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Jul. 9th, 2025 07:20 pm
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When [personal profile] kate_nepveu started doing a real-time readalong for Steven Brust & Emma Bull's epistolary novel Freedom and Necessity in 2023, I read just enough of Kate's posts to realize that this was a book that I probably wanted to read for myself and then stopped clicking on the cut-text links. Now, several years later, I have finally done so!

Freedom and Necessity kicks off in 1849, with British gentleman James Cobham politely writing to his favorite cousin Richard to explain he has just learned that everybody thinks he is dead, he does not remember the last two months or indeed anything since the last party the two of them attended together, he is pretending to be a groom at the stables that found him, and would Richard mind telling him whether he thinks he ought to go on pretending to be dead and doing a little light investigation on his behalf into wtf is going on?

We soon learn that a.) James has been involved in something mysterious and political; b.) Richard thinks that James ought to be more worried about something differently mysterious and supernatural; c.) both Richard and James have a lot of extremely verbose opinions about the exciting new topic of Hegelian logic; and d.) James and Richard are both in respective Its Complicateds with two more cousins, Susan and Kitty, and at this point Susan and Kitty kick in with a correspondence of their own as Susan decides to exorcise her grief about the [fake] death of the cousin she Definitely Was Not In Love With by investigating why James kept disappearing for months at a time before he died.

By a few chapters in, I was describing it to [personal profile] genarti as 'Sorcery and Cecelia if you really muscled it up with nineteenth century radical philosophy' and having a wonderful time.

Then I got a few more chapters in and learned more about WTF indeed was up with James and texted Kate like 'WAIT IS THIS A LYMONDALIKE?' to which she responded 'I thought it was obvious!' And I was still having a wonderful time, and continued doing so all through, but could not stop myself from bursting into laughter every time the narrative lovingly described James' pale and delicate-looking yet surprisingly athletic figure or his venomous light voice etc. etc. mid-book spoilers )

Anyway, if you've read a Lymond, you know that there's often One Worthy Man in a Lymond book who is genuinely wise and can penetrate Lymond's self-loathing to gently explain to him that he should use his many poisoned gifts for the better. Freedom and Necessity dares to ask the question: what if that man? were Dreamy Friedrich Engels. Which is, frankly, an amazing choice.

Now even as I write this, I know that [personal profile] genarti is glaring at me for the fact that I am allowing Francis Crawford of Lymond to take over this booklog just as the spectre of Francis Crawford of Lymond takes over any book in which he appears -- and I do think that James takes over the book a bit more from Richard and Kitty than I would strictly like (I love Kitty and her cheerful opium visions and her endless run-on sentences as she staunchly holds down the home front). But to give Brust and Bull their credit, Susan staunchly holds her own as co-protagonist in agency, page space and character development despite the fact that James is pulling all the book's actual plot (revolutionary politics chaotically colliding with Gothic occult family drama) around after him like a dramatic black cloak.

And what about the radical politics, anyway? Brust and Bull have absolutely done their reading and research, and I very much enjoy and appreciate the point of view that they're writing from. I do think it's quite funny when Engels is like "James, your first duty is to your class," and James is like "well, I am a British aristocrat, so that's depressing," and Engels is like "you don't have to be! you can just decide to be of the proletariat! any day you can decide that! and then your first duty will be to the proletariat!" which like .... not that you can't decide to be in solidarity with the working class ..... but this is sort of a telling stance in an epistolary novel that does not actually center a single working-class POV. How pleasant to keep writing exclusively about verbose and erudite members of the British gentry who have conveniently chosen to be of the proletariat! James does of course have working-class comrades, and he respects them very much, and is tremendously angsty about their off-page deaths. So it goes.

On the other hand, at this present moment, I honestly found it quite comforting to be reading a political adventure novel set in 1849, in the crashing reactionary aftermath to the various revolutions of 1848. One of the major political themes of the book is concerned with how to keep on going through the low point -- how to keep on working and believing for the better future in the long term, even while knowing that unfortunately it hasn't come yet and given the givens probably won't for some time. Acknowledging the low point and the long game is a challenging thing for fiction to do, and I appreciate it a lot when I see it. I'd like to see more of it.

Sunshine Challenge #3

Jul. 9th, 2025 06:08 pm
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Journaling prompt: What are your favorite summer-associated foods?

Creative prompt: Draw art of or make graphics of summer foods, or post your favorite summer recipes. Post your answer to today’s challenge in your own space and leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.

 

My favourite sumer food probably sounds very boring, but if one takes care to use the best quality possible, it’s delicious. Boiled white fish with new potatoes, clarified butter and chopped hard-boiled eggs. When I was a child the fish we used was northern pike, which my father or grandfather had just caught, but nowadays we usually buy fresh cod. The new potatoes come from the garden. The clarified butter must be real butter, and organic eggs taste the best. One can mix the butter and the eggs, but we prefer to keep them separate, so each can take after taste.

 

Also, for me this tastes best eaten outside the summer house, on dishes called “Grön berså” (green bower) by the Swedish designer Stig Lindberg in 1960.





Wednesday reading

Jul. 9th, 2025 10:26 am
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Look at this! Posting about books I've read or am reading on an actual Wednesday. Wohoo, winning!


The Lincoln Highway )

Saint Death's Daughter )

The Tail of Emily Windsnap )

Wednesday Reading Meme

Jul. 9th, 2025 09:37 am
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

I mentioned last week how much I was enjoying Hilary McKay’s The Time of Green Magic, and I continued to enjoy it all the way through. Just the kind of children’s fantasy I like: an old house all covered in ivy, magic that is strange and lovely and just a bit scary (as unknown and unknowable things should be), and just enough real world issues (in this case, the children in a blended family learning to get along) to give the story some emotional ballast without making the magic a mere metaphor for anything.

I also finished Marilyn Kluger’s The Wild Flavor, part food memoir and part foraging manual for wild foods in the Midwest and Northeast. Morels! Persimmons! Hickory nuts! And more! An inspiring read for anyone with foraging aspirations, and an appetizing read for anyone who likes reading about food.

What I’m Reading Now

I’ve begun Lord Peter, a collection of all of Dorothy Sayers’ Peter Wimsey short stories. The second story begins with Peter Wimsey admiring a comely French girl who turns out spoilers, if anyone cares about spoilers for a hundred year old short story? )

What I Plan to Read Next

I’ve got the Max in the Land of Lies! How will our twelve-year-old spy handle himself in Nazi Germany?? Tune in to find out!

Elatsoe, by Darcie Little Badger

Jul. 8th, 2025 10:05 am
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Ellie is a Lipan Apache teenager in a world where magic, vampires, ghosts, and so forth are known to be real. She’s inherited the family gift for raising ghosts, though she only raises animals; human ghosts always come back wrong, and she’s happy with the companionship of her beloved ghost dog Kirby, not to mention her pet ghost trilobite. But when her cousin, who supposedly died in a car crash, returns in a dream to tell her he was murdered, she finds that knowing who killed him isn’t as helpful as one might imagine…

Ellie’s cousin Trevor told her the name of his killer, Abe Allerton from Willowbee, but he didn’t know why or how he was killed. Ellie enlists her best friend, Jay, a cheerleader with just enough fairy blood to give him pointy ears and the ability to make small lights. More importantly, he’s good at research. They learn that Willowbee is in Texas, near the town where Trevor lived with his wife, Lenore, and their baby. Jay brings in help: his older sister’s fiancé, Al, who’s a vampire.
All of them, plus Ellie’s parents and a ghost mammoth belonging to her grandmother, play a part in the effort to solve the mystery of Trevor’s death and bring his murderer to justice. And so, in a sense, will a major character who’s long dead (and not a ghost) but who’s a big presence in Ellie’s life: Six-Grand, her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother, the last person to have a gift as powerful as Ellie’s… and who vanished forever into the underworld.

I enjoyed this quite a bit. I mean, come on. GHOST TRILOBITE. GHOST MAMMOTH. It’s funny, it’s sweet, it’s heartfelt, it has lovely chapter heading illustrations, and it’s got some gorgeous imagery - I particularly loved a scene where the world transforms into an oceanic underworld, and Ellie sees a pod of whales swimming in the sky of a suburban neighborhood.

It's marketed as young adult and Ellie is seventeen, but the book feels younger (and so does Ellie.) I'd have no qualms handing it to an advanced nine-year-old reader, but it also appeals to adult me who misses the time when "urban fantasy" meant "our world, but with ghosts, elves, and so forth."

Book Review: Midnight is a Place

Jul. 8th, 2025 08:34 am
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Onward in the Aikening! This time [personal profile] littlerhymes and I read Midnight is a Place, which is very loosely related to the Wolves series in that it also features an industrial city named Blastburn. There are no crossover characters, no wolves, no reigning Tudor-Stuarts, and the town has completely different industries. Aiken may have just liked the name Blastburn.

However, I’m glad that it is described as related to the Wolves books, as otherwise we wouldn’t have read it and this book is PEAK gothic. Start with Midnight Court, an old house which is falling into ruin because the crabbed and miserly owner has been selling off the furniture and firing all the servants! Add a lonely orphan boy and his Mysterious Tutor! Throw in a Dickensian carpet factory where the carpet-making process ends with a press that can and will squash children on a regular basis! Stir in one more lonely orphan, this one a small and furious girl from France, and you have yourself a rich and savory gothic stew.

This is merely the set-up. Other gothic elements arrive in due course. For instance: the current owner of Midnight Court won it in a midnight bet at the Hellfire Club! (Not actually called the Hellfire Club, but the same idea.) The lonely orphan boy must make his living by descending into the sewers to find treasure. (The sewers are inhabited by savage rats and thirty to forty feral hogs, because Aiken loves a wild animal attack.) The child-squashing press on the mantelpiece does of course go off.

Overall a delight. The only flaw is that the last chapter is pretty rushed, and introduces a completely random plot thread for two pages which is then summarily dropped. Spoilers for the random plot thread ) But you can just kind of ignore that bit and savor all the gothic everything that precedes it.

Progress Again at Last

Jul. 7th, 2025 09:53 pm
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I was making slow progress last year. But then my housemate was injured, and needed to use a walker for a while. Clearing space for the walker basically boxed in everything that she didn't need to access, including all my work in progress. I couldn't - and still can't - even close the door to my home office.

She's now almost completely recovered. The walker has been retired, and so has the cane that came after it. Last week I made a very small inroad into the surface mess in my office. I'd planned to work on that daily, but life happened. Until today.

Tonight I wanted to read a book. My book reading chair was well positioned for light in the morning, but not at all good when it's dark outside - artificial light sources near it are inadequate. So I kind of lost it, and attacked the mess.

Things that got moved to my bedroom from e.g. the living room to make space for the walker have been consolidated or removed. The reading chair is in there, with a pair of plastic storage bins stacked as a coffee table beside it. A largish number of unread media have been evicted with extreme prejudice. The matching chair that was full of objects moved from the housemate's bedroom has been unburied, and moved to where the usable chair had been, still containing the smaller objects that had been in/on it. I asked the housemate to clean them up eventually - no hurry - and she promptly shoved them into plastic storage boxes and carried them off.

There's more still to do - e.g. backfilling the place the second chair was with stuff from a heap on top of a rocking chair, or perhaps moving the whole heap there, chair and all. And I'm not entirely satisfied with the new location of my laundry hamper. But I can read comfortably in the late evenings, without sitting at the dining room table in a less comfy chair.

I'm physically tired, and I imagine my back will be screaming at me tomorrow. I've doubtless inhaled enough dust to give a susceptible person an asthma attack. But both my bedroom and the living room feel somewhat less like warehouses, particularly my bedroom. (I feel like it's all mine again at last, even though essentially all the junk that was blocking it up was mine rather than ours.) Phew!

Recent reading

Jul. 7th, 2025 08:41 pm
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Currently reading Days of the Dead by Barbara Hambly, one of her Benjamin January historical mysteries, usually set in 1830s New Orleans, although this one sees newlyweds January and Rose take a busman's honeymoon to Mexico to rescue their friend Hannibal Sefton, who has been accused of murder. Enjoying this! It's very Gothic: the mad patriarch ruling over his isolated hacienda with an iron fist, where pretty much everyone else is on their way to madness if not already there; the picturesque ruins in the form of Aztec pyramids; and of course, People Getting Real Weird With Religion. So far, this book's historical cameo has been General Santa Anna, who I did not connect with the sea shanty "Santiana" until a reference to his nickname as "Napoleon of the West"; I've also noticed that Hambly has an apparent running joke with herself of slipping in the names of minor characters from Les Mis (e.g., Combeferre's Livery in Die Upon A Kiss) and assumed the French chef named Guillenormand was one of those, although the spelling differs slightly— and as this Guillenormand is a "heretic Revolutionist" who fled France upon the Bourbons' return to power, I doubt Hugo's Gillenormand would acknowledge any relation.

I'm approximately three-quarters through Dune and things have gotten really weird. (Jessica + the Water of Life ritual????) Also, oddly, this audiobook keeps slipping back and forth between using a full cast of different voice actors for the different characters and having a single narrator Doing Voices for all the characters, which has a very odd effect when it changes from scene to scene and the main narrator has a completely different way of reading, e.g., Count Fenring's verbal tic than the other, specific voice actor does. It has also introduced more of a soundscape, including (in a move so cliche it was accidentally funny) ambiguously exotic flute music when Paul's Fremen love interest Zendaya Chani was introduced. So far my favorite chapter/scene has been when Frank Herbert used one character's death to be like "AND IN THIS ESSAY I WILL—" about ecology, via that guy's dying hallucinations of his dead father.
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Having a break from work is wonderful. It’s made me reflect on what I can do to switch off and recharge.

Aside from my previously-mentioned resolution to prioritise reading books, I’ve been thinking about the time I spend outside and about stopping to focus on details, like birds and flowers. I’ve been thinking about the value of walking, and the spaces I could walk in.

So this article by Nada Saadaoui felt timely and interesting, For Jane Austen and her heroines, walking was more than a pastime – it was a form of resistance:
For Austen’s heroines, independence – however “abominable” – often begins on foot. Elizabeth may be the most iconic of Austen’s pedestrians, but she is far from alone. Across Austen’s novels, women are constantly in motion: walking through country lanes, walled gardens, shrubberies, city streets and seaside resorts.
These are not idle excursions. They are socially legible acts, shaped by class, decorum, and gender – yet often quietly resistant to them.
In an age where walking is once again praised for its physical and mental benefits, Austen’s fiction reminds us that these virtues are not new. Her characters have been walking for centuries – through mud, across class boundaries and against expectation.

Another recent article I found relevant was Slow looking is your ticket to deeper insights, better writing and quieter skies by Julia Baird:
This is why the re-emerging idea of "slow looking" in art galleries and museums is such a wonderful one; it encourages intense observation, attention to detail, reverence for art, skepticism about what first glances reveal, appreciation of learning, respect for the subject [...] I appreciate that some reading this might say: "Oh, it's very well for a bunch of academics to sit and stare at squirrels or fish for hours a day — most of us don't have time." But we don't hesitate to spend several hours on screens.
This is in an era where we are being constantly bombarded with news and information, some of it deeply disturbing, much of it skewed and false. Consuming anything slowly, paying deep careful attention, has become profoundly counter-cultural.
Anything that serves as an antidote to chronic distraction, that pulls our gaze from pulsing, popping screens to quieter skies surely should be applauded.
There is something a little bit ironic that I read this article on my “pulsing, popping” screen but the point remains.

And it reminded me that several times recently I’ve thought, Well, I could go to the art gallery in the city, it’s years since I last did that. It hasn’t been a very serious thought, more of an acknowledgement of the possibility than a plan I’ve intended to follow through.

I could go to the art gallery and the state library and the botanical gardens. I could.

Now, I think that I should.



Under the Tuscan Sun (2003): I watched this film again some weeks ago, even though I remembered being a bit disappointed by it, because I wanted pretty scenery.

My memory of the plot was so vague, most of the time it felt like I was watching the film for the first time, but I think it helped that I knew not to expect the film to be something it is not. It’s a romance, or not in the way I was hoping for when I was younger. (I don’t remember when precisely but I was in my late teens or early twenties.)

I appreciated Frances’ first-person narration. She’s a writer and I like the way she puts words together. There’s also something about the early 21st century fashion trends that I find satisfying. (I wonder if it’s because the late nineties / early noughties were when I started paying more attention to adults’ fashion choices, and consequently there’s a part of my brain that still thinks this is what people should look like.)

And there’s pretty Tuscan scenery, yes. ‘The trick to overcoming buyer's remorse is to have a plan. Pick one room and make it yours. Go slowly through the house. Be polite, introduce yourself, so it can introduce itself to you.’ )



Scrolling past things I wrote earlier in the year, my attention was caught by what I’d written about the British YouTuber Ruby Granger:
Ruby Granger’s mornings, with her casement windows and leisurely breakfasts reading and trips to feed the hens, reminded me of one of my all-time favourite of aesthetically-appealing things: the intro for The World of Peter Rabbit and Friends.
And I’d titled my post with a lyric from the show’s theme song: On the wild and misty hillside.

All of this amuses me with its aptness, because Ruby Granger’s most recent video is actually about a trip to the Lakes District to visit Beatrix Potter’s house. She even made a couple of TikTok videos about it, using music from The World of Peter Rabbit and Friends!

I think this is what started me thinking about what I am a train journey away from, like the art gallery. )



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I decided yesterday’s post was getting long enough, so I didn’t include these reviews.

(One would think that after two decades of blogging – two decades as of April – I would be better able to anticipate my own verbosity. But apparently not!)



“The Dagger in the Desk” by Jonathan Stroud: I’d mentioned to my cousin that I was disappointed that Lockwood & Co. didn’t get a second season. She told me that all the books were available on Libby and that they dealt with threads that the adaptation had left hanging. I hadn’t been sure that the books would do that – for all I knew, for instance, that cliffhanger at the end of the adaptation had been a Netflix invention, not a Stroud invention.

I’d already read The Screaming Staircase (after I’d watched season one but before I discovered that there wouldn’t be a season two), so I picked up this short story next.

(Incidentally, The Screaming Staircase seems to be the last time I read a novel written by a man (excluding a couple of children’s books that I’ve reread because I was reading them aloud to my class). I hadn’t intentionally set out to avoid books by men or anything like that, it just happened…)

Lucy, Lockwood and George are called in to deal with a ghost in a school. The ensuing adventure is, well, short but I enjoyed it enough.
I stared at the dagger and wondered if I should risk it… Of course I should. I was an agent. Taking horrible risks was part of the job. We might as well have put it on our business cards.


The Whispering Skull by Jonathan Stroud: This book follows events that were covered in the second half of the adaptation. Lucy, Lockwood and George are investigating the grave of a sinister Victorian doctor. A dangerous relic is stolen, and as they track it down, Lucy ends up spending more time talking to the ghost of a skull trapped in a jar.

It is two years since I watched Lockwood & Co., and at first as I read this, I couldn’t remember in very much detail what happened in the adaptation, nor determine how closely the adaptation followed this book. I just had the sense that everything turned out okay in the end, which somehow robbed the story of tension and meant it was easy to put down.

But as the book progressed, I found myself recalling the adaptation in more detail – and simultaneously feeling much more invested in what was happening on the page. “Well, I make that one murder victim, one police interrogation and one conversation with a ghost,” George said. “Now that’s what I call a busy evening.” | Lockwood nodded. “To think some people just watch television.” )


The Hollow Boy by Jonathan Stroud: Unlike the first two books, the events of this book didn’t feature in the TV adaptation, so I didn’t have any idea what was going to happen. I enjoyed that!

There’s a mysteriously intense outbreak of ghosts in Chelsea and Lockwood is indignant that Lockwood & Co. hasn’t been asked to help deal with it. Even though they have enough work to keep them busy, so much so that Lockwood decides they need to expand their team.

Lucy is none too impressed by this development, and I found her experiences of having to work with a new colleague who, despite Lucy’s efforts to be polite and accommodating, keeps rubbing her up the wrong way to be relatable and a bit cathartic. (Which says as much about my own recent experiences as it does about this book but anyway.)

I would have promptly embarked on the next book but there’s a queue. I am apparently “2nd in line” and not feeling wholly patient about it.

(It occurs to me that “2nd in line” sounds like it should have a phrase like “for the throne after it.) ‘My name is Lucy Carlyle. I make my living destroying the risen spirits of the restless dead.’ )



The Forests of Silence by Emily Rodda: This was my chapter-a-week book. I’d read it before, in fact, I’d reread it before, but not, according to my reading record, since I was thirteen.

It is the first book in the Deltora Quest series and I enjoyed revisiting it. Some parts of it were more familiar than others. I’m now slowly rereading The Lake of Tears.



The Greatest Crime of the Year by Ally Carter: This is the sort of romantic suspense I want to read more of! Two crime authors team up to investigate the disappearance of a fellow mystery writer.

Maggie Chase is invited, along with her professional nemesis Ethan Wyatt, to spend Christmas at the English mansion belonging to Maggie’s favourite author, Eleanor Ashley. Some of Eleanor’s relatives are less enthusiastic about their addition to the party but, as everyone is snowed in together, there is little anyone can do about it.

So when Eleanor disappears from a seemingly-locked room, Maggie wonders… is this foul play? Or is it a test?

This was fun, but thoughtful, too. ‘She was being silly. She was being foolish. She was letting her imagination get the better of her, but her imagination had also paid the bills for the better part of a decade, so her imagination, frankly, deserved the benefit of the doubt.’ )
“They told her it was all in her head. She was imagining it. She was getting older, after all. Maybe she’d spent too many years looking for mysteries that weren’t there.”
And, suddenly, Maggie wasn’t talking about Eleanor anymore. “You know, if mankind has one universal superpower, it’s gaslighting women into thinking they’re the problem.” It was actually a great comfort, knowing that if it could happen to Eleanor, then maybe Maggie could forgive herself for not realising it was happening to her. “To the world, Eleanor was just an old woman who wasn’t quite as sharp as she used to be. But even if that were true” – Maggie didn’t even try not to grin – “half of Eleanor Ashley is still worth two of most people.”



Argylle (2024): This film opens with Agent Argylle (Henry Cavill) in the midst of a mission that isn’t going to plan. There’s an utterly ridiculous chase scene and a dramatic discovery … and then the scene shifts to author Elly Conway, who is reading from her latest book. Because Argylle is fictional!

But when Elly, along with her cat, sets out to visit her parents, she encounters some real-life spies and she and her cat are soon on the run. With a spy who seems to be much more rough around the edges than Argylle is.

There’s another twist in the film and initially I wasn’t sure if it shifted the story from one I was really enjoying into one I didn’t like so much, but I decided I liked it! I liked how it fitted the pieces of the narrative, and how that narrative continued to be an action-spy-thriller with a woman’s experiences at its centre.

I also liked the soundtrack’s use of The Beatles’ “Now and Then”, which wasn’t released until 2023, so it sounds like an old song (because, well, it is) but it isn’t overly familiar or already associated with other stories.



The Intern (2015): I was surprised to discover that this stars Anne Hathaway (as the CEO of a fashion retail website, not as the titular intern, who is a former marketing executive bored by retirement, who is played by Robert De Niro).

I was also surprised that the film focuses on things I’ve become accustomed to seeing in Korean dramas but don’t necessarily expect from Hollywood, like intergenerational relationships, characters who are over 70, and the challenges faced by women juggling career pressures and personal lives. Or it could have been that the way the film explored those things was more like what I’d expect from a Korean drama. That was interesting.

Anyway, this film wasn’t quite what I was expecting but I liked it.

Round 152 Has Ended

Jul. 6th, 2025 08:01 pm
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Well I dunno about y'all but I had a blast this Round! *ba dum psh* Glad to see everyone made it, please sound off it the comments with what you did! And of course, three cheers for our inimitable Mod Squad:

[personal profile] xandromedovna, WerebunniesBane
[personal profile] thedarlingone, Rainbow Fairy Godpenguin
[personal profile] inkstone, Dumpling Procurer
[personal profile] falkner, Elegant Flower and this Round's Champion Usurper!

Round 152 Has Ended

Jul. 6th, 2025 08:00 pm
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Awwww...that time already?

Round 152, Hour 49: Ticky's Revenge

Jul. 6th, 2025 07:00 pm
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SURPRISE! When you checked the Ticky Box of Unclear Consequences, you activated my trap card: Ticky's Revenge!
We get an extra Hour in the ballpit this Round, BUT to participate in this Hour, you must add a sentence to your project, and it must contain one of the following words:
  • Tick/Ticky
  • Box
  • Unclear
  • Consequences
  • Revenge
  • (or Of if you're feeling cheeky/between projects)
Failure to do so will deduct 3000 life points and make the Time Chicken sad :(

Please share your sentence in the comments!

Round 152, Hour 48

Jul. 6th, 2025 06:07 pm
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POSTS EVERYONE!

Round 152, Hour 47

Jul. 6th, 2025 05:10 pm
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This is your save checkpoint! Please save all work before continuing!

Round 152, Hour 46

Jul. 6th, 2025 04:06 pm
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doo doo dood do dooooo do dodododo

Round 152, Hour 45

Jul. 6th, 2025 03:15 pm
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There's still plenty of Round left, what're you doing this Hour?

Round 152, Hour 44

Jul. 6th, 2025 02:07 pm
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things are off our plates! some of those plates are even clean! What new wonders will this Hour bring?

Round 152, Hour 43

Jul. 6th, 2025 01:41 pm
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me at my defense eventually assuming I ever graduate, sweating: it was a Design Choice!

are you making any fun handwavey concessions to your sanity this Hour or have you been Consumed?

Round 152, Hour 42

Jul. 6th, 2025 01:04 pm
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It's the answer to life, the universe, and everything! I have no answers, but I do have words.

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