fic recs: Gallaghercest

Nov. 29th, 2025 09:52 am
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Some Oasis recs for your enjoyment. One of the great things about the reunion is so many new people are writing fic. When I think about when I got into the fandom and there were like four writers total... It was bleak. But not anymore. :)

all through the circling years by [archiveofourown.org profile] mainpopgirl, 47k.
Four months after crash-landing on a deserted island somewhere in the Pacific, Liam and his fellow castaways, long presumed dead, are rescued and returned back to civilization. In Liam’s case, back to England — and back to his brother, with whom he finds himself rapidly falling back into old and familiar rhythms.

Friends, this is one of my favorite fics in this entire fandom. Yes it is a LOST crossover, except set in 2020 and really only using the crossover elements for the premise. Mostly it's about Liam and Noel reuniting after not speaking for ten years, falling back into old habits and trying to find their way out of them, and FEELINGS. God so many feelings. They're so good. The angst is real here, and so is the hope. The character voices are fantastic, and this author writes a great Liam POV, which is a rare treasure because probably 80% of the fic in this fandom is written from Noel's POV.

Everything about this is so good. If you only read one fic on this list, read this one.

The Long and Winding Road by [archiveofourown.org profile] shameonskadi, 5k.
Noel keeps having these dreams about Liam. I never get tired of dreamsharing fic about these two. This is set early in the reunion tour and leads to their first sex in years and years. I love the intimacy here and the low-key D/s vibes and of course the feelings. Always the feelings.

(And) All That I Want From You by [archiveofourown.org profile] Fishfucker, 28k.
Liam and Noel get stuck in a broken-down bus in the Mojave desert, which goes about as well as you might expect.

Another Liam POV fic, but one from his younger days before he mellowed. If you're looking for chaotic absurdity in your Gallagher brothers fic, this is for you, and yet by the time we get through Liam's days-long tantrum the fic brings us around to some real emotion as they work through some things together. Also the very rare 2000s-era fic, which I always appreciate.

Kenet by [archiveofourown.org profile] matewan, 11k.
Liam is a shapeshifting dragon, and this changes less than you might expect. The author takes this AU premise and makes it a new lens to see Liam and their relationship through, and it's so cool! Liam, whose emotions are huge and fiery and has such a strong sense of certain things and people belonging to him: of course he's a dragon. The character writing here is delicate and lovely and never says too much. A good time.

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Nov. 29th, 2025 12:22 pm
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holiday love meme 2025
my thread here


Also: send me a DM with your address if you would like a holiday card!

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Nov. 28th, 2025 10:03 pm
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Meme nabbed from [personal profile] sushiflop, who also has the coded text if you want to do the meme yourself.

Go to your Works page on AO3, look at the tags, and see what the answers to these questions are. (Or any other site that has tags)

1. What rating do you write most fics under? Teen and up. Basically anything with a "fuck" gets marked at least teen, whatever else is in it.

2. What are your top 3 fandoms?
What's listed are Buffy, Hockey RPF, and SPN, but if I go to the MCU page, which includes all my fics that are in MCU subfandoms, that has the most works of any of my fandoms at 95.

3. What is your top character you write about?
Sidney Crosby with 33 fics. Still, all these years later!

4. What are the 3 top pairings?
Sid/Geno (hockey, 24 fics), Liam/Noel (Oasis, 23), and Spike/Buffy (BtVS, 14). Yes indeed, those are my OTPs. <3 Fourth is Dan/Herbert from Re-Animator, which feels right as well.

Despite writing a shit ton of MCU fic, I was too much of a multishipper for any of my ships to threaten the top here. My highest was Carol/Yon-Rogg, and I only wrote 8 for them.

5. What are the top 3 additional tags?
Drabble (64), mpreg (50 jfc), and hurt/comfort (29). Zero percent surprised by the first two, but I'm a little surprised by the h/c count. I don't tend to think of myself as a h/c writer. However, I do like writing things that contain h/c, and I guess I'm good at tagging it when it applies...

6. Did any of this surprise you? e.g. what turned out to be your top tag.
I only need to write two more Gallaghercest fics for that to be my top ship! To be fair a bunch of the existing ones are less than 1k long, so Sid/Geno probably still wins by wordcount, but OTOH one of those Gallaghercest fics was 40k, so maybe not.

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Nov. 28th, 2025 08:59 pm
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Idk what my deal was today but I was useless for most of it. Just kept thinking, "I'll get up and do this thing," and then. didn't.

But! I did go out for a walk to the dollar store and pick up a silicone whisk, which can be safely used in the good pots. Sooo, guess who's making homemade pudding tomorrow :D

The whole Tom King Situation

Nov. 28th, 2025 05:20 pm
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Some impactful opinion pieces by First Nations authors:

Niigaan Sinclair: The inconvenient truth: Thomas King’s admission he isn’t Cherokee hits hard.

Tanya Talaga: Thomas King’s storytelling now feels like a betrayal.

Jesse Wente: Jesse Wente on Thomas King and finding hope in a hard moment (Video: 42min).


Thoughts:
I'm glad Lee Maracle and Murray Sinclair didn't see this betrayal. I wonder how many more are to come.

Personally, as a basic white girl who casually follows CanLit discourse, I'd heard the rumours for close to ten years, and assumed they weren't true because it seemed like the Cherokee Nation would've said something. And it just felt to obvious, maybe? Surely someone would've looked into it when the Michelle Latimer situation happened? Guess not! Or maybe they did, and this is how long it takes to gather that level of detail.

My hot take (which I've heard going around a bit): you can't be in King's position and not know that. A lot of us with roots in that part of the world have family stories about Cherokee ancestors, myself included. Which a lot of people believe because why would their families lie to them? Then you learn it's a whole trope, and look into it, and realise it's just family mythology. Or don't, because you're not claiming anything based on it, anyway. But if you're speaking on behalf of a people, as King was, not having the least curiosity, or desire to reconnect with family, feels like wilful ignorance at best. (Which is why the rumours felt too obvious. Surely, I thought, he must have made sure.)

It's not something that is making me, personally, reconsider my CanLit canon. I read a few books by King, and enjoyed them, but he wasn't a favourite author.


Palate cleansers:
Elamin asked Jesse Wente for some recs, and here's his list (copied from the episode description on YouTube):
Books:
The Knowing by Tanya Talaga
Bad Indians Book Club by Patty Krawec
The Idea of an Entire Life by Billy Ray Belcourt
The Boy From Buzwah: A Life in Indian Education by Cecil King
Survival Ojibwe by Patricia Ningewance
Danger Eagle written by Jesse Wente and illustrated by Shaikara David

Film & TV:
Saints and Warriors (coming soon to Crave)
The Knowing - documentary series based on Tanya Talaga's book (on CBC Gem)
Aki by Darlene Naponse
Uiksaringitara: Wrong Husband by Zacharias Kunuk
Meadowlarks by Tasha Hubbard (coming soon to theatres -- it’s a drama adaptation of her documentary, Birth of a Family, available on the NFB website)
Siksikakowan: The Blackfoot Man by Sinakson Trevor Solway

Finally, let's laugh about a funny time someone got fooled: 'Made-up quote' in Canadian satire site The Beaverton fools Time Magazine.

Book Review: The Director

Nov. 28th, 2025 03:13 pm
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Most of the time when I read book reviews in The Atlantic, I think “Mmmm, glad someone else read this so I don’t have to.” But when I read their review of Daniel Kehlmann’s The Director, I was like “I need this in my eyeballs NOW.”

The Director (translated from German by Ross Benjamin) is a novelized biography of G. W. Pabst, one of the most important directors in the post-World War I German film scene, most famous today for discovering Greta Garbo and Louise Brooks. (Diary of a Lost Girl with Louise Brooks is the one floating in my vague “I’d like to see that one day” mental cloud.)

After Hitler rose to power, Pabst left Germany and looked for work in Hollywood. He struggled to find work in America, returned to Europe not long before the outbreak of war, and ended up making films in Nazi Germany.

These are the basic outlines of Pabst’s life, and they’re a matter of historical record. From here on out, I’m going to be referring specifically to the Pabst of the book, who clearly has some points of divergence with the real Pabst. For instance: book!Pabst has a son of military age, who is clearly standing in for the experience of the Average German Youth, while the real Pabst’s baby son was born during the war.

Now clearly the central question of the book is, how do you go from hating a regime so much that you flee to another country to uneasily collaborating with it? Part of the answer being that Pabst, in his own mind, is not collaborating: he’s not making propaganda films, he’s making non-political films! And he just happens to be making them in, okay, Nazi Germany, but does making art under an evil regime necessarily make that art evil?

And, okay, yes, technically his films are funded by the Nazi film ministry because that’s the sole source of funding in Nazi Germany. But what if you’re taking the funds from the Nazi film ministry and making a film like Paracelsus, which has what might be taken as an anti-Nazi message…? The whole sequence where a madman starts dancing, and everyone else starts dancing in time with him……?

But, I mean. Is that an anti-Nazi message, or is that just Pabst fans trying to come up with a justification for why “made films for Nazi Germany” is not quite as bad as it looks?

And then you have Pabst’s next film, his lost Molander, based on a book by a Nazi party hack named Karrasch. (There’s a hilari-terrifying scene where Pabst’s wife finds herself in a book club entirely devoted to Karrasch, who sounds like Nazi Nicholas Sparks). The subject matter is foisted on Pabst, but he digs beneath the surface of the story till he can make the script his own, then heads to Prague to film it.

The city is being continually bombed, and the Soviets are getting closer every day. Pabst’s assistant Franz comments, “Don’t you find it strange, Pabst, that we’re making a movie like this in the middle of the apocalypse?”

“Times are always strange,” Pabst tells him. “Art is always out of place. Always unnecessary when it’s made. And later, when you look back, it’s the only thing that matters.”

They’re supposed to get a battalion of soldiers for extras, but the battalion is called away to the front right before they film. So - Pabst turns to the local concentration camp.

I should say that this is not a spoiler - we learn it in the first chapter - and also that Pabst’s concentration camp extras, specifically, are historical speculation. There really were directors who used concentration camp inmates as extras (famously Leni Riefenstahl), but there’s no evidence if Pabst used them in Molander, as the film really was lost. But that’s what everyone was doing to make up labor shortages. It’s plausible.

And Pabst tells his assistant, “All this madness, Franz, this diabolical madness, gives us the chance to make a great film. Without us, everything would be the same, no one would be saved, no one would be better off. And the film wouldn’t exist.”

Only in the end, the film is lost. So it doesn’t exist, after all.
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A day off without sleeping in at all feels so expansive! ([personal profile] scruloose had to be out a bit early all this week, so I've been getting up a bit earlier too to do my supervision part of the clowder's breakfast routine.) But I took the day off mainly to try to get some manga work done, so going back to bed after that seemed counterproductive. Somehow it's not even 10 AM yet? Incredible. (Could I have used the sleep, though? Oh yes.)

Happy day-after-Thanksgiving to the USians* observing this emotionally-complex holiday. I enjoy the food chatter from afar. Someone on a cooking feed on Bluesky posted about doing a stuffing flight, and now I really want a stuffing flight, although the specific types they'd made didn't sing to me. ^^;

*I've been seeing the edges of Discourse about this term on Bluesky, and several people complained about the pronunciation/having no good pronunciation options, which made me realize that to me it's strictly a term for writing, not saying. It works fine visually. *shrugs*

First Yule scent of the year: But Men Loved Darkness Better Than Light (2009 vintage). I'd forgotten how much I love this one.

Last year I had a pretty good streak of wearing Weenie scents, and then in November [personal profile] scruloose's breathing was a bit rough, and we didn't think it was the BPAL, but I didn't wear any through the Christmas season. (It turned out not to be what was causing the problem, which has been IDed and dealt with.) So maybe this year. (As always, the Weenie and Yule updates tempted me dreadfully, but the added horror of current crossborder shipping gave me extra armor against getting in on a decant circle.)

I'm finally listening to the new Florence + The Machine album; listening to new music takes even longer now than it used to, and I've never been quick about listening or bonding. Given the season, after this album I'll probably switch to Christmas music while working. As long as it's good (wholly subjective, obviously, along with if you're a Christmas person and if seasonal music doesn't hit all the wrong buttons in general), Christmas music is kind of ideal for when I'm trying to just get some work done--it doesn't require the attention that beloved favorite music or new-to-me music does, even if it's not a recording I'm familiar with. Handy!

(Yesterday I deployed some for the first time this year. I didn't know Carole King had a holiday album, although it's never a surprise when a western musician does. *eyes Tori Amos holiday album* [Which I do listen to.] And now I've heard it once and never need to hear it again.)

Also on the music front, I finally cut off my Spotify subscription, and I'm trying out Qobuz after waffling between it and Deezer. Neither of them has native Linux desktop support or a Roku app, either of which would've weighted my decision significantly, and Qobuz allows you to actually buy music--apparently DRM-free, no less!--so I'm starting here.

Package-delivery updates cover such a bizarre spectrum. I currently have in my inbox: a) an update from a courier saying they've got my package and will deliver it this afternoon, with no indication of the sender, and I do not have a ship notification from anywhere that makes it obvious, so...I guess we'll see soon, and b) a Canada Post "Ship Notification for Item" (not to be confused with a "your item is out for delivery" notification) that didn't arrive in my inbox until a couple of hours after the CP person had already theoretically been by and attempted delivery. (Canada Post folks are better than others about actually attempting delivery, so I have to assume I just didn't hear the doorbell somehow, but the email timing remains bizarre.)

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Nov. 27th, 2025 08:21 pm
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Another of my yarn packages has disappeared into the ether T_T

I might've mentioned this before, maybe not, but the woman behind Republic of Yarnia had to resend most of the October packages for American customers. Apparently customs has decided that the candy and tea she sometimes includes is a no-go, though I guess a few packages were let through. My package was not one of those because of course. I've since then received a package of yarn that I ordered for a scarf and my November package. No sign of October-- which, btw, is one of the skeins I've most been looking forward to. Because, y'know. Of course. Anyway, since the subscription packages aren't tracked, to keep costs down, we have no idea what side of the pond it even got lost on. She's going to send me a replacement skein with my December package but still. Ugh :/

Gaming Update

Nov. 28th, 2025 03:35 pm
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I ploughed onward through FFVII Remake and ultimately platinumed it, woo hoo, although it’s definitely thanks to Optinoob’s combat guides. His strategy for the final Sephiroth boss fight (which comes after a series of other fights, so you have to manage your characters very carefully to have enough MP etc left) boiled to down to block, counter stance, block, with Cloud, switch briefly to another character once they show up for heals and barrier etc, then back to Cloud (as Sephiroth will instantly target the character you’re playing) and keep blocking/countering until you can get him with a limit break before he unkindly drops Meteor on you - Optinoob when describing this started imitating Sephiroth going “Cloud, why won’t you attack me?” :D

After that I played chunks of FFVII Intergrade (the Yuffie DLC) on hard mode and I haven’t finished it but I jumped back into FFVII Rebirth. I’m still on chapter 12 of this in hard mode, which is exactly where I was storywise in March, but I have now gone back and done all the side quests I’d missed earlier that you have to repeat on hard mode to unlock more character progression, as well as some of the mini games (aargh the mini games. There are too many and I don’t know if I’m ever going to get through some of them, like the pirate’s gallery shooting one and the gambit & gears hard mode games and, omg, the PIANO). Where I am now, though, I really need to unlock Götterdammerung to be able to make it through the next fights, and it’s locked behind a series of excessively tricky boss fights - the six Brutal Challenges. I have done four, again heavily relying on Optinooob, and they were painful slogs.

As a change of pace from repeated party wipes, I picked up Blue Prince, which is a puzzle-solving rogue-like centred around a mysterious mansion, and not only is it great but I have not yet died even once. You are the presumptive heir to the mansion, but to prove you deserve it, you have to find room 46 - the house is a 9 by 5 grid, every day you start in the entrance hall on the middle of the bottom row, and when you open a door you get a choice of possible floor plans to fill the next space - some of the rooms are dead ends, some have items or hints you need, some require specific resources to select them, some interact with other rooms, and some actively punish you by removing resources or limiting your subsequent choices. When I first got a PC, the game I totally fell for was Myst, a puzzle-solving world-building lore-heavy game with (for the time) amazing graphics, and I spent hours on it, not least because this was largely before the WWW and I had no easy way of finding out puzzle solutions. The creators of Blue Prince credit Cyan (who made Myst), and it brings back that same feeling - there’s a massive amount going on here, with intriguing hints of story as well as fantastic puzzles, and it’s very satisfying when something finally works. Last night I entered room 46 (on day 28 of game time) but there’s a surprising amount left to do! It is a terrible game for the “just one more day” because a day can be over in 20 minutes if you have bad luck drafting rooms or can take nearly two hours if you find a lot of stuff, and I also now have all these notes about hints and clues and possible solutions to pore over. Recommended.

Book Review: I Leap over the Wall

Nov. 27th, 2025 11:37 am
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On one of [personal profile] troisoiseaux’s recent posts about a nun memoir, someone linked an article about a different nun memoir: Monica Baldwin’s I Leap Over the Wall: A Return to the World after Twenty-Eight Years in the Convent.

As Baldwin went into the convent in 1914 and emerged in 1941, I knew instantly that I had to read it. What an absolutely huge period of social and technological change to miss! Baldwin is astonished by modern underwear, the wireless, wartime shortages, and masses and masses of people who have become famous since she went into the convent: Greta Garbo, Picasso, D. H. Lawrence… Right up to the end of the war she keeps clanging up against her ignorance of so many things that everyone else takes totally for granted.

However, as interesting as I found all the details about social change, the parts I found most fascinating were Baldwin’s descriptions of life in the convent. I’ve read about early twentieth-century social changes before, although not quite from this angle, but the convent was totally new, in a “I wouldn’t make it five minutes as a novice” kind of way. Bells, bells, bells, ringing at intervals all day and all night, telling you to move from one occupation to another, stopping mid-stitch if that’s when the bell rings, lengthy sung prayers every day, every scrap of behavior governed by the Rule. There’s a correct way to sit, stand, eat, speak, and presumably breathe.

It’s particularly interesting because, although Baldwin left the convent, she still has faith in Catholicism and the concept of monasticism. She’s outside the convent but still “inside,” if you will, the belief system, so she’s particularly good at explaining the ideas behind an enclosed convent: humans were created to adore God and that therefore a life spent in adoring God is profoundly unselfish and also useful, because usefulness doesn’t mean first and foremost serving other people but serving God.

Unfortunately for Baldwin, most of her interlocutors aren’t willing to listen. It’s not just that they disagree (I certainly was going a bit bug-eyed over this order of priorities), but that they’re not even interested in trying to understand. And she’s never the one who brings up the whole nun business! People just tell Baldwin, the ex-nun, their opinion that nuns are selfishly hiding away in convents when they should be getting married or having families or building careers or CONTRIBUTING to the world.

Even if you think that, why would you tell this to an ex-nun unprompted? Were these people born in barns? But maybe they think that Baldwin, having left the convent, will agree.

But Baldwin does not, and she tries to explain the theory of the cloistered nun. Her interlocutors “listen” (read: sit in silence without taking any of it in) and then reiterate their original opinion.

So if Baldwin still believes, why did she leave the convent? Well, she believes in God, and Catholicism, and the concept of vocation, but has realized that she personally does not have a vocation. As she explains it, when she first decided she wanted to be a nun, she didn’t stop to ask herself if she actually had a calling. “I wanted to be a nun; it followed, therefore, as the night the day, that God must have chosen me.” (Some of my students who want to be doctors have the same attitude, insofar as you can have a thoroughly secular version of this belief.)

All through the year of her noviceship, and the five or six years of probation that followed, she continued in this willful confusion between “wanting to be a nun” and “being called to be a nun.” Only after ten years in the convent does she realize she’s made a horrible mistake.

And then she stuck it out for eighteen more years! The same pigheadedness that led her to decide wanting to be a nun meant she must have a vocation also kept her from throwing in the towel for nearly two decades after realizing she didn’t.

The tone of the book is generally pretty sprightly, a sort of quizzical madcap adventure, an Edwardian Rip Van Winkle awakens in World War II. But there is an undercurrent of tragedy, too, which sometimes breaks the surface in a brief lament. If Baldwin had left the nunnery at 31, when she realized she had no vocation, she might still have built a life for herself. But in staying so long, she missed everything: marriage and children, yes, but also the chance to build a career, or even just acquire the job skills that would suit her for any kind of war work.

As it is, she can only bumble from war job to war job. After the war she retires to a cottage in Cornwall, which is certainly a happy ending of a kind. But what a shame she didn’t change direction at once when she realized she was on the wrong path.
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(When I saw her in concert, she was very pleased with that line).

(Video has a thread of a butch teen being socially pressured to feminise. But there's a happy ending.)

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Nov. 26th, 2025 08:59 pm
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Four-day weekend! Not much in the way of holiday plans, so I'm expecting to get my room done and hoping to get a lot done in the guest room. I also wanna finish the scarf I'm working on and get started on the next one.

One of the yuri manga volumes I ordered arrived-- haven't got it in my hands yet because I didn't want to walk up to the mailbox in the dark and the rain-- and I might go ahead and read that. I'm pretty disappointed to have only gotten the one so far, ngl. The whole point of ordering two titles that released on the same day was to get them together. Alas. At least the one that arrived is the one I haven't read at all yet-- whereas I've read scanlations of the other-- and so I suppose it is arguably the more important of the two. I am looking forward to it, just not sure if I want to wait and read them both back to back, as was my original intent. Like, I know it doesn't really matter but it kinda matters to me, y'know?
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The 2025 NYC Shakespeare in the Park production of Twelfth Night is available online (via PBS) through the end of the year, and is tremendously fun! Such a stacked cast— with Lupita Nyong'o as Viola/Cesario (and her real-life brother as Sebastian), Sandra Oh as Olivia, and Peter Dinklage as Malvolio— it's genuinely hard to pick a stand-out performance?? I will say that Dinklage is probably my favorite Malvolio of the three I've seen within the past year, although he plays it both less campily and less sympathetically than the Folger's recent production or Tamsin Greig in the 2017 production on National Theatre at Home; I'll also say that Jesse Tyler Ferguson as Sir Andrew Augecheek stole every scene he was in, but honestly, "Sir Andrew was a hoot" was my takeaway from all three productions and so I think it might just be a really fun role. (On a less expected note, Orsino's entourage was also a hoot, especially with the recurring bit of one guy who kept laughing out of turn and then dropping into push-ups when Orsino looked at him. Also, fantastic Orsino, with kind of "manly man who's secretly a softie" vibes that made for an appealing take on the character— although, until the Drag Race runway vibes of the final bows, I would not say that this was a particularly gender-y version of Twelfth Night, overall?) In assorted other details: this staging had Nyong'o (actually, both Nyong'os) occasionally slip into Swahili, including the initial dialogue between Viola and Sebastian when they reunite, which was a cool touch; I didn't know what to think of the backdrop of giant letters reading WHAT YOU WILL, at first, but it earned its keep as a set-up for the punchline in the scene where, as Sir Toby and co. spy on Malvolio, they all hide behind smaller/portable/individual letters spelling out TREE.

Wednesday Reading Meme

Nov. 26th, 2025 12:18 pm
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Sachiko Kashiwaba’s The Village Beyond the Mist, translated by Avery Fischer Udagawa. A delight! The book inspired Spirited Away, and it very loosely shares the same premise: ordinary girl visits magical town where she has to find work. However, The Village Beyond the Mist is a much lighter take. Our heroine Lina is never in danger of being trapped in the spirit world, and her work is much lighter than Chihiro’s, consisting largely of helping the quirky townsfolk organize their shops: a bookstore, a maritime store, a toy store. (A bit disappointed Lina didn’t get to help out in the sweet shop. I would have loved more descriptions of the treats!)

A lovely bit of light magical fun. Just don’t go into it expecting Haku or yokai, and enjoy it for what it is.

What I’m Reading Now

Sarah Rees Brennan’s Long Live Evil, which I’m enjoying so far, although given the amount of time that our heroine Rae (isekaid into the body of the villainess Lady Rahela) spends musing about the double standard, I want her to go ahead and bang some of the hot bad boys already. Behave in a way unbefitting of a pure heroine! Get down and dirty with someone who is not your one true love!

What I Plan to Read Next

I’ve decided to go FULL CHRISTMAS this December: all Christmas books and nothing but Christmas books until December 25. I’ve often thought this would be an interesting thing to try, and this year I’m going in!

Snowy Day

Nov. 26th, 2025 10:37 am
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 Buttercup atop the radiator
Image: Buttercup atop a radiator, perched on a quilt just made just for him (and all the other cats).

Today is lefse day!  We always make a fresh batch for the holidays (we'll do it again for Christmas/Solstice.) We make our lefse from a box, because I actually like the taste when lefse is made from instant potatoes. Also, it makes that part of the process dead easy.

I hope all of my friends who got snow today also got the opportunity NOT to have to go out in it!  Have a great Thanksgiving, y'all.
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Still reading steadily through the series. These books are just perfect for decompression reading, they're mostly lightweight though with the odd flash of seriousness, they're full of fun hijinks and adventures, all the characters are very nicely drawn and overall they're just plain fun to read. Plus a nice sprinkling of historical interest for the period.

Among Those Absent
Prisoners are escaping and disappearing with tremendous success. Tommy Hambledon has to find out why. While Biggles would have tackled this by looking for rogue airplanes, Hambledon tackles this by getting himself a cover as a fraudster and being sent to prison, whereupon he muscles in on someone else's escape and gets rescued from prison. By hot air balloon and parachute. And after Hambledon and a fellow escapee have a wonderful hot air balloon and parachute ride, they then have to deal with the fact that the escape gang want paying for their rescue out of the totally fictional ill-gotten gains Hambledon is supposed to have stashed somewhere. In the process of dealing with this, Hambledon encounters a different slightly shady group of guys who--well, their leader lives in a truly flamboyantly ridiculous suburban mansion which is named, and I really could not believe my eyes when I read this, Kuminboys. It is almost redundant to add that he has all sorts of miscellaneous young men calling on him at all hours who are willing to do all sorts of shady odd jobs for him. He deals with blackmailers unofficially. Manning and Coles never say anyone is gay or refer to sexuality in any way, but then they do things like this and I love it. And, well, there is a plot involving Hambledon sorting out the prison break gang, but I'm afraid my brain seized up at Kuminboys and I can't actually remember what happened otherwise. The anti-blackmail gang was fine at the end and so was Tommy, and that's the main thing.

Not Negotiable
This one opens with a prologue explaining that the Nazis had an industrial-scale programme forging currency from the various Allied countries in an effort to destabilise their economies. Now, after the war, large numbers of dubious notes are turning up across France and Belgium and Tommy Hambledon is trying to find the source. A fun Belgian detective teams up with him for this, and lots of Manning & Coles's usual vivid secondary characters including a reformed crook and a young man who tries crime and doesn't like it, plus two young women who attack a gangster with a frying pan with considerable success. Not one of the most outstanding, but plenty of fun to read.

Diamonds To Amsterdam
This was an absolute classic, featuring a mad scientist, so many people in disguise, gold and jewels and a seaplane and a Very Significant Umbrella and kidnappings and escapes and really everything you could possibly want. The story opens with our mad scientist being found murdered. The mad scientist in question had just solved, allegedly, the problem of how to turn silver into gold, and then someone bludgeoned him over the head and his notes all disappeared. Then his assistant disappeared, then his machinery was stolen, and Tommy Hambledon is traipsing around a Home Counties village trying to find clues to all of this and figure out what was going on, with occasional trips to Amsterdam thrown in for good measure. A great ride, plus some excellent whump as various characters are drugged or kidnapped and imprisoned, lots of fun all around.

Dangerous By Nature
Tommy Hambledon visits Central America. While this had some moments of period-typical racism, it was not as bad as I expected. The story was a familiar one from multiple Biggles and a Gimlet on this theme: in a fictional Central American state, a slightly lost British sailor saw a ship secretly unloading goods in a remote part of the country while hiding its identification. Hambledon is sent to investigate. He is told that he can liaise with the excellent American spy Mr Hobkirk who is already there; however no such person ever comes up. Instead he has a peculiarly devoted and helpful local man named Matteo who follows him around everywhere, produces useful information and kills assassins and generally devotes himself to Hambledon's wellbeing and work, far more than you would expect from the guy who you paid to carry your luggage to the hotel. Hambledon, unusually for him, has no suspicions about the identity of the capable and knowledgeable Matteo. Anyway, the country is run by your standard thriller dictator who has annoyed the local aristocracy and is fleecing the local peasantry and has plans to flee the country with all the wealth he can carry away, soon. Hambledon discovers that the mysterious cargo was of course weapons, supplied by the Russians; however the Russians are somewhat inexplicably arming both the President and also the old aristos who oppose him, and having bought everyone off with guns, they are busy building something involving lots of concrete in the middle of the jungle. Hambledon investigates, nearly gets killed many times over in the classic way, discovers he does not like jungles at all, and eventually figures out what it's all about. (spoilers for the plot)
It's atom bombs. The Russians are building a missile site so they can launch atom bombs at the Panama Canal. This book was written in 1950 and it's clear that Manning and Coles don't know that much about atom bombs at this point, because apparently there are twelve atomic warheads on site. This site gets shelled by the aristocrats, and the atom bombs are all set off by accident. Hambledon, hiding down the valley with his friends a few miles away, is fine. Radiation and fallout are not a concern for anyone. It's fascinating seeing that while everyone is scared of atom bombs, they are not nearly scared enough, they're treated as being functionally the same as super-sized regular bombs and there is no mention of any further ill effects. Hambledon arranges that the story is put out that a previously unknown volcano erupted and that was what the big mushroom cloud was all about (the mushroom cloud, evidently, they have heard of). And once all the atom bombs have detonated, the whole story is over.


Now Or Never
Hambledon has heard rumours of a secret resurgent Nazi society in occupied Cologne and heads out to investigate. Forgan and Campbell, our gay model train shop and lawbreaking-for-fun guys, come along to help out, impersonating the Spanish financiers who are supposed to be meeting the Nazis in Cologne - a job that does not become easier when the actual Spaniards show up. Meanwhile, Hambledon makes friends with an earnest and enthusiastic German private detective, and tries to figure out what's going on. Excellent atmospheric descriptions of bombed-out Cologne and life there as things start to recover postwar. These are all very much immediate postwar books, and it's fascinating to see what the attitudes are and the snippets of different settings, in France and the Netherlands and Germany and England, every character has a war backstory of some sort and most of the plots are about leftovers of war one way and another.

Alias Uncle Hugo
A Ruritanian adventure of a familiar mould for Biggles readers. Tommy Hambledon is undercover in Soviet-occupied Ruritania to retrieve the teenage king of Ruritania, who is living incognito with his elderly tutor to care for him, and take him to England. Presumably to head up a government-in-exile or possibly to go to school, Manning and Coles wisely leave the politics to look after themselves and concentrate on the fun bits, ie Hambledon undercover as a Soviet inspector of factories trying to find an opportunity to extract young Kaspar from his Very Communist School For Little Communists. Unlike Biggles, Hambledon has no compunction at all about leaving a trail of bodies behind him and does cheerfully shoot people in the head the minute they suspect him. He also has a great line in making friend with people and then dropping them in the shit, in this case several senior communist police officers who think he's the bee's knees right up until they get killed or arrested for their connection with him. There's some excellent Aeroplane Content in this one too, Hambledon doesn't team up with Biggles but his life might have been a bit easier if he had, and being sent to make a stealth landing in Ukraine to retrieve the Ruritanian Prince and the British spy who's rescued him is exactly the sort of job Biggles does all the time. But Hambledon has to figure out his own aeroplane evacuation, and there's plenty of aeroplane fun as he does so.

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