

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    1. Thank you! I'm gladder than you can imagine, also too.
      He's getting help & it seems to be working for him (at least a bit), thank you.

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  4. . Also I would like to apologize for the shot of my unpainted fingernails; I really drop the ladyball when it comes to manicures. They're very uncomfortable and expensive, I don't care.

    I've always preferred unadorned fingernails, they are a sign that the hands have been used for performing interesting tasks, and that the "owner" has more important things to do than to spend hours sitting around having some sort of lacquer applied to their nails. Besides, the natural look of the fingernail is esthetically pleasing, you have that nice contrast between the pale lunula and the rosy nail, with the pale distal end... how could maroon enamel improve upon that?

    For the record, my nails are a disaster, I keep them really, really short so I don't scratch anybody in the dojo, and I have one nail (left middle finger) that got kinda smashed up on the job so it has weird alternating bands of pink and off-white, with no visible lunula at all.

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    1. Sorry for the double-post, but Blogger has a hard time understanding what "reply" means:

      you have that nice contrast between the pale lunula and the rosy nail, with the pale distal end... how could maroon enamel improve upon that
      Haha, what an excellent and extremely strange compliment, thank you very much!

      I'm pretty useless, actually; in this case the lack of a manicure just indicates laziness :]

      Sorry to hear that you smashed your nail and it came back weird. One time when I was little my dad smashed the end of his finger and the nail fell out and then grew back, and while that was happening it was the most awful-looking thing I had ever seen. Like a little horror movie always on demand at the end of his finger. THE MIRACLE OF THE HUMAN BODY, HOW GROSS.

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  5. I went out and took photos of the icky-fruited something-tree in my front yard

    Crabapple. Not you, the tree.

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    1. Well, we are double-posting for posterity tonight, because Blogger just ate my reply. Twice! Three times! Four times, now! Fifth time for the Guinness (beer or record book, your choice):


      1. Thank you for the species identification information, and
      2. People have suggested these fruits are jam-worthy, but they're mostly pit, disgusting, and possibly toxic.
      3. So no.

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  6. Emma, have you checked out the Tor Books blogs? They have a lot of Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, material, including a reread of the book.

    I have to remind myself to check their site more often.

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    1. No, I didn’t! Thank you so much, I’m on it.

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  7. POSTS POSTS POSTS [pounding table with utensils in manner of Viking hordes]

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    1. Alexa… has… a blog? ALEXA HAS A BLOG?
      ( ु⚈᷁௰⚈᷁ ू)

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    2. (That’s a very exciting development, for me.)

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