A Georgian Mystery: Part One

Feb. 8th, 2026 05:17 pm
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On my birthday a couple of weeks ago - which I celebrated with friends and a buffet lunch of haggis, salmon, karaage and Waldorf salad (the company was harmonious but eclectic) - my cousin (3rd once removed) Michael arrived with more family documents. Since then I've been reading as time has allowed. It's such a rich store! All the generations from Weedens I-III are well represented, by letters and other kinds of material. (I single out 12-year-old Weeden III's detailed journal of a holiday taken in Margate in 1818 as a document of particular charm.) Some mysteries have been unravelled, others ravelled all the more. It will probably take me years to do it justice, but along the way I'll add some highlights here that I think may be of wider interest.

In the next couple of entries I'll be looking at the children of the first Weeden Butler (1742-1823). Of the four that grew to adulthood, we've already met two: Weeden II (1772-1831), whose children's letters occupied the last few family entries and who took over the Chelsea school in 1814 on his father's retirement; and his high-achieving brother George (1774-1853), who was Senior Wrangler at Cambridge, Headmaster of Harrow, Dean of Peterborough, and became the patriarch of a whole dynasty of academics, lawyers and politicians culminating in Rab Butler.

They had a younger brother, John, who lived less than 18 months, and then two more siblings: Charles (1777-1814) and Harriot (1779-1846). It's about these youngest two that I want to write, for each, in their own way, holds a mystery. In Charles's case the mystery is public, and surrounds the circumstances of his death, when the East Indiaman "William Pitt" (of which he was master) was lost with all hands off the coast of Algoa Bay in the Eastern Cape. I've long known of this tragedy as a bald fact, but now I have the letters and speculations that surrounded the event. There's a lot, and it will take some time to get it into a state that can be usefully summarised. But I promise I'll get there, and that it will be worth it.

For now, let's turn to Harriot, whose mystery is more private. I have no letters from her, nor picture neither, just references to her by a series of other authors - references that leave enough gaps to allow for multiple interpretations. Perhaps it's best to lay out the evidence first - which may be supplemented as I work through the many letters, etc., now in my possession.

Some early references to Harriot come from the letters of Pierce Butler (no relation) the American senator and Founding Father, whose son Thomas was attending Weeden I's school at the time. In August 1787, he takes a few minutes away from attending the Constitutional Convention to praise the eight-year-old Harriot's progress in writing: "The rapid progress she has made is amazing, and must give great delight to her good parents." Another letter, sent when Harriot is 14, makes reference to a serious illness, without specifying its nature.

So far, so standard. However, in April 1803, the month after their mother's death, Charles records in a letter to his elder brother Weeden II a disturbing incident, witnessed by his bride-to-be Fanny in the Cheyne Walk house:

Today I had the Pleasure of seeing our dearest, only Parent now left on earth, & found him, as well as Harriet & Fanch [?] quite well. Poor dear Henny [Harriot] however on Tuesday went off in a very strong hysterical fit, when coming down stairs & alarm’d my father who was coming with her extremely. You may judge of Fanny’s situation, who told me she felt even more apprehensive for my father, who had become as white as a sheet, knowing that Harriet would shortly come too [sic], but fearful lest the shock might have overcome him! When at Chelsea I did not hear a word of this from my Father & did not wish to recal [sic] the memory of it to him. They talk of Henny’s going away for a short Time, till her Spirits get stronger & I think, if she could get to Mrs Yea’s [?] in Clifton, the Jaunt & Residence there would be a delightful thing for her. Our dear Father, was apparently perfectly composed and cheerful, but had, perceptibly, suffered much. He could not sleep after the surprise. Miss S. Giberne had been out in the morning in Chelsea & I conjecture the similarity of situation, tho’ at a distant Period, had worked upon Harriet’s mind, naturally very susceptible & now with too just a cause rendered almost helpless. She however was quite compose’d yesterday & had had Miss Slater with her all the morning. I was extremely hurt at the account, as the last letter I had receiv’d mention’d that every thing was going on so very well.


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(Clifton, then near rather than part of, Bristol, was at this time a spa town, a rival to the longer-established Hotwells at the bottom of the hill.)

Harriot was sufficiently recovered to be a witness at Charles's wedding the following year, in any case. The next glimpse of her is on 10 January 1822, also in a letter to Weeden II. This time the writer is his other brother, George, who has just seen her in Clifton. The immediate context is their father's will. The elder Weeden is to turn 80 later that year, and has been drafting some changes to his will. What concerns us here is the plan for Harriot's inheritance, which Weeden has decided to put into the hands of trustees - a plan George heartily approves of.

To Harriet £500, “in the hands of Trustees;” this trust seems to be very essential in her case. For I regret to say, that her conduct at Clifton has of late been more extravagant than heretofore: she has now quitted Mrs Scriven, & is under the same roof with my father, waiting there until some satisfactory arrangement can be made for her separate maintenance.


Harriot also pops up in the letters between Weeden II's children, if somewhat tantalisingly. On 23rd February 1824, by which time the elder Weeden was six months dead and Harriot had presumably come into her trustee-managed inheritance, sixteen-year-old Anne writes to Weeden III:

One thing, which I think you will be surprised to hear, is that Aunt Harriet is coming to stay a few days with us at Chelsea soon. I am not quite sure of this yet, and therefore do not mention that I have told you, as I may be thought medling [sic]. If I hear any more about it I will tell you in my next letter.


When I first read this, I wondered why an aunt coming to stay should be surprising news or require such diplomacy.

Finally, Annie Robina Butler, the daughter of Anne and Weeden's brother Tom, wrote in her 1907 biography of her father that when he was living in Cheyne Walk in the 1840s and having to provide for a growing family on a small salary, one of his responsibilities was the care of an "invalid aunt." This was of course Harriot, who spent the last few years of her life in the house where she was born, dying there in 1846.

Annie Robina would have been just five at the time of Harriot's death, so although she lived in the same house for several years her memory of her aunt, and of the nature of her invalidism, would probably have been a little hazy - nor would she necessarily have wished to share it with her child readers. Was it physical? Mental? Both?

Harriot passes elusively through these various pieces of evidence. The reading of least resistance is that she suffered from what her contemporary Jane Austen might have seen as an excess of sensibility, leading to a degree of mental instability. That seems strongly implied by Charles's letter in particular, and confirmed in George's - although the latter is ambiguous as to the form of Harriet's "extravagance": is he referring to her use of money, as the financial context might suggest, or also to her behaviour? She doesn't appear to have been confined to anything as hardcore as an asylum, but I wonder what the Clifton regimes of Mrs Yea or Mrs Scriven were like - were they normal lodging houses or something more like sanatoria?

Again, was Harriot's condition (whatever it was) with her from the beginning, or was it triggered - or at least worsened - by some kind of traumatic event? Charles's suggestion that "the similarity of situation, tho’ at a distant Period, had worked upon Harriet’s mind", suggests something of the kind. At first I thought that it must be a reference to their mother's death. Perhaps "Miss S. Giberne" (probably Sally Sophia Giberne, an older cousin born in 1764) reminded Harriet of their mother, who had been a Giberne herself? But their mother's death had occured just a few weeks earlier, not at a "distant Period".

Armchair diagnosis is a mug's game, but it's also the only game in town, apart from minding one's own business - which is of course unthinkable.

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Feb. 8th, 2026 02:58 pm
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The glorious Wordsmiths At Gorsemere continue to bring me joy. Today's episode was possibly the most sublime. One Mr Sheats arrived, and a cricket match ensued, with commentary by, in succession, Sheats, Wordsmith, and Cholerick.

As the episode drew to a close, Dorothy Wordsmith was heard to say, "Oh, dear, Mr Sheats has forgotten his stockings. I shall preserve them in this basil pot." And I was overtaken by relentless giggles.

Seriously. If you think you might enjoy listening to a radio comedy based upon the humble lives of several lakeland poets, let me hasten to assure you that you would, indeed, you would.

And now, I must paint.

Ahhhhhhh, sweet sweet steroids

Feb. 7th, 2026 04:28 pm
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I got a steroid shot in my right knee on Wednesday, and miraculously I can almost walk again.

I'm still spending a lot of time in bed, but I don't have to strategize about bathroom trips. One cane is sufficient.
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mother nature clearly felt bad that i missed two snowstorms while i was in florida because we got snow today. :D it wasn't particularly heavy but it came down all morning and into the afternoon and blew around a lot. i went into harvard square to get my comics only to discover a sign on the door that said "opening late due to car trouble" so i got back on the bus and came home and sat on my ass and watched olympics. i saw the end of the 3000m women's speedskating which italy won, making it the first speedskating gold for an italian woman. her extremely cute two year old son was of course in the arena. she was also extremely cute bouncing around the floor wearing the italian flag after her win. i also caught some of the us-finland women's qualifying hockey, the end of the men's big air snowboarding (japan won gold and silver), and of course two games of mixed doubles curling. (we beat chechia and lost to great britain. but after that loss we were still 4-1, so.) i may or may not have watched us-chechia at work yesterday morning. ahem. look, it was friday, it was slow, the game started at 8:35a, i had some time.  also one of the curlers used to play at my curling club altho now he trains in minnesota.  we're very proud.

i get a digital subscription to the new york times through work, so i get nyt email newsletters, and the one on monday had some words about the olympics, a lot of them about curling. the writer says the winter games are "more about artistry. They have athletes clad in spandex sliding down ice tubes. They have curling."  he mentions that there's curling on wednesday and snowboarding on thursday before the opening ceremonies.  and then this:

And it will be home to some of the most exciting events of the Games. It has the Sliding Center, which hosts bobsled, luge and skeleton. And it has the Curling Stadium, where, naturally, curling happens.

Why do you keep bringing up curling?
It’s just the best. There is no sport that more quickly converts a person from “this looks silly” to “I am extremely invested.” It helps that the competitors are entirely ordinary-looking — that could be you or me out there, if only we had been better at sweeping in our youth — and that the rules are easy to understand.

It’s like a game you might play on a lawn or in a pub. Competitors try to slide heavy stones (they call them rocks, and they weigh around 40 pounds) closer to the target than the other team’s. There’s shouting and bumping and, of course, the aforementioned sweeping. Here’s a guide.


it's true that curlers look like regular people more than do most olympians.  the us men who won gold in 2018 (and wasn't that a surprise) looked like a bunch of suburban dads who ambled down to their local club to throw rocks on weekends.  i'm a little surprised the nyt writer didn't mention team norway's funkypants but maybe it's because the news about norway was all about how they were busted for trying to basically embiggen the crotches of the ski jumpers' suits to try and catch a little more air.

on tuesday i met one of the admins m for dinner so she could tell me why she briefly ended up dating two steves at the same time (she's absolutely a chaos magnet but didn't want to share this particular episode of her love life at work but i wanted to know and she clearly wanted to share). also on tuesday one of my pi's locked himself out of his office. heh. fortunately i have a key.

and then thursday i took a nice long walk at work with another admin m and one of the admins a because it was SO NICE outside (sunny and not super cold!) and we wanted to check out the dunkin donuts popup on campus.  my guess is they were there in advance of the super bowl and whatever tv ad they're going to premiere - it was a very 90s themed popup with 90s style swag but sadly no actual doughnuts.  that admin m is going to hawaii in i think july and i am SO JEALOUS.  i sent her a bunch of suggestions including "eat the poi bread.  it's purple".  she's a vegetarian tho so i can't in good conscience recommend the spam musubi.

on saturday (so, a week ago) my sister came back from florida - she stayed an extra week to work remote - and i picked her up at the airport, took her home, helped her shovel off her car, went to the grocery store with her, ordered chinese food, and watched red notice which was kind of fun and kind of silly and i think for the first time i found ryan reynolds exceptionally annoying.  usually i enjoy his schtick, or at least i do for most of the movie, but this time he was just grating the entire time.  mostly liked the rock tho, and gal gadot was fun.

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Feb. 7th, 2026 02:35 pm
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Bodhi and Kayleigh have just been for a visit. Kayleigh went upstairs to do some resin work while I played with Bodhi downstairs. We were watching Pango on the computer and the fox character did something silly. So I said he was a silly fox. At which point I was soundly told off for using unkind words. So yet again, consider me told.

A few days ago [personal profile] dine posted about the festivids being live so I went to check them out and found an excellent MCR video. I enjoyed it lots, and also enjoyed seeing the names in comments of many old bandom fans. It's nice to know they're still out there, even if they don't come here now.

There is also a great The Pitt one here. Just, be aware of the content notes, but you know, it's The Pitt, such a brilliant show, but it'll rip out your heart and stomp on it.

And a more up-beat The Pitt one here. But again, The Pitt so up-beat along with scenes of medical stuff, blood etc.

To end on three separate things, The Craft Shop posted photos of James' restocked shelves here on Insta if anyone would like to see.

Last night, I dreamed

Feb. 6th, 2026 07:05 pm
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I was in labor. And not only dreading the progression, but also kicking myself because we gave away our baby-bucket/stroller combo years ago, along with all of our other baby stuff. For perspective, our youngest child is 26. :O

The springlike weather continues here in Sacramento, with highs near 70o all this week. I've had some great bike rides, and the one on Monday even included a half-mile stretch of the bike path that smelled like pot stickers and their dipping oil. Mmmmm!

TV-wise, I started a one-season show last night called Chasing Shadows (with Alex Kingston and her fabulous hair). I made myself go to bed in the middle of episode 4. It's far more captivating than I anticipated.

Earlier this week, I watched Dance With A Stranger for the Rupert Everett experience. It was one of his early movies, in which he played a petulant cad (boo) while looking absolutely gorgeous. Wow. The sound quality, though-- this was Amazon with ads, and it was like having an industrial fan or airplane going in the background.

Book-wise, I finished the last of the T.L. Huchu YA magician series that centers on a young ghost-talker named Ropa Moyo. I thoroughly enjoyed all of them, even as I sometimes got frustrated with Ropa for making impulsive decisions (the character ages from 14-16 during the series). Huchu's cycle is set in near-future dystopian Edinburgh, and rich with humor and slang. Dosh. Cheddar. Knapf. And those were some of the ones where I didn't Google the terms.

I also read Daniel H. Wilson's Hole In The Sky. Not as good as his Robopocalypse series, but it has his usual great mixture of sci-fi, horror, and soulfulness. It looks like The Clockwork Dynasty is the only remaining e-book I haven't already read, but I'll wait on it. Instead, I put a hold on Joe Hill's King Sorrow.

On tap for this weekend: more yard work, and posting a Craigslist ad for a pair of bookcases we need to get rid of. I want them out of here so I can build their replacements1 And that doesn't even account for the shelves, desk, etc. being stored in the garage. :O

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Feb. 6th, 2026 04:00 pm
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Apparently it's been getting bad reviews, but I'm still enjoying Starfleet Academy. I can't say which character I like the most, as I like them all. Though, Jay-Den is up there if I was forced to pick. I'm also enjoying how they keep referring to previous series, each mention of Voyager makes me beam, because that's still my Trek. Loved this latest ep too cut for spoilers )

It's raining, cold and windy today. It's been cold and rainy and windy for what feels weeks now, and the week ahead forecast is rain, wind, and cold. Joy. I don't mind going out in the rain, but do protest at going out into sleety rain that's lashing against my face due to the wind. Roll on some spring sunshine.

As part of the weight management programme I get an email on a Friday summing up the talks for the previous weeks, a couple of recipes and saying what sessions will be held the upcoming week. I read the email earlier and the sessions for my class are cancelled again next week, which does make me worry that something has gone wrong for Rosie as this would be a month the classes have been cancelled.

I've been trying to organise a wider family meal for Corey's birthday next week, and am getting nowhere. People are either broke or at work or school, so getting everyone together on his actual birthday week is a no-go. At this point, I'll be surprised if I can arrange anything this month at all.

Nearly bath and book time. I'm reading The Inheritance by Ilona Andrews atm and enjoying it. I knew I would, as their writing always hits the spot for me.

Oh, talking of books. When we went to restock some stock at the Craft Shop, the bookshop opposite was open, and all the books are free! You're limited to 6 items a day, and how I walked out with nothing still amazes me. Also great, they take books as donations so I can donate a load of books that I've read already.

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Feb. 5th, 2026 10:41 pm
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Feb. 5th, 2026 11:58 pm
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Lovely rehearsal this evening, with lots of singing, though we did spend a little while working on the new song. When we sang Good Vibrations, we danced!

I didn't go to rehearsal last week because on Wednesday I had to leave my lentil soup and chips rather hurriedly in order to do some highly dramatic vomiting. My ribs hurt all the next day, so I didn't want to sing. Neither my homemade lentil soup nor chips has ever had that effect on me before, and I didn't care for it.

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Yesterday, funeral for one of my chorus members. The chapel was gratifyingly full. I had to stand, not because I was too late for a seat but because a fellow chorus-member was standing next to me and I knew she has back problems. Managed to sing two of the hymns more or less convincingly, but the third I did not know at all. It has been a very long time since I was in church for anything other than tourism or a funeral.

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I have been listening to The Wordsmiths of Gorsemere, the fabulous BBC Radio 4 production featuring Simon Callow as Colerick (or possibly Cholerick) and Miriam Margolees as Stinking Iris. It is very funny indeed. Dorothy Wordsmith is so devoted to William, and his fiancée/wife Mary never gets to finish a phrase. Several literary associates have dropped in to Vole Cottage with varying degrees of success, but Quinine is currently resident there.

It's old but I have been wanting to listen to it for years, and Beast got it for me for Christmas.

got some compliments on my tan, too

Feb. 4th, 2026 11:40 pm
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good evening, my flist! if you're in a part of the us that got smacked with winter this past weekend i hope you came through it intact, and if you're in a part of the us that got smacked even harder the weekend before i hope you're all dug out by now. i missed TWO - count 'em - TWO snowstorms which honestly is a little disappointing altho the second storm was winter storm fern which buried greater boston in like a foot and a half of snow and wasn't too kind to a lot of the rest of the country either. so maybe i shouldn't complain too loudly.

and i missed two storms because i was in florida! visiting the mothership! and the boyfriend. (she moved in with him over the summer so i didn't exactly have a choice.) the week was MUCH better than last year's trip because the weather was warmer and sunnier and my sister didn't get sick and i got to do everything on my list. we ate at the spanish restaurant and the greek restaurant and i got a pedicure and we went to the james museum of western art (so much cool shit including some really fabulous contemporary native american art) and the mote aquarium (penguins! jellyfish! huge manatees! little sharks! i got to pet a ray!) and my sister and i went to the beach (tan! sand! gulf!) and two farmer's markets (the jam lady wasn't at either one but i did acquire a guava-and-cheese empanada which was yummy) and two art fairs and did i mention it was warm and sunny? and then my flight home was canceled twice because of the aforementioned winter storm fern and instead of getting back on sunday i got home on tuesday. which. whatever. i used my free monday to work on my story for writing group and the u was closed that day anyway. overall it was a good vacation but i was really ready to go home. it didn't even take as long to dig out my car as i was expecting.

the boyfriend really wanted me and my sister to feel comfortable in his house and personally i did - it helped that a lot of mom's stuff was there too - but he turns on the financial news at like seven in the morning, watches for an hour, changes the channel to the news, watches that, goes into the bedroom for a while and leaves the tv on, and he and mom listen to it LOUD. and i don't love being woken up at 7:30a on my vacation by the financial news on the tv at a frankly stupid volume. once or twice he went into his office and turned on the tv in there so there were competing news shows. >.< but if i asked - and i did - he would turn one of them off, or tell me i could. so he's kind of accommodating but also good lord, dude, turn the volume down. mom and my sister and i usually find something on tv to watch - one year it was yellowstone, one year it was a mexican series called who killed sara - but the boyfriend has pretty different tastes from us but we did catch some movies - jay kelly (liked it), the woman in cabin 10 (could've been better), and the rip (liked it and not just because i really enjoy ben affleck and matt damon in movies together).

and now i'm home where it's cold. phil predicted six more weeks of winter (maybe we'll get a little more snow?) but the best part of groundhog day was the various weather services getting kind of salty about a rodent acting like a meteorologist.

immigration enforecement in the us is a shitshow but you can also get crafty with your resistance. or get resistance-y with your crafts, i guess.

watch pandas playing in the snow.

yesterday was the westminster dog show (so many good boys and girls!). here's the highlights. also some photos. and are you curious why some dogs are named what they are? you are, admit it. :D

Things

Feb. 5th, 2026 02:01 pm
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Books
Finished reading Victoria Goddard's Plum Duff. I am extremely baffled by the theological worldbuilding choices she's making. What is she doing? Is it on purpose? Where's she going with this? Does she realise the implications of what she's doing? i.e. that this is a fantasy-Anglican religion which somehow managed to replace original sin with something worse?

Read Victoria Goddard's Stone Speaks To Stone, a rollicking boy's own adventure from Jemis' father's soldier days. I get that it was necessary to show the mindset of an imperial subject who "well believed in its civilising mission". I do understand that it was necessary. I just. Ugh. I'm still waiting for the ironic twist to that refrain "he was a loyal son of the Empire." One day Jack's going to learn better, right? Or else Jemis, who fancies himself a revolutionary, will have to contend with his beloved father's role in imperial expansionist wars.

Reading Ursula Whitcher's North Continent Ribbon, long after everyone else. It's time. (I still have some leftover guilt and anxiety about the roleplaying game during which [personal profile] ursula conceived this setting, and it's been getting in my way.)

Tech
*whimpering*

Garden
More tomatoes!
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This was a really solid page-turner.  I think marketing did this book a little dirty—the cover art gave me romantasy vibes, and the marketing copy called it "dark epic fantasy," but I don't think it's quite either of those things?  It's a full-speed-ahead court intrigue throwdown that happens to be in a fantasy setting.  A very cool fantasy setting, to be clear, and I could imagine some fun building-out-of-the-world if there's ever any more books in this universe, but as-is, most of the action here is about secrets and close spaces rather than magic or battles or romance.

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I saw this summary of Bel-Ami somewhere...

The story chronicles journalist Georges Duroy's corrupt rise to power from a poor former cavalry NCO in France's African colonies, to one of the most successful men in Paris, most of which he achieves by manipulating a series of powerful, intelligent, and wealthy women.

...and was like "oh my God this is SO my shit I must read it IMMEDIATELY." (And then was pleased to discover I apparently already downloaded it a few months ago, so, uh, apparently past-me had the same thought and just got distracted haha.) Anyone who knows my taste knows that "messy drama," "scoundrels being scoundrels," "terrible dinner parties," "dudes seducing and/or being seduced by cougars," and so on, are all on the shortlist of Things That Are Instantly Interesting To Me, and BOY HOWDY does Bel-Ami deliver on all those fronts.

What I wasn't expecting was—

moderate spoilers for the ending, if you care )

Anyway, this was a rollicking good ride; fun as all hell; if it seems like the kind of thing you might like, you will in fact like it, give it a shot. I kept shouting "oh NO" while reading, was occasionally hollering at Duroy to KEEP GOING or NO STOP; it was a rush.

I only knew of Maupassant via his short stories (aside: is it more correct to refer to him as "Maupassant" or "de Maupassant"? no idea how the French name thing works here)—I read "The Necklace" out of one of my mom's textbooks when I was a kid, alongside a couple others I don't remember as well—but I'm surprised I'd never heard of him for his longer stuff! It moved along at such a gallop and was so entertaining throughout. I dunno if you'd want to teach it in high school, exactly (see: aforementioned blackpilledness; I'm not sure if Maupassant is trying to say anything Super Deep here or if he's simply just giving an Incisive, Biting Look at society, which doesn't make the best class material I suppose), but I enjoyed the ride so much. Like a classier and cleverer high-concept The OC, or something. It's possible that tinge of blackpilledness might've been wearying at a longer length, but as-is, I was captivated throughout.

Other scattered stuff I remember enjoying:

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I managed to miss the explosion of "romantasy" as a genre so entirely that, when I went to a writer's workshop a year and a half ago, and a fellow workshopper read one of my stories and was like "yo, you could totally make this into a romantasy and make bank," I was like "oh cool, thanks! what's romantasy, again?" And when another workshopper sidled up to me afterwards and said, hey, this is good but it is absolutely not romantasy, do NOT take that other person's advice," I was like "oh cool, thanks! uh, what's romantasy, exactly?"

I then proceeded to spend all my time post-workshop frittering around writing a bunch of Exactly What I Want To Write without bothering to learn a single damn thing about The State Of Modern Publishing or researching the market at all, so, y'know, thank you kindly fellow students & sorry that your thoughts were so wasted upon me...!

But even so, I managed to vaguely glean a couple factoids and takes about this whole "romantasy" thing. Y'know, the sorts of takes you see on Tumblrs and in Substacks and such—"let women enjoy things" vs "they're pornographic trash" or whatever. Which sure rhymed with some stuff I remember hearing when Twilight was a hit, so when I finally got around to reading Fourth Wing, I was expecting... something like Twilight, right? Something not-really-to-my-tastes but nonetheless satisfying and pulpy? Like, I read the whole series back then, and while I didn't love them and wouldn't have read them if they weren't a popular phenomenon, like... they were in fact a pretty good time! I remember the third book in particular having a very satisfying progression and a cool final battle! I liked the weird Americana backstory stuff with that Jasper guy! The vampire baseball shit was legitimately charming! It was very easy for me to read those books, even as a judgy know-it-all teenager, and see what the appeal was.

I say this to establish some non-snob credentials because I worry I come off like a dragon here sometimes. "I can enjoy fun and normal and kinda trashy things," I say, persuasively and convincingly.

But like... Fourth Wing... really...?

Even in the depths of my virus-induced delirium, I found myself cringing at so much of the language—every instance of "for the win" was like nails on the chalkboard of my soul; so much of the language was just stupid or self-contradictory on a line-by-line level. And by God it repeats itself, often, as though it's worried you're... only barely skimming the text? only half-paying attention? so you need basic stuff repeated to you over and over? but it managed to do this so much it annoyed me even in the depths of my virus-induced delirium! Ahhh!!! (I commented on Tumblr that part of this might just be a "house style" thing? I guess?? if so I hate it???)

And there's so many logical/plausibility inconsistencies—each minor in their own right, each which might be easy to overlook on their own—but they pile up so much I was just left wondering what the stakes were or what basic facts were or who or what I was supposed to care about, so often, that I was just confused and annoyed most of the time.

Like:

This section is literally me just scrolling through my Kindle notes and rambling on everything I marked with a "???". It gets so long oh my God. )

the rest of my thoughts )

...in conclusion I do not think I am the right person to aim to try and write anything in the category of "romantasy" anytime soon.

wednesday reads and things

Feb. 4th, 2026 05:06 pm
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What I've recently finished reading:

The Fox Wife by Yangsze Choo, which was enjoyable, although I really dislike the structure of having one POV in first person past and the other POV in third person present, it just feels weird to me. Basically a whodunnit with fox spirits. I liked the old lady the best!

The Hyena and the Hawk by Adrian Tchaikovsky - the conclusion of the Echoes of the Fall trilogy, and really not so much about the hyena and the hawk, but it does make for a nice alliteration. This was a great ending for the series, really fascinating worldbuilding, and as usual (for Tchaikovsky) it plays with the concepts of Us and The Other, and how to bridge the gap of understanding in order to appreciate The Other as Persons. Speaking of which,

What I'm reading now:

Shroud by Adrian Tchaikovsky, which so far (20% in) is very much like Alien Clay except also very much not like it.

What I'm watching now:

We're about halfway through Pluribus. It's very slick and clever, a bit slow, I'm not sure if I like it, but I will watch the whole season, anyway. I am particularly charmed by all the random extras looking very much like regular everyday people. Also, Albuquerque! That's not too far out of my backyard...

What I'm playing now:

Still Ghost of Tsushima. I've rescued my uncle and am on to the second part of the story!

books read; fics written

Feb. 3rd, 2026 01:01 am
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i have been so miserably sick for nearly two weeks now. woe is me!

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during that time, in varying states of lucidity i have finished reading:

* The Poet Empress by Shen Tao (good)
* Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros (terrible)
* Bel-Ami by Guy de Maupassant trans. Douglas Parmée (LMAO???)

if you would like further commentary on any of the above, lmk and i will pontificate accordingly~

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in varying states of lucidity i have also been dashing off fills for the three sentence ficathon. mostly variations-on-the-theme-of-Clair-Obscur-incest because empirically that is What The People Want & i aim to please: un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six.

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HOPE ALL Y'ALL ARE COUGHING A LOT LESS THAN I AM; take care; ta for now~

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Feb. 2nd, 2026 03:52 pm
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Excellent news, one of James' pieces at the craft shop has sold! Admittedly, only £8 made, but his first shop sale :D

Rosie sent a text last night that both classes were cancelled this week. I hope she's okay because this is the third week with cancellations now.



The challenge this week is Make a Top Ten list for your favourite standalone media and tell people exactly why you love it. This can be in any format - movies, one shot dramas, novels, short stories, plays, something else not mentioned here. Whatever you like!

My initial thought was films, because goodness knows I go to see enough of them, but even looking at my letterboxd page wasn't narrowing things down. So then I thought, my YouTube history and the videos I like the most. I took out song vids of TV shows, actual song vids themselves, and was left with a list of videos I love and have played repeatedly.

Now, technically, some don't really fit into the standalone media, hell, a point could be made that most of them don't. But they are moments in time that delight me, and I say that's good enough for a squee challenge.

You can see the actual challenge here

And if anyone didn't expect the rooftop video to be number one, do you even know me?

The rooftop dance -- come on, years later, and it's still my number one played video on YouTube. I love this so much.



the rest behind here )

And that ends the top ten of my most watched standalone Youtube videos. What they say about me, I'll let you decide. Actually, checking the preview, not only does it say I can't answer a challenge correctly, it says I can't count either. But I can't seem to cut one of my list now. So, welcome to my top 11 I guess!