Friday, January 23rd, 2026 10:30 pm
It was something of an odyssey to get back from a family dinner in Brooklyn tonight. It should've been a little less than an hour; it was closer to two. Someone pulled the brake on the F line, so instead of riding the F to the 2/3, it was the G to the A to the 2 - more stops, more transfers, more waiting, including nearly a half-hour waiting on the F line for something to happen until someone announced it wouldn't be moving anytime soon.

There was a train directly behind the one that'd stopped in the station, meaning that if there was anyone on that train, they couldn't even get out and leave until the stopped train got dealt with. A small relief to at least be able to find another way home.

For most of the way, I told myself my apartment wasn't going anywhere and while it'd be later than I'd like, I'd still get to my own bed well before midnight. I also asked my dad that, for all the delays and all the trouble, where else in the United States could there be this kind of disruption to regular public transit service where there'd be enough existing infrastructure and alternate routes to still get us back before the end of the night?

In other places, I'd have my own ways of getting around. Here, I rely on the trains. It's something of a minor miracle they work as well as they do, and tonight's hard proof of that.
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 07:27 pm
1. Our tv set has been misbehaving. It was refusing to connect to the wifi on which we get streaming channels like Netflix, although our wifi is otherwise working fine. B., who has 95% of the tv set usage in the household, thinks it may be a lemon. Nevertheless I contacted AT&T, our ISP and cable provider (some people will say AT&T doesn't provide tv service, but it does) to fix it. And eventually a technician came by who fixed the problem. (Mostly: another streaming channel we just subscribed to isn't working right.) "What did you do?" I asked. He didn't really know. "Magic hands," he suggested, holding them up, and indeed he even looked rather like Ben Carson.
An earlier interaction on the phone had produced a suggestion that our router (modem) and receiver (the box that attaches to the tv) needed to be replaced. I doubted this would fix the problem, but I said OK and they shipped the boxes. I was immediately stuck when the instructions for the router showed you where to plug in the coaxial cable, but the actual router contained no such plug. So forget that. I asked Mr Magic Hands what to do with them, since we'd received conflicting instructions on whether to return or discard the old ones. He said return them, which meant take them in to a UPS store, which would ship them without charge to me.
So I took them in. They took one of the two boxes but refused to accept the other one, for reasons unclear. I refused to take it back. I said my job was to take them in to a UPS store; shipping was their responsibility. So I just left it there and walked out.
Then I called AT&T and reported this, and they promised not to charge me for failure to return equipment.

2. For a long time, one of my regular lunches has been a can of menudo soup supplemented with albóndigas, Mexican meatballs, which are lighter and tastier than Anglo meatballs. (They contain rice as binder.) I would defrost a handful from a bag of frozen albóndigas that I'd buy at Smart & Final.
But alas, it seems that Smart & Final no longer carries these. I've checked quite a few large Mexican groceries - a species quite common in this area - and none of them carry albóndigas in any form other than canned albóndiga soup, which is not what I want.
So I found a recipe online and made my own. They're not a match for the ones I used to buy, but good enough.
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 09:13 pm
We've passed the third week of January. This includes more of the dropoff days: January 17, January 19, and the third Friday.

It's good for people to make their own plans, with help if wanted or needed. Variations of "How is that working for you?" are used to gauge progress. Here's an example from Brief Action Planning with a flow chart. This concept applies to most problem-solving situations, and it's something that anyone can learn to use.

The above approach is a shorthand version of the engineer problem-solving method. It requires following several steps such as defining a problem, brainstorming solutions, testing a solution, evaluating results, and making changes if necessary.

Read more... )
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 05:19 pm
[community profile] snowflake_challenge would like us to take a moment, for challenge #12, and appreciate the people who make life better for you in your fandoms.

Challenge #12

Make an appreciation post to those who enhance your fandom life. Appreciate them in bullet points, prose, poetry, a moodboard, a song… whatever moves you!


I am not a rock, but neither am I someone who is in a great amount of community. )

Finally, I say this almost every time I talk about it, not because I believe that she'll ever come across it, but if that moonshot ever does happen, I want her to know it with certainty: Caroline, if you're still out there, we love 9th Elsewhere. And while we hope that maybe you'll pick it back up and bring it to a close, what we really want you to know is that the journey that Eiji and Carmen have taken holds a special place in all of us, so thank you for what you've done. I hope that knowing you have people who are fans and who have found this particular journey meaningful helps you with your own life, wherever you may be, and whatever you might be doing right now. I would love the opportunity to discuss umbrella-related poses with you again at some point.
Saturday, January 24th, 2026 12:26 am
I keep on trying to come up with a good way to start a story with a relatable protagonist (ie kinda me)
and it is difficult.

To start with I do not go out much, so the story either starts at the duck pond or it comes to me.
... very little comes to me.
... mail order Adventure isn't the main chance, I feel.

I think I have a Terry Brooks book about it on the shelf below the edge of the bed but crucially once the protag bought the adventure he went to it. Which I personally would not be great at.

A protagonist who has to bring a support worker with them would be keenly relatable to many, but, I do not think support workers typically sign up for Adventure. I mean, there's supposed to be paperwork about making a safe working environment. They want to know before they go in that there are smoke alarms and an ongoing lack of fires. It seems like their number one priority would be to get away from Adventure as swiftly as possible and bring their person with them.

... at that point it is the support worker's Adventure, but that wasn't quite what I had in mind.

... got distracted by https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magic_Kingdom_for_Sale%E2%80%94Sold! which I haven't read in a reeeeeaaally long time. I should reread that.
... also vacuum under the bed.


I keep circling back to the Deck of Many Things because it is a way to have unexpected random Adventure happen. Like, pull the Throne card, and now you have a Castle of your very own. In D&D you probably have to fight something for it, but it's still yours already.
... imagine having to pay the taxes on a castle you can't even clear on your own.
... imagine one of them castles like in Book of Many Things, the sort with ghosts and all that, and it's yours now, and probably not far past the duck pond if it's somewhere you can actually get to.
... a lot of people would be quite put out about that.

Oh, imagine instead one of the existing castles suddenly being magically transferred into your ownership. Tourist trap... becomes a bit too literal if it's suddenly a challenge for adventurers.

There aren't many castles intact enough to make good defensive fortifications. I have looked around several of them. Not as big as you think, tea rooms are nice, not originally designed for accessibility. Rather the reverse. Also, extra flippin slippery in winter. Vivid memories of finding an icy patch in school uniform, do not recommend.

But if you suddenly got one of those via Throne card, you'd have a grade one listed building to look after, a sudden tax situation, a lot of tourists to look after, and not necessarily anywhere resembling a place to sleep. Or possibly somewhere resembling but full of waxworks.

... that is another way to have Adventure come to you. Imagine being one fo the tourists, and their support worker. Imagine how annoyed you'd be if you had to adventure your way out of a haunted castle and then realise you weren't even the main character, because the MC is taking the Throne back in the big stone thing.



In some rpg sule sets there are ways to turn downtime into magic items. In some sets you might not need anthing but time. Thirteen to thirty years of Epic Doing Nothing should make for some impressive magic items.

GURPS rules about religious magic item creation are what I'm thinking of but it has been Long since I looked up a GURPS rule so I can't cite it right now. ... several minutes poking the internet just tell me I have forgotten a lot about GURPS so I can't bet on this brain cell being correct.

ANYway, I'm not sure it's at all helpful to base an adventure on a Reward For Doing Nothing.



In Pathfinder ageing rules there's days you get an improvement to your mental stats - specifcally on tour actual birthday, you lose out on some physical and gain some mental. And in Pathfinder both Sorcerers and Oracles can have magic without any deliberate effort on their part, usually statted off Charisma. But you'd need a 10 in Charisma to even cast cantrips. So, in theory, you could wake up on the birthday you become Middle Ages, or officially Old, and just suddenly be able to do cantrips or orisons when you couldn't before. And it would probably be embarrassing once someone figured out why, because now they know how charisma you are not. But someone who was at a minus modifier on charisma was probably a bit clumsy with people and potentially not doing grand at friends. Might be a bit isolated. So, in a totally not a reward way, you could go from being isolated to having magic. It just wouldn't be the direction of causal in the other idea.

Also, if your prime casting stat is that low, you are not doing grand at Adventure without quite a bit of help.



I suspect I am not doing grand at Adventure. Unless visiting the ducks counts.
... the ducks would probably prefer a lack of pond based Adventure.



The Asking for Help phase is a bit trickier about Adventure when you don't have the social mechanisms implied by the existence of the Pathfinder Society. I mean if Pathfinders are real then you call the Guild and explain you need to found an adventure party, or hire one but that is very spendy. You'd have standardised Charters as suggested by effectively the Adventurer's Guild, and you could probably find a handful of people to agree to help you clear a castle for a split of the treasure.

You could not however get rid of them afterwards or get to be the one who decides who keeps what treasure, on account of all being the same level (enforced by Pathfinder Gulld in the computer version of Pathfinder, as is standardised pricing for hiring). Once you are out umbered by Adventurers they can pretty much do as they will.

It's a puzzler.

Of course if you call one of the real world emergency services about the potentially trap filled castle you are not going to be leading the response. They will treat you rather differently than a Fellow Adventurer. And if you decide you want to be them when you grow up it would have minimum Adventure content.



Even with Story people, if you call the Watchers or Slayers about a problem, this does not usually result in a new best friend Slayer, it is likely to resilt in a Slayer who does their job and tells you to wait outside while they do it.

Trying to work with Torchwood gets you treated like Ianto as best case, and more likely as fanboy from Random Shoes Eugene.

... haunting the usual protagonists is a rather extreme way to be In The Story and on the whole I would prefer not.


Call the Waverider for help and you could get all sorts. They're more likely to treat you as an equal but that might not go so great for you. Also they lie a lot a lot if they think they need to work around you, so your new friends might not be.


... okay it is one in the morning and the plot bunnies have gone down the well trod rabbit hole of And Then They Leave, instead of the useful one of And Then Adventure.



Today my best idea for how to get invited to storm my own castle involves a castle that is only Probably there, and they have to bring me to make the castle decide to Actually exist. It do make it sound like the least fuss version is to make it Not Actually Exist, but the tourist trap aspect would certainly solve that. ... being useful once in there would be a mixed bag though, even with the accompanying Diplomacy boost.


In the Book of Many Things their Throne castle is specified as having statues of Istus. I looked up Istus and she's the spinner of fate? Legends of Tomorrow has an equivalent. Tricky to recognise a shapeshifter goddess. Especially tricky to figure out which one fo the statues, if any, actually is a result of Flesh to Stone.

... I decided the shapeshifter friend needs a fancy freindship bracelet so she's recogniseable.
... that exact reason would be why she wouldn't wear it but worth a try.



Okay, silly oclock in the morning, time to go attempt rest.
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 06:26 pm

NOT traveling this weekend; work meeting moved to next week.

Major relief.

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Friday, January 23rd, 2026 03:05 pm
One yay for today:

Today I needed to walk a labyrinth. I knew where one was, I knew I had some things to let go of once I got to the center.

Basic self care to turn off the map app on my way home and go to the local UU.

I do feel lighter. I haven't taken the time and intention to put things in the lap of the gods and ask for help, in far too long.

Meditate. Move. State your intentions, and ask for help. Then leave them there for the gods to do as they see fit.

In this one thing I can follow a Christian saying, "let go, and let God "

Sometimes I just have to surrender the busy brain, the guilt, grief, and anger, and choose a new path.

Spiral in, spiral out again.
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 05:07 pm
So I got jabbed Wednesday afternoon and the guy warned me the side effects would be bad, like notably worse than a covid jab. He said to expect to feel awful for 48-72 hours. And at 48 hours, I had a fever of 100F, a painful, itchy arm, no energy, and sniffles. (Though the sniffles might be allergies.) All of this is on the information sheet. And the second jab will be in 2-6 months. Happily, it was free at my pharmacy, though it would cost $57 at my clinic. (Weird.)

I'm so tired.

I hope y'all are doing well. Stay safe in the frigid cold. We're due at least a quarter inch of ice tomorrow. :(((
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 04:47 pm
AO3 Link | To Heal With Trust (200 words) by Merfilly
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Birds of Prey, Outsiders
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Roy Harper & Dinah Lance
Characters: Roy Harper, Dinah Lance
Additional Tags: Double Drabble, +Modern Age (1986-Present), Post-Crisis
Summary:

Dinah came to manage his recovery from the gunshots.



To Heal With Trust

"Slow and easy, yes, just like that. I have your head, just let your body float," Dinah said, confident and reassuring all in one.

Roy closed his eyes, his body already feeling less sore as he followed her instructions. When she'd shown up, thrown Ollie out, and told him to stay clear, Roy hadn't known what to expect. Now, living with her, Lian occupied by Oracle and Dinah's teammates, he knew he was in the best possible hands to recover.

The hot tub was set just warm enough to pull his muscles loose, salt-tanged for buoyancy, and she had him. She'd never let him fall under, while his body just floated, easing the stress of his physical therapy away. She pushed when they did it, but not so hard as to build injuries, and then… she always took care of him after.

He wasn't going to fail her, or his baby girl, by wallowing in the fear of the near-fatal shots. He would trust her, as he always had, letting her guide him. When he went back out there, he'd be as strong as he'd ever been.

It was just like when she put him back together from the drugs.

Friday, January 23rd, 2026 03:05 pm
12. Make an appreciation post to those who enhance your fandom life. Appreciate them in bullet points, prose, poetry, a moodboard, a song... whatever moves you!


Thank You )
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 09:41 pm

Posted by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee

The kettle has just boiled and I’ve made myself a cup of tea. It is frigid outside. Absolutely bonkers cold and it’s only going to get colder and more snow is coming. (There is already rather a lot.) Each morning as I leave to “walk to work” I’ve been grabbing my skates from their hook by the front door and they hang over my shoulder cheerfully swaying as I walk a few minutes to an outdoor rink in a local park and have a few turns on the ice before heading back home. If this sounds ridiculously romantic, well it is – especially if you can ignore that I am an absolute crap skater, though practice can only help.

(Last week Elliot and I went for a skate and he’s just learning so spends as much time falling down as he does gliding around. After a little while he said “Wow Grammy you are such a good skater!” and then promptly fell down again. I can honestly say that nobody has ever, ever said that about my skating before and I highly recommend taking a young learner with you if you struggle with your self-esteem. I do not recommend taking them more than a few times though because by next week he’s going to be better than me for sure.)

Today was cold enough that I didn’t take my skates, I couldn’t imagine the minutes without mittens putting on and tying them up and I just went for my walk. I always listen to audiobooks as I walk (or clean, it’s the only way I can bribe myself into doing it) but today I didn’t because I wanted to think without interruption. I walked along, bundled in knits top to bottom (and saw several people wearing leg warmers and thought about knitting some but I think I will wait and see if that urge is still there when it’s not -25 since I have never wanted them before) and thought long and hard about what I wanted to write today.

Today is my Twenty-second Blogiversary and that means that 22 years ago I sat down and wrote and posted my very first blog entry and the minute I did that I stepped through the door it cracked open and nothing has been the same since. I tell you some version of that every year on this day and I always look for a different way to say it, and that’s what I was thinking about as I walked. It was still what I was thinking about when I came home and knitted a little bit, and made some soup for lunch.

(These are my Self-Imposed Sock Club socks for January- I tried to take them outside so the light would really show off the colours but there was nowhere that wasn’t too %^&^%ing snowy so I put them on the spare bed. Enjoy. Yarn is Indigodragonfly in Spoken Four, last years Bike Rally fundraising yarn, and the pattern is Defying Gravity and it is very fun.)

In the end I decided to tell you about something that happened not too long ago. I was at an event with lots of other knitters and we were knitting and chatting the way we do, and the way only knitters can. (Everyone else takes it so personally when you’re reading a chart, I’m listening to you for crying out loud.) The topic of The Blog came up and someone said they really love The Blog and someone else said “Well, sure but the blog is dead.” Now – before you get your back up on my behalf (I love that about you) there is no need. A big part of me can agree with them. For sure this space isn’t what it was. Like all things there is change and I get it. Gone are the days that I posted five times a week. I hear them, I respect that and I didn’t say anything or feel hurt. I did start thinking though, because while that little piece of me could see their point, a larger part of me wanted to push back hard because in my heart, that feels like a ridiculous statement.

It stayed with me, and I’ve reflected on it often. (Don’t worry it wasn’t that long ago, I’m not consumed.) I can’t tell you how desperately I feel like The Blog is not dead – is it just wishful thinking – something I’m holding onto because I’m not great at letting things go? This is one of my best and worst traits, so I always consider it. I’m GREAT at holding on by my very fingernails and this has both caused me loss and saved things that were important. Was this just my point of view? It wasn’t until I started to write about this that I realized the answer.

As I wrote that this person had said the blog was dead, I noticed a detail. Do you? When I wrote it as I heard them, I typed “the blog”. When I wrote about my feelings that it was still here, I hit that shift key. The Blog. I have written before about what the family and I call you – you are The Blog. We’ll ask ourselves what The Blog would think, or wonder if The Blog would like something. Around these parts The Blog isn’t software, memory, words and pictures. The Blog is me writing to you. Your comments coming back to me – connections made here and in real life. It’s me working on something you made me interested in, it’s you trying a technique I wrote about in 2017. It’s me having a snapshot of you in my mind because I’ve built it out of a collage made of your hundreds of comments over the years. It’s you knowing that Amanda can play the violin – or how this family fared during the pandemic. It’s me understanding what you love because I love it too – it’s you knowing Charlotte’s name. It is you introducing yourself to me in another town and me not really knowing who you are until you tell me your email address or username – and then in that moment having you bloom into the person I know from this town, that you’re a neighbour in The Blog. I’ve seen your socks.

I guess I think too that The Blog isn’t dead because at least once a week I get an email from someone who is reading the whole thing- from beginning to end and they want me to know that they really had their scene scrambled when their mum died too – or that it was helpful to read things I wrote about being a young mother – and that the things I wrote about the value of parenting made them feel better about how absolutely trashed the house their happy kids are playing in. Or they write and tell me something they thought about when they were reading about one of my multitude of insecurities because they thought I might feel less insecure when I read it. (They are usually right.)

A little while ago someone who reads this blog and leaves comments sent me an email and thanked me for a recipe I put here years ago. It was great that she wrote because it just so happened that I was finishing a book she had recommended in a comment.

Another yarn break – I’m knitting Craghill. I think it’s pretty gorgeous.

Essentially – I have never thought of The Blog as something that just I do. We are woven together in this place, knit into one fabric, use whatever textile metaphor you’d like to this is twenty-two years of books and recipes and patterns and bad socks and good sweaters and baby blankets and together we are The Blog, and you just don’t feel dead to me at all. As a matter of fact, I think we’ll be just fine.

Much love, and thank you for everything. Meet you here soon.

Stephanie

PS: This year I’ll ride my 15th Bike Rally. To be honest it was a harder decision this year but in the end the world could use all the good acts it can get. It has become tradition to kick off my fundraising on my blogiversary, so here we are. It’s also become tradition for your donations to be the number of years we’re celebrating here, or some multiple – 22, 44, 66… that way the fundraising staff processing them is super bewildered, especially when the explaination is simply “That’s the knitters.” The link to my page is here if you’re so inclined, and it’s also a great day to recognize Ken, the patron saint of The Blog, since he’s the one who gave it to me in the first place. His Bike Rally link is here.

Friday, January 23rd, 2026 04:58 pm
MSN report here, from last year. I just learned this today. If I can stop anyone else from being exposed, it's worth a reblog.

The dishes in question are basically ubiquitous in kitchens I have known and loved, so that's not great.

ETA:
Okay, now I'm just confused. The lead levels are both a) high and b) technically legal, and it may not be leaching in any case due to the processes used. I hate living in an era where I don't know which of the seven million articles titled essentially the same thing are bullshit, and which are trustworthy. I figured MSN might fact-check, but apparently Corelle has never issued a recall per se, just a "Okay, we guess you might as well buy new stuff, because it's true there's lead in the old stuff." This info from this article.
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 07:55 pm

Posted by Fred Clark

Wherein the Great Leader explains a mysterious, unexplainable event by explaining that it was due to an unknown and unexplained phenomenon. And everyone says, "Ah, of course, that explains it."
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 09:27 pm

For reasons I am too tired to get in to, there ended up being no need or reason for me to be in London for work today. The thing I had been dreading didn't happen...not today anyway.

I sorta got my wish of not working much today. Viva la huelga. I got home in time to walk Teddy this afternoon, and both of the others could make it too. It was Vee's first time in a while and Teddy was beside himself to see us all.

I spent some time being annoyed by having bad to pointlessly stay away a second night. I could only conclude that the real reason I had to be here today is just so I could watch Heated Rivalry last night (it's on HBO in the U.S. so not easy to get here). And that cheered me up.

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Friday, January 23rd, 2026 03:24 pm
Hope and Courage, a poem about the USA I wrote in 2003.
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 09:51 pm
Good news: not as tired today!

Bad news: extra stress at work and otherwise!

Today's writing

I did manage to write a few paragraphs, but it feels like I'm just treading water right now. I really need to make some progress over the weekend; the next deadline is fast approaching ...

Tally

Days 1-20 )

Day 21: [personal profile] alightbuthappypen, [personal profile] badly_knitted, [personal profile] brithistorian, [personal profile] carenejeans, [personal profile] china_shop, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] goddess47, [personal profile] sanguinity, [personal profile] shadaras, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme

Day 22: [personal profile] badly_knitted, [personal profile] carenejeans, [personal profile] china_shop, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] goddess47, [personal profile] sanguinity, [personal profile] shadaras, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora

Day 23: [personal profile] china_shop, [personal profile] trobadora

Let me know if I missed anyone! And remember you can drop in or out at any time. :)
Saturday, January 24th, 2026 07:38 am
We have over one day left of nominations! Thank you to everyone who has caught my bloopers. Let's say I did them on purpose to test your eagle eyes…

Nominations close Saturday 24 January. [ In your timezone + Countdown ] (It's the correct countdown this time!)

Please review our nomination guidelines before nominating. There's an opportunity to transfer accepted tags from the 2025 tagset to the 2026 tagset.

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All Media Types + Related Fandoms
Can the nominator(s) please amend their nominations? We do not accept "All Media Types" and "Related Fandoms" without a case being made.

    Les Misérables - All Media Types
    Enjolras/Grantaire (Les Misérables)
    Grantaire & Jean Prouvaire

    Please amend the canon to reflect what version of Les Misérables canon you are after. Is it the movie? The novel? The musical?

    Chronicles of Narnia - All Media Types
    Aslan & Caspian (Narnia)
    Aslan & Eustace Scrubb
    Aslan & Lucy Pevensie
    Aslan & Susan Pevensie
    Caspian & Edmund Pevensie
    Edmund Pevensie & Lucy Pevensie & Peter Pevensie & Susan Pevensie
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    Please renominate as per the nomination guidelines. Are you wanting the books, TV Show, musical, or films?

    Please note I will reject all nominations that remain as "All Media Types" and "Related Fandoms" when nominations close and will not be giving the chance to amend them. Please nominate your canon as per the nomination guidelines!


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    Doctor Who
    Clara Oswin Oswald (Doctor Who 2005) & Team Torchwood (Torchwood)
    Fourth Doctor (Doctor Who 1963)/Clara Oswin Oswald (Doctor Who 2005)

    Please renominate under "Crossover Fandom" as the fandom, not "Doctor Who".
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    Big Finish Audio

    Hello Doctor Who fans! I know I can ask this question when we conclude the round, but I wanted to get ahead of the feedback post and ask it while it's still fresh. Can those familiar please let me know if what I have in the tagset in terms of Big Finish Audio is correct? I did a bit of Googling, but I'm admittedly a little lost. (My familiarity with Big Finish Audio is only through tagset approvals.)

    In the tagset, we have:

    • Doctor Who (Big Finish Audio)
    • Gallifrey (Big Finish Audio)
    • UNIT: the New Series (Big Finish Audio)


    Should all of these remain as separate canons, or should they fall under one big "Big Finish Audio" umbrella? From my understanding, Big Finish Audio is the production company, and these are all different series, much like how Doctor Who 1963 and 2005 are different series (in a way that they're not even different series… Doctor Who is a very complicated canon when you go into the fandom weeds!).

    I'm happy to keep them separate, but I wanted to know so I can make any amendments (if needed) and make a note for 2027's nomination guidelines.


I will be rejecting all lingering nomination queries once nominations close. Please check the nominations queries posts from 2026 to make sure your nominations are not one of them! If you need help making amendments, please ask rather than risk losing your nominations.

There will most likely be one last nomination queries post before nominations close. Please ensure you spell your nominations correctly! There will be very little opportunity to fix these errors once sign-ups open.

Please let me know on any nominations post if you see any duplicates or errors (like typos or my bloopers!) in the tagset. I'll be doing a sweep of the tagset once nominations close. Your eagle eyes are much appreciated! Happy last-leg-of-nominating!
Thursday, January 22nd, 2026 02:33 pm
[personal profile] kingstoken's 2026 Book Bingo: First Person POV

The Red Chesterfield by Wayne Arthurson is a 2019 crime novella (with a touch of magical realism) about a bylaw enforcement officer, M, who finds a body while investigating an abandoned chesterfield. The incident leaves M shaken and drawn into more than one mystery as the chesterfield keeps appearing and a regular on M's route disappears. But the book is less interested in answering "whodunnit" than it is with looking at characters' decisions about getting involved in crime and drama and how priorities around family, romantic relationships, career, community, truth and justice can shift the usual narrative shape of the genre.

This is one of those books that I want to take apart with a little eyeglass screwdriver to see how it works. It's an absolute marvel of efficiency. It's only 99 pages (that exact number being by design, I suspect) with large text and several half-page chapters, but it's packed with story. It covers a lot of ground without feeling like it's moving as fast as it is. We get to know so much about who M is as a person but from a deep enough position that we skip a lot of high-level markers or exposition. This story is built on implication and inference, and the reader's principally assigned to solving the protagonist rather than the plot.

I really enjoyed this one, and I'm looking forward to checking out the author's other work.

An Excerpt )
Friday, January 23rd, 2026 01:04 pm
На крыльях соблазна (154 words) by WTF Furry Anthro and Xeno 2026
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Gargoyles (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Goliath/Elisa Maza
Characters: Goliath (Gargoyles), Elisa Maza
Additional Tags: Translation, Перевод на русский | Translation in Russian, Fandom Kombat, Winter Temporary Fandom Kombat 2026, Don’t copy to another site, Slice of Life, This Work Is Stolen If Not On AO3, Работа Украдена Если Не На АО3
Summary:

Элиза пользуется тем, что Голиаф слишком много думает.