Wednesday, October 22nd, 2014 07:05 am
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Neither land nor women are territories of conquest
Wednesday, October 22nd, 2014 01:59 pm
I did bad things to my wrist/arm/shoulder with all that scale-mailleing yesterday, so today I have to stay away from temptation and not do craft.

So I'm watching Elementary on DVD.

I liked it. The setup enables Holmes to wander around poking his nose in things, and Watson to come with him. I liked how Holmes is brilliant, easily bored, manipulative and a jerk. I liked how Watson eventually cuts past Holmes' bullshit with observations of her own.
I like it.

Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 05:02 pm
I have such mixed feelings about the narrative that the writers are pushing for Katrina.

Spoilers for Sleepy Hollow 2.05 )
Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 10:37 am
The Larch cardigan has a new-to-me design feature that gave me unimpressed face at first: cast on the bottom edge, make twisted ribbing for a few rows (ktbl ptbl ktbl ptbl), then bind off every stitch and pick it up again without breaking yarn. Who the hell binds off 200+ stitches, then picks them up?

I did it dutifully. By a few rows past the pickup point, it's clear that the bindoff "row" adds a great deal of stability while remaining flexible. Convincing. I may do it on every bottom hem henceforth, since my ribbing tends to stretch out---though I'm also trying out "combination" knitting by wrapping purl stitches in the opposite direction, then untwisting them on the next row . . . although I "throw" yarn using my right arm. It's no slower than western-style purl, anyway, and throwing is far faster than picking with my crap joints. Yes, things are kept lively around here.

Things I no longer let myself buy manufacturer-made: cold-weather hats, mittens/handwarmers, my cardigans. My socks, "statement" scarves (i.e. how I dress up my comfortably boring clothes for office suitability), and pullovers (rarely worn anyway) may be added to the list at some point. Some things are easier to buy off a rack, especially for a person inept at sewing who lives near a big city and has an office job, but some things I really have become better at making in forms that suit me and sometimes Reason (darkforge has declared himself replete with handwarmers and hats).

Wow, these posts are full of midlife aaaaaangst. Chalk it up to the imminence of what is in the US often a milestone birthday? Since I don't care about the number, I'm not convinced, but something has been rolling over at least subconsciously.

Fiber Tuesday, first in a perhaps only occasional series:
list of projects )

I type on the same desk at which I knit and crochet; a desktop CPU + monitor, a document holder, and a pass-through document scanner sit atop it, too, though it's not large. Little project bags, a non-yarn-specific bowl bought from Elisabeth Carnell's Etsy shop, and the unused chair beneath the standing desk are a great help for keeping different projects from entangling each other (and, till she promised recently never to do it again, for keeping Reason from grabbing and snapping yarn: she has upheld her promise, since she's old enough now to understand when I say that for each grab/harm moment of glee, I tack on one month of not working on things for her). Every two months or so, I upend the keyboard over the kitchen sink and whack it to get the dust and lint out. :P
Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 08:08 am
Title: Haunted By The Universe
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto/Jack, Owen, Gwen and Tosh.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,281
Summary: AU. A pocket watch falls through the rift.
AN: written for the fan_flashworks prompt: haunted.

Torchwood )
Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 06:28 am
I woke up this morning in the same frame of mind that I went to bed with. The outline was a waste of time better spent cleaning. Even accepting that I could write a non-horrible novel, I can't write to the popular taste. I should stick to crochet: at least then I'm making something useful.
Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 09:50 pm
I did it!

After much experimentation, I found a method of combining scales and loom-knitting that I was actually satisfied with. This method will likely work with needle-knitting and crochet as well. Unfortunately, it is rather time-consuming.

The secret is: knit the item first, then add the scales by doing scale-maille, with two important differences:
1. The instructions given by TRL link the scales together from the back, going from the top to the bottom. This method links the scales together from the front, going from the bottom to the top.
2. As well as linking the scales to each other with the rings, link them to the knitting, by putting rings through the stitches at the same time as one is putting them through the scales.

The tricky bit is that the gauge of the stitches is likely not to match the spacing of the scales, so you will have to figure out some sort of compromise while still trying to keep the attachments at regular intervals. Fortunately, it isn't necessary to attach every ring to a stitch; every second ring will still work, so long as you pull up the scales so they're stretched out. This works with both large and small scales.

Some would ask "If you're going to do traditional scale-maille anyway, why bother with the knitting?"
The answer to that is that the knitting provides protection for bare skin, is more comfortable to wear, and fits better because of its elasticity.
Another reason is that it is actually more stable to work with than straight scale-maille, since the scales are resting on the knitting instead of flipping over while you're working on the maille.

So, I made myself a long fingerless glove (bracer)!
cut for PICTURE )
I did it!
Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 08:05 am
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Okay but can I have a really lengthy, in-depth meta about Captain America and his USO girls?

Like how at first these girls are split down the middle on opinions of him… at the start, half are probably thinking this is just a job, just a gig, they’re lucky to find something this cushy during a damn war but god they’re going to have to put up with so much crap from this guy and he’ll probably be a cocky, high-maintenance diva at best or a sexist, womanizing diva at worst. And the other half is probably swooning and hoping they’ll get the chance to hop into bed with that gorgeous Greek god of a man. But the ones who flirt with him soon find he’s a stammering mess of ‘how do converse with dames?’ and soon after give up on trying to worm their way into his bunk because the guy is like a pillar of morality, won’t be budged, won’t compromise.

The girls take bets on whether he’s taken or gay, or both, to the point that it actually becomes a pool between these ladies and the stakes are pretty damn high. They could probably buy some nice war-bonds with that kind of money (snerk). So now some of the girls are probably a little bitter that they can’t be with Steve, but then one night after a show maybe some GI’s get too handsy, or maybe the Senator’s assistant tries to use his position to force one of the dancers into doing something they don’t want, or maybe some fellas got a little too drunk after the show and try their luck. But Steve’s there like some kind of avenging angel, tells the guys to back off, show some respect, no means no. When one sleazeball puts his hand up one of those red-and-white skirts without permission, he clocks the guy so hard he loses three teeth.

After that, the girls collectively just adore him. He’s usually pensive and keeps to himself, reading alone in his room instead of partying and picking up dames, even though they all know he could. He doesn’t drink (even before he knew the serum meant he couldn’t get drunk), but he does offer to escort the ladies back to their rooms after he sees first hand what they deal with on a daily basis. In return, when they see Steve being accosted by a particularly determined gal trying to get into his pants, and he really is just too much of a gentleman to give firm no and walk the hell away, they flutter around him all doting and smiles and accost him back to the hotel. He gives them that little sheepish grin and all his gratitude, and yeah, they have to admit they were completely wrong about him.

Steve Rogers in the modern day being completely supportive of all performers, being a very vocal feminist, and maybe even taking a shine to Stark’s Ironettes. Just not quite in the way Tony does (and maybe he tells Tony to be a little more respectful of his dancers… after all, they’re just trying to make a living).

#OH MAN#WHY HAVE THE IRONETTES NEVER BEEN STEVE’S POSSE IN A FIC#THEY WOULD TOTES BE HIS POSSE#CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE#because those are some women who are used to the absolute worst behavior from the males around them#they knew tony before his come to jesus moment for crissake#i bet pepper and rhodey have both had slap around some restraining orders for douchebags rich assholes at tony’s parties#and then steve comes along#and he’s sheepish but also all MA’AM IS HE BOTHERING YOU#and then on top of that he can do this one girl’s makeup when she sprains her wrist#and knows how to take care of one of those waffle-shaped burns you get when you slide infishnets the wrong way#and then a hop skip and a jump later and there are hot ladies helping steve paint his bathroom#and playing charades on a saturday night (via ifeelbetterer)
Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 07:05 am
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Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 05:33 pm
Finally caught up!
Oh, this was a good one.
spoilers will be flattened )
Monday, October 20th, 2014 10:39 pm
I woke up this morning and decided I was going to finish the outline of my novel, even if it meant I got nothing else done today. That's pretty much what happened: I got the dishes washed, took out the trash, and cooked for for the next few days, but none of the laundry got done or anything else on my list. But the outline is done.

I guess having an outline is a good thing, because now I can start writing. Maybe. I have discovered that I am the kind of writer who needs readers, and I'm not convinced I'll have any beyond my alpha and beta readers. I had readers for L5R because I had a captive audience. I've shown my non-L5R story, the one I'm shopping around, to seven friends, and of them two of them really liked it, one of them kind of liked it (I think?), one didn't like it (but admitted it wasn't his preferred genre), and three never told me what they thought of it, from which I deduce that they didn't like it at all and are taking the diplomatic way out. These are not great odds.

If I had spent the day cleaning I would have had something to show for my efforts: a cleaner home. This is widely considered praiseworthy behavior. I would rather write than clean, but if there is one thing my life has taught me, it's that my opinions and desires don't matter.

I am tired, and that doesn't make sense. I sat at my desk all day, and finishing the outline wasn't like trying to compose War and Peace. I need to get to bed regardless, because tomorrow is a work day and then I need to come home and get some of the cleaning done. At some point I'll have to talk myself into starting writing, but that pint is not now.
Tuesday, October 21st, 2014 02:01 pm
Because I felt like it.

* Chop up one apple.
* 6 tablespoons of brown sugar (because brown sugar is yummy)
* 1 teaspoon of Mixed Spice (because I don't know what spices are in it)
* 2 teaspoons of Cinnamon (because cinnamon is my favourite spice)

Put in microwave-safe dish and nuke on high for 3 1/2 minutes.

Spoon/Pour over vanilla ice cream.

Eat. Yum.