Random Thursday: Writerly Soaps and Struggles (and Shakespeare)

Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.

The readers in my life were happy this week.

The writers, not so much.

Some of them are the same people . . .

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What Time is It?

Time for Book

 Our Reference Department is now in charge of reshelving the New Book section,
so we can assist patrons in finding the latest titles
and also help keep an eye on titles that should be moved to the regular collection
to make room for new releases.

Since we’ve started doing this,
our circulation stats have skyrocketed.

Because anyone who shelves New Books
goes home with at least two of ’em.
From each cart . . .

(thanks, caitlin!)

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 I could teach these . . .

Writers WorkshopClick the images and follow Mr. Gauld on Twitter.

You will be well rewarded.

(thanks, Dee!)

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Shakespeare’s Swag

 I can’t tell you how tickled I am that
one of my favorite playwrights is responsible
for naming one of my favorite cookies.

Two great obsessions that go great together, they are.

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Yes, the Book is Going Very Well . . .

Creative Process Timeline

  . . . could you please pass the tissues?

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I’m surprised it isn’t fifty shades of sparkling gray

The Whiskey River Soap Company
heard that writers can get into a real lather if they get blocked.

And someone said, “Hey!”

writer's block soap

According to the website, it smells like cheap whiskey.

Or,
if you want to get fancy,
Fitzgerald and Hemingway.

If that scent doesn’t bring all the plotbunnies to your yard,
browse through their soaps and candles
for something that’s more . . . you
and check out their About Us page
and see how creativity is done.

(Thanks, caitlin!)

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That is the Question

“Yeah, it is.”

Part Two of Brian Cox’s Masterclass with Theo is here.

You know you want to
(for a minute or two to two).

Random Thursday: Random Stylings and Reversible Monkeycakes

Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.

Shiny!

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Subtlety is for the Birds

But not this one.

Tufted Coquette

This is a Tufted Coquette.
There is nothing else it could be.

I’m still not sure it wasn’t photoshopped out of several different birds and a drag show . . .

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Victorian Trek

Janeway and Data, Stardate . . . 1845.5.7?

Victorian Trek

And, courtesy of Stephen J. Connell,
Lieutenant Riker (I assume)
in all his swashbuckling glory.

Swahbuckle Trek

If Steampunk Trek fanfic wasn’t already a thing
(and you know it is)
these would be the inspiration that launched
a thousand new Ao3 accounts.

Maybe they will anyway—the needs of the many and all that.

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The Raining Beauty

This waterfall graphic print is in a train station in Japan.

It is the awesome—especially when two small children walk up to it.

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Monkeycakes!

The girls and I had pancakes for dinner the other day
and I used Jane’s batter squirter dispenser.

I’m getting pretty good at squirrels,
so I decided to stretch my repertoire
and made a happy monkey.

Monkeycake2

When I showed the picture to my husband,
he said, “Wow!  You’re really getting good at that!”

I was pretty pleased, before I realized that he was looking at it upside-down.

Monkeycake1

But then I thought,
it takes some serious mad skillz
to make a reversible happy monkey pancake
without even knowing it.

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Oh, Bother

Jim Cummings Pooh Bear, Tigger, and Darkwing Duck read a selection from a galaxy far, far, away:

Dude.

Random Thursday : Surprisingly Random

Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.

This post is dedicated to Kev, whose relentless dedication to sending me the weirdest dang stuff is truly astonishing, and to firstmausi, who always brightens my day no matter what she sends my way.

And to my husband, whom you may blame for the fourth item down.  Heaven knows I do.

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Is Worth Two Passes with Spellcheck

Bird Triangle

See it?

Let me know in the comments.

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Been There, Done That

You know those Pumgo stairmaster-bicycle-scooters that are the Must Have for coordinated exercise addicts on the go?

That concept is so 1910.

Behold:

1910 Pedal Skates

Pedal Skates.

I’m nearly certain that this gentleman is using them because they’re fun,
not because they work his hamstrings.

Frankly, I find that a much better motivation for using either one of these contraptions in public.

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There are many versions of Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah” and I’ve heard a lot of them over the years.

I’m partial to the respective performances by Leonard CohenJeff Buckley, and also Tim Minchin and Geraldine Quinn.  Because Tim Minchin.

But a friend sent me the version embedded below, with the subject heading, “Wait for it.”

I’ve learned to trust her, so I listened while I did some editing.  I thought it was passable enough and wondered vaguely which former boy band had gathered together to sing it . . .

Until 2:05.  When I dropped my gum.
On my manuscript.  And didn’t care.

Don’t skip ahead.  You will be rewarded.

He’s Kurt Nilsen.

Turns out, he won World Idol some years back—his talent beat Kelly Clarkson’s legs by a fair number of points.

If that isn’t a sincere tribute to the quality and power of his voice, I don’t know what is.

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This Isn’t What You Think It Is

It isn’t what anyone thinks it is.

Staggering Beauty

Click the image, heed the warning, and follow the directions.

Then come back and tell me what the #$%% just happened.

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Salavador Dali and his Anteater

Salvador Dalis Anteater

The only thing surprising is the total lack of surprise.

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You Want ACTUAL Staggering Beauty?

Let Sergei Polunin take you to church.

(thanks, ‘mausi!)

Random Thursday: Recycled, Repurposed, and Reused Randomness

Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.

In belated honor of Earth Day, which probably shouldn’t be a random thing.

I’d apologize for all the puns, but y’all know I’d be lying.

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Delftly Done

The Architectural Library of the Delft University of Technology in the Netherlands
suffered a terrible fire a while ago.

The university rebuilt the library and replaced all the books.

This is what they did with the old ones:

Book desk

How cool is that?

(Thanks, Watson . . . or Dee . . . Or caitlin?)

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Not Eggsactly Recycling . . .

or  repurposing, either, since eggs are supposed to make chickens.

Which Came First

But it is a revolutionary method for getting MORE chicken out of one’s eggs.

(Thanks, Patricia!)

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Encyclopedic Art

Brian Dettmer is an artist
whose art is books
and whose books are art.

New Books of Knowledge Sculpture

This one is made of a set of the New Books of Knowledge.

Go look at his other stuff.

Right now.

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Musical Vegetarianism

Jane saw this and told me she wants to learn how to make spinach whistles.

It’s the first time she’s volunteered to get “that weird green stuff” that close to her digestive system.

 I’ve shown this before, so it’s a recycled video about repurposing.

Because I’m just that lazy good.

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Bitten by the Chapell Bug(s)

Julie Alice Chappell makes beautiful insects out of recycled electronics.

This one was made from bits of old gaming console.

Nintendo Bug

Ms. Chapell has an Etsy shop,
DewLeaf,
which I visited in hopes of finding the above
(or one of his siblings)
for Janie,
who was bitten by the Nintendo bug years ago.

Unfortunately, at the posting of this,
it looks like she’s sold out of all her stock.

I’m disappointed, but not surprised—
look at the stunning detail!

Board Beetle

(Thanks, liligriff!)

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Prelude for Boomwhackers

Part Bach, part Bojutsu, part rainbow.

All good.

 

(My husband found this—you’re right, it’s randomly perfect.)

Random Thursday: RPG Fantasies and Random Realities

Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.

It’s the fourth day of my new job and I’ve already managed—in front of witnesses—to snap a piece off the bill hopper of a change machine that costs more than both of my kidneys, kick the one power strip that can turn off an entire bank of workstation, and also develop three new blisters, because my work shoes were primarily selected for color and how comfortable they are while I’m sitting down.

I’m holding my own at Camp Nanowrimo, time-wise, mostly because chapter seven needed a thorough overhaul.  Or two.  And a half.

Jane is currently experiencing her first sinus-related migraine aura and spent most of yesterday afternoon batting at the sparkly things tingling across her vision isntead of paying attention in class.

Time for a strategic mental retreat.

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 Archetypes Assemble!

Avengers DnD

This image inspired a lunch discussion at the library about archetypes
and also a working theory
that the popularity and longevity of any story,
irrespective of conveyance,
might be directly porportionate
to the strength of the Archetypes of its characters
(Sherlock Holmes and Watson, anyone?)
as they carry out the stages of the monomyth
as reflected in Campbell’s seven basic plots.

And then I mentioned that the only fault I could find with this image
is that Hawkeye’s label blocks some of his arm muscles.

“Wow,” a colleague said.  “That’s pretty shallow for someone who just said “monomyth” and  “prototypical” with a straight face.”

“Hey,” I said, nailing him with a grape, “don’t disrespect my Archetype.”

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Knitville

Knitting Sim

Warning:  Not a cure for carpal tunnel.

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Parenthood Encapsulated in Fifty Seconds

Good—by which I mean excruciatingly familiar—with or without sound.

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And She’s All Out Of Bubblegum

Cinderella is not a chick

In Jacinta Bunnell and Julie Novak’s coloring book,
all the princesses are self-rescuing
and no one is trapped in anyone else’s pumpkin
(literally or euphemistically)
without fighting back.

Girls are not chicks

Maybe it’s time for a couple of new Archetypes?

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Dragon NerdsOh, no!  An IRS Agent!  My Sports Star charisma has no effect!

Sheldon, you’re a Level Four Accountant—roll the twenty!

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Madness . . . ?

This. Is. INTARSIA!

Okay.  It isn’t.  But still.