📺 Excuse me, I am watching The Rings of Power and Disa is my new fave, thought you should know. (And that’s a big deal because Galadriel, Nori, and Bronwyn are all great, too.)
📺 Watched The Sandman. It’s so great. I don’t think a better adaptation would be possible. I missed the black speech bubbles but I know those couldn’t really be done in this medium.
Dark academia is too emotionally bleak an aesthetic for me right now, but I enjoy the ability to admire pretty pictures and have a list of new hobbies & media to try, so I’m playing with adventurecore right now.
We took a little walk on the trail behind our house this morning. Here are some pictures of what we saw: misty trees, a red leaf, an acorn cap, a yellow leaf bigger than M’s foot, and an earthworm.
When my brain won't read 📚
I hate when my brain won’t read, which it won’t today. Reading is my core way of interfacing with the world. The tools we use shape our thought processes, and writing and reading have been my primary tools since I was a small child. Reading heals me, distracts me from pain, comforts me when I’m lonely, and gives me new ways of thinking.
I know this inability to turn other people’s words into things that cohere for me will pass. And I can do audiobooks some. But there’s also something about the physicality of reading that I miss when I do that. So it is a great companion to reading text, especially for times it’s not smart to focus on texts like when I’m driving or trying to fall asleep.
Maybe I’ll try reading something middle grade instead of YA or adult and see if that helps.
Currently reading: Fabric by Victoria Finlay 📚
Peace and long life, y’all. Happy Star Trek Day! 🖖🏻
I don’t write a lot of lengthy blog posts lately, partly because there’s a lot going on with my mom’s health that wears me out. But I want to write more, so watch this space!
I can suspend my disbelief enough to believe that entities like Dream, Death, Desire, & Despair exist, ravens can talk, nightmares can walk the earth… but I can NOT believe that people from NJ wear heavy layers while staying on the Space Coast.
John Cameron Mitchell doing Ethel Merman singing “Everything’s Coming Up Roses” is all I have ever wanted. A mid-90s musical theatre nerd’s dream come true. Thank you, The Sandman. 📺