Craft activism [books]

Feb. 19th, 2026 07:43 pm
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I finally finished reading Let's Move the Needle: An Activism Handbook for Artists, Crafters, Creatives, and Makers, by Shannon Downey, and for those interested in how to become an activist to tackle some particular issue, I'd highly recommend it. Downey points out how art has been a crucial part of many activist movements over the years (/decades/centuries), in many different ways. She has structured the book well: she starts with encouraging readers to first take some time to think over, identify, and prioritize the major problems there are to be worked on.

From there, she walks through how to carry out steps to build a community to tackle a problem with, determine the available resources, set goals (including the time-based component), develop messaging and tactics, then reach milestones, regroup, evaluate, and keep going.

I appreciated so many details throughout the book. For example, when it comes to tackling a project, event, or action, she notes that they all require an organizational system to be successful, and then walks through basic and critical structural components for such an organizational system (method to communicate; method to manage calendars; method to manage funding; method to track people and communications).

I think this is one of those books where, even if you already have a clear idea of what you want to be doing and how to do it (and are already doing it), it is still helpful to have everything outlined and together all in one place. I could apply all this to bike advocacy, for example. It can be reassuring, and/or it can be a prompt to tackle a specific aspect of whatever it is you are trying to carry out.

I also want to come back to something I wrote about earlier when I was only partway through LMTN, related to the book Galileo's Middle Finger (a book I originally blogged about here, just FWIW). What I want to come back to is that Downey did actually eventually explicitly address my question about a tension that might exist in activist work, around the question "Are we done here?"

That was helpful: as part of activism, Downey recommends building in time and space to reflect and assess how the effort is going/has gone so far; is it time to keep at it, focus on the same goal but shift the tactics, change to a new and different goal, or sometimes, finally just let go of things? Maybe if the author from GMF had had this sort of larger framework in mind, it would have shifted relations between the author and an activist she engaged with differently from what wound up happening (a schism; the author perceived the activism work as being complete upon achieving certain milestones, whereas the other activist felt the need to keep working, and they could not reconcile the differences in their perspectives).

So all told, after finishing the book, I remain grateful to the friend who recommended it, and I'd similarly recommend it to anyone else interested in devoting time, attention, and skills to addressing the challenges in our communities today.

thursday later

Feb. 19th, 2026 06:07 pm
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Waves.

When I got home from group I took the dogs for a walk down to the creek. The creek water is high from all the melting snow but not up over the bank. The ground feels mushy. I came home from that and it was such a nice day I went over and spent some time in the goat shed writing in my journal and catching up on that. I hadn't written anything since September. A few pictures: Read more... )
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Slipped off into The Zone for many hours last night while hammering away at a climactic scene near the end of Part I in the Work In Progress.

The Zone is a kind of oneness with the act of creation that can best be likened to a benign psychotic episode. You climb so far inside what you're creating that all your critical faculties disappear. Your brain is tracking imaginary events the same way it tracks real (ha, ha, ha!) events! It's wild. It's fun!

But you have no idea whether what you're writing is good or bad.

And it's a kind of mania, so it's physically unhealthy. When you fly that near the sun, your wings can get burned. Last night, for example, I didn't fall asleep till 1 a.m., but I still got up at 6—it's almost impossible for me to sleep in—so I'm feeling quite brain dead right now.

And I still haven't yet dared sneak a peek at what I wrote last night: Neal's rescue of Grazia just before she's about to be waterboarded baptized by spooky apocalypse cult. What if it's terrible, overly melodramatic drivel? It very easily could be.

###

Plus, we're heading into the fifth consecutive day of grey, impenetrable sky and blank white snow. A grey and white world is hard on the eyes. No doubt, that's compounding my addled, sleep-deprived mind set. Right now in this present moment, there's barely anything that's happened to me in my everyday-a-little-bit-longer life that I don't regret in some way. I line my pillows with regret!

My financial situation is in flux. Schlock isn't giving me the hours I want, and the current Remuneration client stopped communicating with me after making the current Remunerative assignment, leading me to wonder whether this isn't some kind of augury of how they're gonna react when I present my invoice. Shitty behavior! Do I ignore it & keep on working, figuring: Of course, they'll pay me! Or do I cut bait now and keep the retainer?

The Patrizia-torium is an utter mess.

And I'm living in a geographic location I dislike, where I have no friends to commune with or even activity partners to hang out with casually. I have plenty of friends, of course, with whom I communicate through phone calls, texts, & email & at some point during each and every one of those phone calls, texts, & emails, both parties invariably lament: I wish we lived closer...

But the only reason I'm not dying of loneliness is that I'm pathologically self-involved, and thus can survive for looooong periods of time entertaining myself.

Maybe that's all resilience really is: a pathological level of self-involvement.

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I miss Brian.

The fact that he was so supremely self-confident in his choices, and that one of his choices was to love me, made him a grounding force.

Without him, I feel neither grounded nor lovable.
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Last Saturday wound up being a bit frustrating, because I had a bit of time and a bit of energy to work on various Stuff and Things-related tasks, but I got bogged down in actual decision-making around much of the Stuff and Things.

To wit, I'm trying to figure out what to do about the bike basket on Frodo. I think I got the current bike basket in ~2016, and it's the third of its type. Shortly after I got it, I brought my bike of the time, the Jolly Roger, up to Seattle so we could Ride from Seattle to Vancouver and Party. The plan that year was for S and I to trade off riding the Odious IV with my dad, alternating with riding the Jolly Roger to rest and recover. We made it all of around 1/2 a mile at the very beginning, with me on the Odius, S on the Jolly Roger, before reaching a traffic light where S discovered that the front brake on the Jolly Roger is far more grabby than what he was accustomed to, and he endo'd with a loud crashing sound that was the snapping of some of the wood on this basket.

So, all things considered, it has held up pretty well over the years, with various applications of zip ties and whatnot. But I can now see daylight through more parts of it than ever before, and I'm getting tired of random people rummaging through my basket when I park my bike out on the street, so it's time for a change.

The thing is, I'm not convinced that I want to try and obtain a Basket #4, which would involve exchanging a series of letters with the Amish farmer who made the prior 3, to even start finding out whether he'd be willing to make another one (by now he might be old and tired? Who knows!). I did find that there's a company that sells all sorts of different Amish-made baskets online, on the behalf of the Amish families, but none of the existing ones have quite the same dimensions, and I'm not sure that I'm ready for the project of modifying some other style of picnic/storage basket to fit on and work with this rack. So, I stalled out.

But then, I've also been having a second bike luggage dilemma. The last time I rode the Paris-Brest-Paris (photo album link), I cobbled together an accessory bike pannier out of a cosmetics bag and some spare reflective ankle straps:

PBP 2023: Rambouillet Preamble

PBP 2023: Rambouillet Preamble

It wound up being really helpful to have just this little bit more cargo space than my luggage bag afforded, so I could carry along a nice, warm wool sweater to put on at night. But a cobbled-together setup is risky; the cosmetics bag was pretty cheap and flimsy, and so now is the time to think about and test out better alternatives.

The net result of all these things is, I think I'm going to obtain a larger trunk bag, but one that can also double as a front rack bag on my commuter bike, Frodo. One of the best parts is the trunk bag I'm considering has a specialized compartment for my Ulock, so it won't rattle around and make such a huge ruckus in my front basket anymore. That will allow me to pull off the picnic basket, and then I will have time to think about and make repairs to the basket, rather than trying to get a whole new basket going. I can then also give away this older, smaller trunk bag.

I'm still in a bit of a holding pattern at the moment, however, because the company that makes the new trunk bags also sells an accessory shoulder strap, but the shoulder straps are currently out of stock.

But, soon.

I watched Heated Rivalry

Feb. 16th, 2026 11:04 am
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and then read the books, and I gotta say, I think the author and I fundamentally disagree on a key principle of storywriting.

I believe, strongly, that if you have two viewpoint characters, or two love interests, or two viewpoint characters who are also love interests, then they need to have balanced problems - and, ideally, the interaction of those two characters should affect those problems in some way - by making them realize that they have problems, by making them realize that those problems aren't so bad, by solving or exacerbating those problems - who knows? But they need to start off with the same level of problems, and then by the end of the plot those problems need to have been changed in some way.

And pretty much that never happens in these books. Just look at the two that make up the TV show. We have two couples.

Read more... )

This opinion on problems was brought to you by: The Overnight Shift! I have so much time on my hands, guys!
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The Buffalo Hunter Hunter by Stephen Graham Jones is gory historical horror set in 1912 Montana that's in conversation with Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice. More importantly, it's both narrative and meta-narrative about settler colonialism and the genocide Americans perpetrated against the indigenous inhabitants of the American West, viewed through a lens of revenge, survival, and atonement. Finally, it shows a long, difficult attempt at justice, requiring sacrifice and suffering along the way.

This review contains spoilers.

Read more... )

For those not well-versed in American history, An Indigenous Peoples' History of the United States by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz would be good preparation for this novel, or as a readalong.

Critic by Leonard Bacon

Feb. 15th, 2026 10:48 am
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Why am I better than all other men?
I do not have to prove it. I admit it.
Here is the nail, and I am here to hit it.
A blow that glances somewhat now and then.
With pure intention I take up the pen
That writes the truth, if any ever writ it.
Venom is vulgar. I decline to spit it.
Still if I must—Well, nine times out of ten

I do. I am tired. That book must be a bore.
Jones wrote it. He was rude to me at lunch,
And nobody quite likes him in our bunch.
Smith said he liked my novel. In my bones
I feel that I like Smith. But more and more
My conscience tells me to eviscerate Jones.


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Link

Daff

Feb. 19th, 2026 03:43 pm
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A grey day, and the wind is in the north again, very cold. But at least the rain is holding off. And the days are lengthening noticeably. A few days ago, when the cloud cleared briefly, I set off on my morning walk around the forest in the dark. By the time I turned for home, the stars were fading and the sky lightening in the east, and the Woodlarks were starting to sing.

Daff

Despite the almost complete lack of sunshine, the first daffodils are starting to flower in one corner of the garden. (No spring crocuses this year. They came up a few weeks ago, but the rain flattened them before the flowers ever got to open...)

Continued climate change actions

Feb. 19th, 2026 09:07 am
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Yesterday, [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith posted a whole bunch of news, thoughts, and ideas about climate change. One thing that stood out to me from her post was a short video about steps to take and work on, in the face of it all.

What stood out to me the most from the video was an interviewee's point that, for many people, their narrative of climate change is out of step with what the actual effects and experience of climate change are / will be like (briefly: not so much like trying to keep a vehicle from driving off a cliff, much more like a ship headed into a storm). I don't think I'd fully appreciated that point before, but it's a really important one because the narrative about climate change affects what a person will or won't do.

I don't know what will wind up happening to this particular reporting avenue, and videos aren't always my preferred format for learning about these topics, but I think I'll keep paying attention to this channel for however long it's able to keep going - it's PBS-based so I don't know how PBS's disbanding will affect it.

thursday

Feb. 19th, 2026 08:43 am
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We are living in a very misty, foggy world right now. The air is warm (43F). This picture is from a walk down back we took yesterday afternoon. Rainy is wearing her red sweater because she just had her haircut on Tuesday and she needed a little protection. 

Dave went ice fishing - there is still thick ice on the lakes. I'm leaving for women's group soon. Need to get ready and get going...

Andrew

Feb. 19th, 2026 12:09 pm
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Oh my.

I recall seeing Fergie leap out of a car, slam the door, and race down the street followed by hapless bodyguards. What struck me then was her bandy legged sprint; I couldn't help thinking that whoever she was seeing, she could calm down a bit. Having said that, Fergie would outpace Usain Bolt for a free meal. Even then she had the rep of a grifter, albeit a very genial one. Other colleagues had tales to tell of the pair of them; she and Andy were known for bad table manners ('they eat like pigs'), and treating restaurant staff with no courtesy whatsoever. But then Cookie, Anne, and Margaret alike were all reputed to be capable of rudeness, expecting the world to put up and shut up due to their station. Never can tell really. Re Andy and Fergie stories, these were the same staff members complaining that Princess Diana was too tall with a big nose and a lucky face for photos. I am not sure what diplomats really know, but for proper irreverant goss, check in with embassy secretaries, at once vicious and shrewd. True? Couldn't say. Entertaining? Every day of the week.

The Yorks were universally considered exemplars of crass behaviour by those around them. Andrew is/was one of the most colossally spoilt men in the world. Can he have been as colossally stupid as it would take, to maintain relations with Epstein, then lie about them, and solidly keep lying? Can he really have forwarded confidential trade documents to Epstein, which seems the most likely basis for this charge? Even supposing him to be immeasurably infantile and greedy, could he be this foolish? What's he been doing with his money to need this kind of friend?

The King says what he must say, and it's true: The law must take its course.

The strange thing is this; in principle I am against the idea of monarchy, though I do see how it could be a waymarker for a nation, maybe even a binding power among disparate groups within the whole, the person who is and always will be above party politics, the person who exists to be your group egregore, the embodiment of your values, people, land. I can see it as a poetic conceit, maybe even a spiritual one. But I have never agreed with the inherent inequality of it, and royal finances need a proper squint, for they seem singularly obtuse. Yet somehow the death of the queen sealed my place as an Elizabethan, rather than a Carolingian or a Williamite. Do I miss her, do I feel for her? Probably not, but I do feel for the times she represented. And I am glad, for the sake of fond mums everywhere, that she was not around to see her favourite boy's disgrace splashed on the front page of every paper.

Book Review: The Discarded Image

Feb. 19th, 2026 07:58 am
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As so often happens with nonfiction books, the subtitle of C. S. Lewis’s The Discarded Image: An Introduction to Medieval and Renaissance Literature is quite misleading. It suggests that the book is full of interesting tidbits about, say, Chaucer, whereas in fact the book is much more focused on the classical authors who shaped the medieval image of the heavens - hence “the discarded image,” largely swept away by later thinkers, but still surviving in odd phrases here and there.

I was particularly fascinated by the chapter about which ancient authors were popular and relatively accessible during the medieval period. For instance, their most direct access to Plato came through a Latin translation of Timaeus, but they had many works by neo-Platonists, and it was through this neo-Platonist filter that they had their own Platonic age of thought. (The neo-Platonists had actually been the last great holdouts against Christianity, so it’s fascinating to see them simply get folded into it here.)

The book also goes into great detail about the Image itself. I won’t try to summarize it all here, but a few bits I found especially interesting:

1. The medieval model was indeed geocentric, but Lewis points out that this does not mean that medieval thinkers considered the Earth especially important. In fact, they considered the Earth a mere infinitesimal dot, the lowest spot in the universe and the ultimate destination for the universe’s refuse. A person standing on Earth was looking up and up and up into infinitely more beautiful, perfect, higher and more important spheres.

2. The medieval thinker also thought the universe was suffused with sunlight and music (the music of the spheres); the idea of space as cold, dark, and scary came about later.

3. The belief in the influence of the planets on earthly life remained strong, and the Church had to exert a great deal of energy against the idea of astrological determinism.

4. There’s also a chapter about the longaevi, the Good Folk, with a fascinating discussion about the different meanings assigned to these beings - meanings so divergent that Spenser could write The Faerie Queen as a compliment to Queen Elizabeth, while at the same time people were sometimes tried for witchcraft on the charge of traffic with the fairy folk. (As Lewis notes, witchcraft trials were far more a Renaissance than a medieval phenomenon.)

Also, book gives insight into certain aspects of Lewis’s own fiction, in particular that bit in That Hideous Strength where Lewis starts talking about the seven genders and then just sort of wanders off in the middle of gender #4. “How can you tell us there are seven genders and then only give us four?” I demanded. Well, now I think that to Lewis (the medievalist) it was perfectly obvious that the seven genders were male, female, Saturn, Jupiter, Mars, Venus, and Mercury. The other planets weren’t discovered till later and Earth of course doesn’t count on account of being the cesspit of the universe.

And he didn’t spend much time explaining what exactly Jupiter gender was like because, to his steeped-in-medieval-literature mind, this was perfectly obvious. The Jupiter character is “Kingly; but we must think of a King at peace, enthroned, taking his leisure, serene. The Jovial character is cheerful, festive yet temperate, tranquil, magnanimous.” I believe extrapolating this temperament into a gender is Lewis’s innovation, but he could be working off a classical source.

However, sadly, this book does not cast any light on what crimes the star might have committed in order to be banished to an island in The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. However, it seems likely these also have an ancient or medieval source, so perhaps someday I will find out!

Finding the right words

Feb. 19th, 2026 11:44 am
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Searching the internet goes better when you know the right search term.

I ordered a garden tool that I'd seen advertised on Facebook. I was a little worried when I realised, after placing the order, that it seemed to be being dispatched from China. However, I didn't lose hope. The sun hats (also purchased from a Facebook ad and sent from China) did arrive and turned out to be excellent. Anyway, after watching the tracking, I saw that the item had left a town with a suspiciously Chinese name, then there was a little aeroplane symbol for a while and, finally, it arrived in the UK. The day before yesterday it had arrived in Chester and yesterday it turned up. Yay!

However, it needed a handle. You could buy it with a handle, but reading the comments under the advert, the handle the company provides is only a couple of feet long (60 cm) which would mean crouching or kneeling to use it and my back, knees and hips wouldn't stand that. No problem, I thought, I can buy a handle separately.

First I thought I could use the handle off a heavy stiff-bristled yard brush that I don't really use any more, but it proved impossible to remove. So plan B was to buy a new handle. But searching for broom handles didn't bring up any that were thick enough. After going round in circles for ages, I saw the words "shovel handle" and had a lightbulb moment. A quick Google on the new search term immediately brought up what I needed, and reading the reviews, it looks as though it's what other people who have bought the same tool have been buying. It will arrive on Monday and then, as soon as the weather improves, I can start removing moss and weeds from the paths.

Measles and More

Feb. 19th, 2026 07:13 am
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In her normal days Mum was a thorough hypochondriac on behalf of the entire family. As a child she contacted diptheria,and was only saved by the serum produced from injecting horses with diphtheria toxins to stimulate the production of antibodies in their blood. This was in 1930s/40s Spain, after the Civil War. Even in all that carnage folk knew how to drive away the terrible 'strangling angel of chidren'*. Mum learned her lesson well into adulthood. We were basically NHS pincushions.

Now of course she has forgotten all that. As have others, apparently, cue a sudden burst of measles in London. Measles! That old nursery bogey! Measles was sorted many years ago, yet somehow here we are again. People don't trust institutional authorities any more, some fear what they perceive as the medical/pharmaceutical industry's pursuit of profit, some never got told and some just plain forgot about getting their kids vaccinated around/after Covid. So much, too much. Still, it isn't an epidemic and hopefully won't become one. Fingers crossed for the old town.

And in that same old town, Bro is discovered to have elevated PSA levels. Docs found nothing to worry about but suggest a biopsy. He ain't doing it, despite my powers of persuasion (aka eye-rolling and saying 'for Christ's sake, just get on with it.') He's so avoidant! But he has promised me solemnly that he will monitor the situation, and I try not to bark and harry, given my own history of telling doctors to sod off. I didn't exactly race towards my own biopsy.

Meanwhile. Valentine's Day was fun. We went to Howling Wolf in Glasgow, listened to a great live band of old geezers playing amazing blues. There is something else planned for tomorrow night, but R won't tell me what it is, only that it requires frockage. So I bought a few separates. One thing about Scotland, at least for me, is that pretty clothes go by the by. I'm a bit of a jeaniac anyway, wearing t shirts in Summer, jumpers in Winter. He's been begging me to buy new clothes as stuff gets threadbare, but I don't enjoy shopping. I like clothes that keep me warm and don't make me itch, a taller order than it sounds.

And I have stuff to do today but just can't get down to it yet. Wake up Boot!

*They actually called it that.

Starting Seeds

Feb. 18th, 2026 08:49 am
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I am NOT an expert in seed starting, but I have learned some stuff over the last 5 years.  
Cut, under which I go on, and on. Pics )

wednesday

Feb. 18th, 2026 02:24 pm
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A picture of Skye last evening. From this angle you can't see how grotesquely she is swollen in the middle because of the mass on her liver. She looks like herself here - pretty kitty - not the skeleton she's become. The closet bed where she spends most her time is to the left. She's doing pretty well with the new way of feeding I'm doing now. I had been mixing water into her pate food thinking that more fluids would be good. But now I'm thinking that having all that fluid sloshing around in her stomach made her throw up more. She has basically quit throwing up now (I hope I didn't jinx it). Throwing up was one of the things that the vet tech warned me was an end-stage sign of suffering and that made me very concerned. Now I'm feeding her teaspoonfuls of pate at multiple feedings during the day and that seems to work. She still is constipated but she was constipated when I was giving her water in her food so I'm guessing that wasn't the reason she was constipated - it's because of the mass pressing on her intestines. I would say that the thing she is "suffering" from the most is constipation. She cries out when she's trying to go. But as long as she's loving eating, and she's peeing everyday then I'm thinking she's still doing okay.

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A little blue lobster for Sebastian.

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This is the piece of fancy paper that is next up in my everything book. I plan to use it as a substrate for today's art a day. But it seems wonderful just as it is. I feel like I'd hate to ruin it by redirecting attention/drawing over the wonderful texture that's there already. I'm having serious blank canvas syndrome. Could I possibly put today's date and nothing else on it?

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A small section photo-processed for contrast. 

Learning how to use a FlossGrip

Feb. 18th, 2026 11:49 am
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I posted a while ago about acquiring a FlossGrip floss holder, but it was awkward to use. Since then I've figured out a few things, so I thought I would share.

  • I use slippery floss because my teeth are closely spaced, so I need to wrap around the posts 5 times rather than 3. It is also easier if there's a tail on each side, so I use about 9 inches of floss (the length of the FlossGrip plus a couple inches) each time. This is about half of what I used with just my fingers.
  • It's easier to wrap the floss with dry hands, before I brush my teeth.
  • The FlossGrip is embossed on one side with "FlossGrip", which makes it easier to keep track of which post I wrapped first, for unwrapping.
  • The little slots that lock in the floss are compressed by wrapping the floss around the posts, which means there is a just-right tension that lets the floss slide in, and then holds it securely.
  • It helps to angle the FlossGrip to match the actual angle of each gap between my teeth, not what I imagine the angle to be.
  • It also helps to minimize the pressure I use to get down into each gap, so I don't irritate my gums.


So that's it, what a geeky person thinks about while flossing her teeth.

Wednesday Reading Meme

Feb. 18th, 2026 12:42 pm
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Strange Pictures, by Uketsu, translated by Jim Rion. Very scary! Made the mistake of reading it in the evening then felt small and scared and sent SOS texts to friends who soothed me with cat pictures. (There’s nothing particularly graphic in the book, but one of the murder methods just struck me as extra scary.)

As with Uketsu’s other novel Strange Houses, the mystery here didn’t strike me as particularly plausible, but who cares when the atmosphere is so impeccable? Propulsively readable. Zipped through the whole thing in one evening and even though I was scared, I wanted another. Maybe there are more Uketsu translations on deck?

I also read Catherine Coneybeare’s Augustine the African, a biography of St. Augustine which focuses on his position as a provincial from North Africa in the late Roman Empire, and the effect this may have had on his theological thought. I’ve long been interested in the Roman Empire, but most of my nonfiction reading has focused on its earlier days, so it was super interesting to learn more about the crumbling of the empire (even after Alaric sacked Rome, it kept chugging along to an amazing extent), and also look at it all from a provincial angle.

I also enjoyed Coneybeare’s emphasis on Augustine’s social networks, and the way the Christian social networks often cut across lines of class and geography - especially after the sack of Rome, when many wealthy Roman Christians fled to North Africa for safety. And she clearly explained both the Donatist and Arian heresies, which have long puzzled me! I’m still working out the details of the Pelagian heresy (too much works, not enough faith?) but one cannot expect to understand all the heresies all at once.

What I’m Reading Now

William Dean Howells’ My Mark Twain, which starts with a description of Twain bursting into the offices of The Atlantic wearing a sealskin coat with the fur out. This is apparently NOT how you wear a sealskin coat, as later on Howells and Twain went walking through Boston together, Howells suffering and Twain exulting in the stares of all the passersby.

What I Plan to Read Next

We’re coming up on my annual St. Patrick’s Day reading! I’m planning to read Sarah Tolmie’s The Fourth Island (about a magical fourth Island of Aran, I believe) and Eve Bunting’s St. Patrick’s Day in the Morning, illustrated by Jan Brett - one of Brett’s earliest books I believe, so I’ll be curious to compare it with her later illustration style.

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