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Just saw a video on YouTube among my recommended videos... something about "Weekend productivity" and being advice for creative people to be productive with journalling (or something along those lines)... over two hours long.
So I look at that, and think, yes, that's definitely going to help my weekend productivity, spending over two hours watching you ramble on about it...
... not a channel I watch, and it was in my recommended at an animated video of 1:52 minutes. The creator of the video mentioned in the comments he spends about a week with these videos. So it somehow felt particularly ironic.

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Mostly I wanted to post this, though.




Mari Boine is a Sami musician from Norway, and I've been occasionally listening to her music for a while. This is going in a rather different direction musically, it seems (although I am not well-versed in her material, really), and it kind of hurts. In a good way, though.
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Otakar Batlička is, part through his own adventurousness and part through mystifications after his death he had no hand in, a figure people love to poke into.
English Wikipedia has a pretty short hard fact summary of his life, and that's probably for the best - the only hard fact I think it's a bit of a pity it leaves out is that he also tried (and I think successfully) introducing the use of radiotelegraphy for communication in (Czech) mines. Hard fact, because I found period newspaper mentions of it.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Otakar_Batli%C4%8Dka
Whatever you think of his life, the indubitable hard fact that everyone respects is that he's a hero of anti-Nazi resistance.
When it comes to his literary legacy, it's a lot muddier, and the mystifications really didn't help.

And yes, of course, this is more of a personal confession, an English blog post won't change anything.

But, having grown up reading and loving his stories, and having now read them as an adult and being possibly even more impressed, it annoys me that the attempts to puncture the myths surrounding his life and finding the truth (admirable though that is in and of itself) have completely overshadowed his actual body of work, which I think is still just sort of lingering in the "children's literature" category that, if ever analysed, is only analysed through those lens.

Personally I think a lot of what he wrote actually isn't children's literature per se. The stories are very short and written in relatively simple language and laid out in a clear economic manner with fairly clear cut moral standards, and yes, some are playing with some typical tropes of the time (probably an inevitable result of frequent regular magazine writing)... which I guess successfully hides the fact that... well... he manages, in some very short concise stories laid out in a clear economic manner to touch upon a lot of BIG, pretty adult themes.

Like colonialism.
Economic colonialism.
Moral grey zones.
The hopes and struggles of European imigrants in the Americas.
The inevitability of death.

And it really, really fascinates me how he manages to distil these themes into short, concise, exciting stories with a clear (though rarely explicitly stated) moral code without somehow in any way taking away from their complexity.

And I bloody want to know how on Earth he does that!

(I think the only true answer is "by being a whole human being". But I would still love someone to actually take an academic stab at it instead of continuing to let the conman who stole his legacy overshadow it.)
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With the previous reflective post out of the way, here's what I originally wanted to write.

The upcoming chapter of We Can't Fall et cetera* is finally, finally beginning to look like it can be finished. Background: I need to introduce Boba into the story at this point. Specifically, I need to break up the string of Kil-centric chapters to focus on some of my other characters, and for Reasons it needs to be Boba. The trouble was, Boba's introductory chapter categorically refused to come to me in anything but very tiny pieces. It threw three characters I had not intended to include at me, and refused to reveal what the encounter with the one I did intend to include was like before the other three got their say.

They finally have, and the other meeting and the environment have finally begun to take shape.

Despite the difficulties, I really, really like the shape the chapter is taking now; I think it is much better for having revealed its form on its own terms instead of being forced into it. And so will the story be. The chapter needs to carry a lot of weight on its shoulders, what with Kil unexpectedly having gotten a lot more space than originally planned, and I think it did find a very good way to do that. I'll still be chiselling away at it so I cannot promise any posting date because Real Life is Real Life. But soonish.

Am really enjoying finding the right words to say things, too, which is a joy I had lost somewhere in the messiness of the past couple of years.

* 2020 Marmota, why did you give the story such a clumsy name? Probably because you did not realise it would grow EVEN MORE and become A THING.

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Also, with more time to reflect on things again, I realised one of my significant stumbling blocks with Narnian fanfiction, both the Choruk'la'kajir universe and (especially) The Peridan Chronicles has been the inability to sandbox my worldbuilding and plots on a map and imagine realistic travel times et cetera. So I googled around, and found this post with a composite map, which I think is an excellent starting point for my own experiments. Pleasant surprise to be told the maps actually are to scale and do more or less match up with travel times mentioned in the books (except for the sea and islands). I had a hard time picturing it, and kept thinking it did not line up, probably because I did not have a clear-to-read map of the whole world at hand.

It's still not quite enough for my needs. I will have to make my own version of the map and place my own inventions on it, like Stormness Fast, to see how exactly they relate to the places we know and where exactly they fit on the map. There are areas where I need more detail than the symbolic features of a fantasy map - especially around Stormness, obviously.

Computers are helpful and open source / community-built free programs are one's best friends for this sort of thing. The author created that map by smushing the existing ones together in GIMP. I think I can easily continue by putting that map in Inkscape, adding a grid, and figuring out the scale of things in specific places, without ever having to go to the trouble of drawing and undoubtedly erasing things by hand. Do something about the questionable location of the islands as mentioned in the post. Probably create a sort of gridded flat blank without the fancy fantasy map details that I can print out and play with further by hand-doodling. I will share it for anyone else's worldbuilding purposes when I do, of course. :-)
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I stumbled upon the Wikipedia list of Czech mountains over 1000 m above sea level (our highest is 1603 m which, whoa, that's about 250 m more than Ben Nevis) and noticed that quite a few of them (still a minority, but a noticeable minority) have names that are basically a description of place.
The most striking one for me is U Kunštátské kaple - "At the Kunštát Chapel". They built a chapel on top of a nameless mountain in the 18th century, for the use of lumber workers, and now the official name of the mountain is that.
There are a couple of even more mundane ones, though. A couple more that consist of a description of place with a preposition. (There's at least one rather funny one.) A couple that have "Rocks" in the name because the most striking thing about the mountain isn't that it's tall but that it has a good rock formation.
I think my favourite are "Cow Mountain" and "Pig Mountain", and "Forest Mountain", which I am fairly sure are all really just straight up descriptors - in the first two cases presumably describing what sort of livestock you were grazing there.
I like it because a good deal of those mountains are taller than the highest mountain of Ireland, for example. Or Snowdon. And it's a good example of what happens when your whole country sits on top of a continent but without having that many truly impressive mountain peaks. It wasn't until accurate measurements and elevation above sea level specifically entered the picture that we noticed a lot of those are slightly more impressive than just some local hill.


(I have Real Life things I don't feel like writing about yet. This was a nice diversion.)
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The phrase "Prill's particular brand of weaponised cuteness" popped into my head when briefly considering Geogu.

(Contrary to what may seem obvious, the similarity between two small, cute, non-speaking, large-eared children of badass Mandalorians is entirely accidental. I found out about hoojibs on Wookieepedia in some sort of random black hole of a hyperlink chain, and Prill happened kind of as a joke and to really drive home the point that Mandalorians can be any species.)

It's likely something Kil says to Boba at some point. I'm still not exactly sure what Prill's particular brand of weaponised cuteness is, but given he's a Mando'ad and a Fett, there's likely far more emphasis on "weaponised" than on "cuteness".

After all, I headcanon the grown up Prill as an absolute menace on slavers and related scum. And that there's a great degree of gleeful trolling involved.
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Planning for a visit by a friend from NZ this summer, I keep looking up things and reviving my knowledge of my own country... which is how I remembered the Prague Metronome and looked it up.

I don't plan to take her there (probably, unless she really wants to, but we're currently leaning towards Vyšehrad as parks above Prague go - likely to be much calmer, plus earlier history).

But I may tell her the story because there's a bit more to the story than most online articles about the Metronome tell you.

What they do tell you is that there used to be a monumental statue of Stalin that got torn down, and the Metronome reminds us of the Communist past. They may even say that the inscription at the Metronome reads "In time, all things pass."

Which, from reading the Czech Wikipedia articles about the two, isn't even half of the truth. And inevitably linking it to the Communist past is doing the place and the country exactly the sort of disservice post-Communist countries still suffer from.

For one thing, the name the artist gave the structure is actually "Time Machine". Everyone calls it the Metronome because it looks like one. Which is extremely typical of the Czech attitude towards modern sculptures.

The story actually starts around 1912, when there were plans to build a memorial to the founders of Sokol (the sport organisation) in that place. (Well, actually I guess the story may start even earlier, with understanding why there is that big empty space on Letná to begin with, but I haven't gotten around to reading about that yet.)

Then before WW2, there were plans to build a statue of Masaryk there. Two of the people who worked on the Stalin statue actually were attached to that. Which definitely gives a bit more... nuance to the Stalin statue. On some level, it obviously was a big middle finger to the First Republic. Replacing one personal cult with another one...

(There absolutely was a personal cult around Masaryk, but unlike Stalin, I think Masaryk wasn't complicit, or definitely not to the same degree. It just happened because so many people admired him and had no better ideas how to deal with it. Early days of democracy coupled with the nationalist pride of a small nation that suddenly found itself with a world-famous figurehead.)

But the Stalin monument was such a massive undertaking that it only got finished soon after his death, not long before Khrushchev criticised Stalin's personal cult... which meant it wasn't long for this world: it got demolished in 1962.

And then Prague was left with an empty plinth for nearly thirty years. It's extra ironic (in the non-literal meaning) because a nearly-new football stadium had to be demolished for the Stalin statue. (The team had a new one built elsewhere, and that got replaced by a bigger and better one in 2008.)

And then in 1991 there was a big jubilee fair happening in Prague, commemorating a famous one that had happened in 1891 (and was already a commemorative one in itself, commemorating a much smaller one that had happened in 1791...). And as part of that, they installed the Time Machine on Letná, intended as a temporary structure.

It's now been there for thirty-two years (with occasional breaches for maintenance).

So, yeah, there's more to the story. All things pass in time. The founders of Sokol are no longer the big figures looming over Czech national consciousness that they must have been in 1912. Personal cults are frowned upon (and new ones spring up). Masaryk has rather prevailed over Stalin after all. Football stadiums get upgraded.

And temporary measures sometimes turn out to be permanent, because they turn out to suit the people much better than all the big flashy gestures.

P.S. And, yeah, a Time Machine can be used to travel into the future. That also seems to be an aspect of it the English-language articles hung up on our Communist history overlook. It's less about reminding us of our history and more about reminding us it's over.

It's known for a skate park and a beer garden, things it's much harder to picture anyone enjoying with a different sculpture, no matter who might have ended up towering over the city. I suppose it still is a middle finger to Stalin. I think Tyrš and Fügner would be glad to know their would-be memorial place is used for sport, even if they would not recognise the discipline.
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"Jewellery inspired by nature"
"Blackberry necklace"
Pendant in the shape of a blackberry. In the photo, surrounded by blueberries. Photographer did not get the memo. And they probably did not have blackberries in the supermarket.
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 Facebook shows me a lot of sewing ads. No big complaints from me; but sometimes they're still ridiculous, because that's the way of ads.

Ads for a new-to-me pattern company: "These styles would look so good on you!"
Featured styles so far:
A blouse with no bust darts. I have a sewing D cup.
Trousers with dropped waist. I have a long torso and short legs.


Honestly, it's a bit comforting to know they still don't know everything about me. :D

Meh and yay

Feb. 7th, 2023 11:36 am
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 I've just kind of spontaneously left a Facebook group that used to be a source of joy and inspiration and whimsy because it's been increasingly becoming a source of frustration. It now officially has a "controversy" and, you now, ain't nobody got time for that.
I think that's often the problem when groups with too wide a focus become too big. People start using them to vent, for one.
I began doubting myself over that move pretty much immediately - night shifts this week, I'm not at my best - but, well, night shifts are a fact of my life now and if that group that used to give me a mood boost is ceasing to do so, I really do have better things to do with the free hours of my day than to keep filtering that out.

I think it was also brought into sharp focus because I had been previously browsing vintage knitting patterns online that people have generously shared for free and... THAT is the sort of online experience I want to be a part of (even actively, if I can). And I think that group has become too big for its shoes and for that sort of thing; individual voices are beginning to get lost unless they're loud, and the loudest people now are the disgruntled ones.

And since that's been my experience, that's the end of my venting in this post, and instead I shall excitedly share what I might have once shared in that group: that I started knitting a gauge sample from a cone yarn I got for free at work and I think it's going to be a perfect match for vintage 3-ply yarns from 1930s & 1940s patterns. As per Retro Claude's video youtu.be/pH1aT8ab91w. And I think if I triple some thin yarns from the same work-related yarn haul, I may get similar results.

It's not what I had once planned to write about on this blog, but whatever. Creativity is creativity.


P.S. Also, I now finally have a digital scale which makes planning knitting projects so much easier. The old kitchen scale is hugely imprecise. (It was equally frustrating for baking, but at least there I can do it by the ear to an extent.)
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She's listening to Lord of the Rings in audiobook form.

Her: It fascinates me how elves are these ethereal creatures and Galadriel sees the future and all that, but they give them immensely practical gifts. Elves are bakers and ropemakers and weavers. You know, Tolkien as a Hufflepuff...
Me: Wait, are we sure Tolkien was a Hufflepuff?
Her: Hobbits.
Me: Okay, yes.

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