Intro Post

Sep. 27th, 2020 02:22 pm
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Howdy, friends and strangers!

This is my intro post. I figured I'd better have one.

This journal is a mix of fannish stuff, ponderings, computer geekery, art and random cookery experiments. More personal posts are friends-locked, some with tighter filters than others.
things you should know about me )
other sites of mine )
Transformative Works Policy

If you wish to transform my work, I have Transformative Works Policy to clarify stuff in advance!
http://www.katspace.org/fiction/stories/kathryn_a_info/Transformative_Works/


Other stuff
If you want to write fic for me, here is my Generic Ficathon Elaboration Post.

After you have friended/subscribed to me, I would appreciate it if you drop me a comment here, saying hello and what brought you here. No need to ask permission beforehand, but it would be nice to give me a note afterwards.
kerravonsen: Reason is itself a matter of Faith (reason-faith)
Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest you also be like him. (Proverbs 26:4)
Answer a fool according to his folly, lest he be wise in his own eyes. (Proverbs 26:5)
kerravonsen: Harry Potter writing with quill (Harry)
It just occurred to me to wonder... why do the Hogwarts Houses have passwords to keep people out? (*) It is yet another thing which divides the Houses and prevents them from getting to know each other. Why should one have to barricade oneself inside a tower when Hogwarts is supposed to be the safest place in Britain? Surely one wouldn't need protection from within the castle?

No wonder the poor Sorting Hat had to keep singing about unity - none of the staff of Hogwarts bothered to lift a finger to facilitate it. Almost complete segregation was the rule. The only times people from different Houses are allowed to interact are when they are competing against each other, (a) in class and (b) Quidditch. Yes, it is possible for classes to be set up so that cooperation rather than competition is the norm, but in practice, even when students are working in teams, they are always split along House lines.

I mean, I'd already noticed that the mealtime segregation wasn't helping, but the passwords on the House entrances is yet another enforcement of isolation - even if one had friends in other houses, one isn't allowed to bring them into one's common room. Or at least, strongly discouraged from doing so. This means that two opportunities for socializing (meals, and relaxation time) have been completely cut off. For no good reason. Yes, I don't think "tradition" is a good reason. And I'm wondering how that tradition started, and when.

(*) Yes, I know there are Plot Reasons. I am looking at this from a Watsonian perspective, not a Doyleist one.
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This report is delayed because I was so tired that when I got home on Tuesday morning, I slept most of the day. I'm starting to wonder if it might actually be better for me, in future, NOT to stay at the convention hotel, but get a taxi in and out each day. Even though taxis are not cheap, it would be still be cheaper than a hotel, and I would sleep better. Sleep better? Yes, because I was just glancing at my old Continuum 9 report, and I slept badly on that occasion too. So it isn't just a one-off thing; hotels just seem to be too hot for me in winter. On the other hand, I would have to carry everything with me and have nowhere to retreat to. Contrariwise, while I would have to carry everything for a day with me, I wouldn't have to pack stuff for four days. Hmmmm.

Costume: the costume without a name
I'm not sure what category this falls into; something non-mundane at least. Black-and-white poly-satin pseudo-Japanese top; black pants; clockwork sandals; chainmaille headdress. Later on, I exchanged the headdress for two plaits, one with my chainmaille hair-chain, and the other with a doubled-over non-clasp necklace (that is, a long string of beads which is intended to dangle or be tied in a knot). Also, ear-cuffs, but I ended up taking them off because they were a bit uncomfortable.
Panels and stuff )
Further Thoughts on the Fake Geek Pride Panel )
back to Sunday
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I did sleep better this time, due to pushing the doona down so it only covered my legs. That appeared to get the temperature balance right. I was a little later to breakfast this time, so I missed both the 9am and 10am panels. Oh well. It was delicious.
Read more... )
back to Saturday
on to Monday
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A very restless sleep in the hotel. Despite my setting the thermostat to 18C, I was still too hot, and kept on waking up overheated. Had nightmares about sleeping in and missing the Kaffeklasch. Problem is, the curtains in the hotel room are so light-blocking that you cannot tell what time of day or night it is when they are shut. Unfortunately, because my room looks in on the inner courtyard, you can't really tell what time of day or night it is even when the curtains are open, not unless it is a bright sunny day... which it wasn't. I finally crawled out of bed to look at the clock, because my nightmare had convinced me it was either 01:00 in the morning, or 11:00 in the morning... turned out it was 07:54 instead. So I got up and got ready for the day.
Read more... )
back to Friday
on to Sunday
kerravonsen: rainbow sparkles: "Squee!" (squee!)
Spent the morning packing, or, to be more precise, most of it was writing lists of what to pack, and then packing it.

Costume: Ravenclaw (somewhat improvised)
blue-green trousers, blue-green turtleneck; sleeveless pale green shirt with a collar, so I could wear my Ravenclaw tie - yes, those years of private school winter uniforms were useful for one thing: I still know how to tie a tie. Black waistcoat over the top. I was originally wearing a light green tracksuit-jacket over that, but the hotel is so well heated that I was too hot, so I took it off. Time turner around my neck on its new longer chain. Wand up my sleeve (but I think that damaged it, because it started wobbling later, alas)

I found the rego desk after wandering wrongly into the dealers' room. Happy known faces (Lizbee obv.) Took my con-bag up to my room to go through it, and transfer my carefully highlighted info from my printed-out version of the program to both the full program and the tiny pocket program. Though of course no program survives intact once it makes contact with reality.
Read more... )
After I'd finished, I retreated to my room and wrote this.

on to Saturday
on to Sunday
on to Monday
kerravonsen: Soolin with a half-smile: impress me (Soolin)
It just occurred to me that the Judgement of Solomon didn't necessarily discover which of the two women was the real mother of the child... instead, it discovered which of the two women was worthy to be the mother of the child. Which would have been the best outcome for the child anyway. Yes, it's more likely that the worthy mother was the real mother, but it is faintly possible that the real mother was suffering from, say, post-natal depression and thus behaving irrationally.

Just thinkin'.

In other news, I STILL HAVEN'T PACKED! I was so exhausted last night I was crying over songs, so I figured it would be better if I simply went to bed. So I did. Feeling better now.
kerravonsen: "Out of spoons error" (out-of-spoons)
Okay. I've reached a point where I shatter under stress. So as a matter of survival, I need defences against stress. And one stress-defence is happy-making things.

So, please, peoples, can you give me recs? Recs for fic, recs for music, recs for novels. Ones which are uplifting, happy, cheering. Maybe even fluffy.
kerravonsen: 11th Doctor and Amy Pond; "Peter Pan and Wendy" (peter-pan-and-wendy)
There are some things which, if you haven't looked at them in ten years, you can throw them out.
Books are not on that list.
Neither are photographs.


One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Eight point five (War)
Nine
Ten
Ten point five (Handy)
Ten and three quarters
Eleven
Twelve
kerravonsen: Fiction/Poetry/Art: it's cheaper than therapy (cheaper-than-therapy)
Empty Vessels

It screams at us "Go out and buy"
Until our goods will reach the sky
We never even wonder why
Or where our money went;
The song of discontent.

It swears ambition is the best
And only competition's blessed
And you must rise above the rest
Spend all in your ascent;
The song of discontent.

Relaxation's always lazy
Satisfaction must be crazy
We must never take it easy
For rest is time misspent;
The song of discontent.

It looks at a half-empty glass
Says over there is greener grass
Insists our gold is only brass
And we must now lament;
The song of discontent.




(Because I am sick of feeling defensive about my lack of ambition.)
kerravonsen: Crafty: a medly of beads (craft)
I have finished another scarf! It is a gift for a particular person; I designed it with them in mind. This is another keyhole scarf (I like the design!) made with fluffy chenille yarn.

scarf
kerravonsen: Crafty: a medly of beads (craft)
I've mentioned some of these items in earlier posts, but there were no pictures. Now have some piccies!
cut for images )
kerravonsen: Crafty: a medly of beads (craft)
Heads up!
Bendigo Woollen Mills is having a sale on their "Murano" wool. It is a lovely yarn: 100% wool, multiple colours blending into each other. It is being discontinued, so get it now while you still can.

[livejournal.com profile] reynardo take note! (And any other Aussies who like making stuff with yarn....)
kerravonsen: Yin-Yang symbol, black and rainbow-sparkles (yin-yang)
Hierarchy of Importance (Revised)

1. If a thing is really worth doing, it's worth doing badly.
2. If a thing is worth doing, it's worth doing well.
3. If a thing is not worth doing, it's not worth doing well.
4. If a thing is really not worth doing, do it so badly that they won't ask you to do it again.

This could lead to someone saying, "I'm sorry, this task isn't important enough for me to do badly."

Some of My Favourite Sayings

"There is no try, there is only do - or do not." -- Yoda

"There are no shoulds." -- My Aunt Estelle

"This, too, shall pass." -- the "saying for all occasions"

"Fear is a foolish counsellor."

"You can't change other people; the only person you can change is yourself."

"Things are getting worse at a slower rate."

"Resentment is like drinking poison and hoping it will kill your enemies." (NOT said by Buddha or Nelson Mandela)

"The fear of death is the beginning of slavery."

"Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end."
kerravonsen: Crafty: a medly of beads (craft)
In an extremely unfortunate bit of timing, I got a bad cold last week, and I'm still sick, though improving. The timing was unfortunate because there was a time-critical thing going on at work (handover of a project) and I simply could not be there. Viruses were battling it out in my body, my throat felt like wet sandpaper, and I was utterly exhausted. Mostly sleeping and drinking lemon honey tea with Lemsip in it. And then when my throat improved, my nose chimed in (which was odd, usually the throat follows the nose). Now I'm in the blowing-the-nose-and-coughing stage (and still v tired).
When I wasn't sleeping, I thought I'd do stuff that didn't require a great many brain cells )
kerravonsen: colourful circles: "Cool" (cool)
My Favourite Semi-Precious Stones, From A - Z

Well, probably not every letter of the alphabet, though.
Why am I thinking about Semi-precious stones? Because I've been sorting my beads, and delighting in the semi-precious ones I have.

I think part of the reason I like semi-precious stones so much is that they are not mechanical, regular, regimented, but natural, irregular, unique. No two stones are exactly the same. I like lampwork beads for the same reason.
pretties! )

Maybe

Mar. 13th, 2014 04:40 pm
kerravonsen: Snape, Hermione: "Believe" (Snape-Hermione)
I was listening to my randomplay this morning, and was inspired with an awesome SSHG prompt. A completely new one. So maybe there's hope of participating in the [livejournal.com profile] sshg_promptfest after all, if I can come up with four more(*). The really difficult ones are the art ones, since I want to make art prompts that I myself would want to do, which means something more emotional/symbolic than representational. Wish me luck?

In other news, I have a horrible sore throat. (sigh)

(*) Note that it isn't a requirement of the fest to provide prompts, it's just that I find it less fun if I don't, because I want to inspire as well as be inspired.
kerravonsen: Ninth Doctor, silhuette of autumn leaf: "All things die." (all-things-die)
Well, it looks as if I'm in trouble, since the organizer of the [livejournal.com profile] sshg_promptfest sent me a note saying that she would not accept any prompts that someone else had seen, which means that every single one of the prompts I was asking about in my previous post have been disqualified.

So I have nothing at all.

I think I'm going to cry.
And there's no point in participating in the fest either, so I won't be.

ETA: Please don't get cross at the organizer, the rules were clear, I'd just forgotten about that bit. I had clearly violated the rules by making a PUBLIC post with my prompts in it. There's nothing to be done, it was my own stupid fault.

And, hey, maybe it's not a bad time to take a bit of a break.
kerravonsen: Snape, Hermione: "Believe" (Snape-Hermione)
SSHG Prompt Fest


Though I'm not really sure why I'm posting this, since I'm certain that any of my followers who would be interested in this... already know about it.

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