365 Questions 2025

Jun. 12th, 2025 11:47 am
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10. If today was the last day of your life, would you want to do what you are about to do today? I don't see why not, but I'd be extremely disappointed if I had to spend the day away from any of my family.

11. If today was the last day of your life, who would you call and what would you tell them? I would call my daughters and tell them I love them and I'm proud of them.

(I can't say I'm a fan of questions that start with "If today was the last day of your life…" It's too much of a reminder of how little time I've got left compared to how much I've already had.)

12. Who do you dream about? I don't normally dream about people, even people I know. although I have had a couple of dreams about S. Generally if people appear in my dreams they are strangers.

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Jun. 12th, 2025 11:34 am
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My morning started off well enough; I woke up a couple of minutes before my alarm and was able to go for a good walk just after 6 am, while it was still pleasantly cool outside. Things went slightly off the rails while I was getting my breakfast ready though. I'm not sure exactly how it happened (I think I turned around too quickly) but I knocked over my cup of tea just as I was about to spread marmalade on my toast, and the hot tea spilled right onto the front of my right thigh. Luckily the tea wasn't quite still at boiling temperature, but I hadn't yet added milk so it was quite hot. I stepped out of my wet shorts as quickly as I could and then got into the bath and ran cold water over the leg for a while before going back to the kitchen to deal with the mess.

I was eventually able to make myself another cup of tea and warm up my toast, but breakfast wasn't as enjoyable as it might have been. My leg was quite painful for a couple of hours but it's feeling much better now. The burns are still very red but there doesn't appear to be any blistering. I was afraid it would be much worse than this.

Accidents like this are one reason why I'm nervous about living alone. I'll be relieved to be closer to my daughter in due time.
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If I’m writing about my adventures a day behind, I should probably make a short list of the things I’ve read to start with. I finished listening to Blood Ink Sister Scribe last night. I will admit that I got a little bogged down in the middle of the book, re-read Trouble and Her Friends (for an up-coming podcast,) and then listened to the second half of it. While I’ve been up here, Martha Well’s Network Effect came up for grabs as an audiobook, so I downloaded that during one of my daily treks to the lodge for internet.

Yesterday started with a nice canoe trip around part of the lake. Shawn and I like to get up early, around 6:30 or 7 am, and do a near-silent drift along the lake. It often pays off in terms of animal sightings. Yesterday we had our first truly sunny morning, and we saw (we counted) ten turtles in various spots sunning themselves on logs. On our return trip, we got the piece d’resistance: a river otter! The river otter was actually in the lake with us and bobbed up a couple of times (almost like trying to stand in the water) to try to decide if we were a danger or not and then disappeared under the water.

Super cool!

It was pretty darned magical, even though at that point in the trip around the lake we were fighting a chilly headwind so strong that if we stopped paddling the canoe would start to go sideways.

Almost immediately after making landfall, Mason and I hopped in the car and headed off to nearby Judge C. R. Magney State Park to revisit Devil’s Kettle.

Shawn elected to stay behind. Her knee, which has been performing like an absolute champ this trip, has been getting stiff and sore after canoe rides. She bends very well for someone who is really only about six months out of knee surgery but getting in and out of the canoe from the dock is more of a challenge. The idea of doing all those stairs down—and then back up again—to see the first set of falls felt like a bad idea to her. I don’t blame her, but we still felt sad leaving her behind even though she said it was okay.

Mason and I have been to this state park before, four years ago, but I was not yet a member of either the Passport or the Minnesota State Parks and Trails Hiking Club. I brought my state park passport along and got my stamp!

Passport
Image: passport stamp


I was glad Shawn did not come once we started the hike. I’m here to tell you that being fat and asthmatic is no real barrier (so long as you have your inhaler, are generally mobile, and are willing to take it slowly,) but I do not think Shawn’s knee would have survived the uneven, sloped parts of the trail, NEVERMIND the stairs.

Speaking of being fat, I did have at least one stranger feel free to tell me that I was “doing great, honey!” But you know what? I was! So, I decided to ignore the fairly pointed assumption about my general health based on my size, and said, “Thanks! You, too!”

The effort is always worth it, however:


devil's kettle
Image: famous Devil's Kettle.

If you have never heard of Devil's Kettle before and why it's so fascinating, feel free to read this article about the mysterious kettle that takes water in but maybe sends it straight to hell... https://www.treehugger.com/the-mystery-of-devils-kettle-falls-4863996



Mason and I had a lovely hike back down. I’d swear, actually, that I took the stairs back up much faster this year than I did four years ago. This is not to say that we didn’t pause on any of the landings that are on offer, but I made very steady progress and never felt like my heart was pounding out of my chest or any of that. I honestly think it helped that the weather has been quite cool up here, so while I worked up a sweat, it never felt overwhelming. TMI? But I’m kind of proud of myself, I guess? Especially after that lady’s “encouragement.”

On our way back to Gunflint Trail and the Lodge, Mason and I stopped in Grand Marais for lunch. This trip is a gift to Mason for graduating from university and so I let him pick the place. We stopped at Angry Trout to have fish sandwiches and an incredible view of the marina, if you can call it such, on Lake Superior.

Mason at Angry Trout
Image: Mason contemplating the menu at Angry Trout.

The drive back was uneventful and we spent much of the rest of the evening sitting on the dock staring out at the lake (or reading.) We have new “neighbors” in cabin two. They are two old duffers who are here for a guy’s weekend of fishing and catching up. Shawn, who was here all day, talked to them a bit. One of them is from the Twin Cities (Oakdale or somewhere like that) and the other is previously from the area, but has since moved to Arizona. He told us he left nearly 100 F / C temps. We made the classic joke about having brought the sun with him, since this was one of the first non-rainy days.

Normally, we don’t interact much with the other cabins, but the forestry service has done a lot of fire maintenance around the lodge and so all of the underbrush is gone, chopped down. It looks little denuded, and apocalypse-y and it also means you see more people coming in out of cabins from further away and have to make the tough Minnesota decision: “Do I wave? Do I have to wave? Oh crap, we made eye contact, I will lift my hand and wave. Oh, god, this is awkward, how long do I wave?” And, yes, I’m actually the family’s extrovert. But I’m also very aware that most people in Minnesota do not actually want to have to talk to strangers, especially when they are “up nort” on a fishing trip with their old college buddy.

More wildflowers!

wild sasperilla
Wild sasperilla?

blue flower
Image: blue flower of some variety??

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Jun. 12th, 2025 09:48 am
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Happy birthday, [personal profile] ase!

Just One Thing (12 June 2025)

Jun. 12th, 2025 08:06 am
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It's challenge time!

Comment with Just One Thing you've accomplished in the last 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing that you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.

Feel free to share more than one thing if you're feeling particularly accomplished! Extra credit: find someone in the comments and give them props for what they achieved!

Nothing is too big, too small, too strange or too cryptic. And in case you'd rather do this in private, anonymous comments are screened. I will only unscreen if you ask me to.

Go!
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Murder, I say!! Lol. A few panels under the cut, so spoilers for a few scenes but not really plot stuff.

MURDER! A.k.a., fatal doses of polyshipper catnip XD )

Community Thursday

Jun. 12th, 2025 06:34 am
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Community Thursday challenge: every Thursday, try to make an effort to engage with a community on Dreamwidth, whether that's posting, commenting, promoting, etc.


Over the last week...

Chit-chat on [community profile] bnha_fans.

Signal boosts:

  • [community profile] worderlands' next event at the end of the month will be a daily 3-sentence flash fiction challenge. I know a few people in my circles enjoy that kind of event!
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Brian was the last of the three Wilson brothers, Brian played bass, Carl lead guitar and Dennis drums. The other two members of the Beach Boys, Mike Love - a cousin - and Al Jardine, are still alive.

Brian has been in a medical conservatorship for the last year. Trouble with alcohol and drugs probably accelerated things. He met his last wife at a car dealership where she was working, which began a chapter where it was found that Wilson's psychiatrist was exploiting him and his finances, eventually resulting in a restraining order. When his wife died, Wilson entered into a decline, finally culminating in the conservatorship.

There's so much that can be said about The Beach Boys and their influence on music and various groups and musicians, and their being a core for surf/beach music in the '60s. I spent a few hours tonight revising a bunch of my Beach Boys music for my band in Lord of the Rings Online and adding some more songs to my catalog, I think I'll be performing them tomorrow night in an impromptu concert as I need to do some testing on my band as I've been having some system problems.

https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-news/brian-wilson-beach-boys-dead-1234810073/

https://www.yahoo.com/entertainment/articles/brian-wilson-beach-boys-visionary-165711806.html

Wednesday reading

Jun. 11th, 2025 11:47 pm
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Last week:

*Cattitude read Blue Moose, by Daniel Pinkwater, aloud to us, because it's one of his favorites and Adrian had never read it. I've reread the book several times, and was happy to hear it out loud.

*I read Isabella Nagg and the Pot of Basil, by Oliver Darkshire. Decidedly weird, funny fantasy. A lot of the humor is in the footnotes, which seem to be at least a quarter of the text. Also, the title does in fact describe the book. Isabella lives in a poor, out-of-the-way village, whose wizard keeps the local goblin market in check, until one day he doesn't. The goblins sell one thing, unnaturally tempting and dangerous fruit.

*Did not finish: Girls Against God, by Jenny Hval. I don't remember where I saw this recommended, and just couldn't get into it.

Currently reading:

*Installment Immortality, by Seanan McGuire, the latest book in her InCryptid series. I started it late last night, and only read a few pages before turning the light out.

*Twelve Trees, by Daniel Lewis, nonfiction about trees and climate change. I picked this up at the libraru, as a "book with a green caover" for the summer reading challenge.

Shelf status

Jun. 11th, 2025 08:32 pm
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Three shelves (10' length, more or less) have been assembled, put up on the north wall, and filled to great effect. This emptied 1 entire Billy (with slight double stacking). We therefore need bookends.

The empty Billy is now in the living room, with the top few shelves embookinated and various plastic craft-adjacent boxes on the lower shelves. This is making a significant dent in the chaos by my desk.

The shorter bookshelf is currently at the end of the hall, for lack of a better place to put it. I expect that if it stays there long, I will start racking up another set of incredible bruises, and I still don't know where the one on my right arm CAME from. (I remember that I walked into some corner on my sleepy and unstable way to bed and then went "well, THAT'll leave a mark!" but do I remember what that something WAS? No more than I remembered what things I'd rammed into when I was taking Drama in high school, and my legs were forever dotted with black and blue marks.)

Today after work, Belovedest has put up all the standards (upright rails) on the south wall, embracketed them with however many brackets we currently have, and has started to assemble board pieces into full length shelves.

Coincidentally, today I also got a notification from the hardware store that they are shipping the backordered brackets.

There is one free-loving* free-standing bookshelf remaining in the room, where it is cheerfully getting in the way. I suggested a different method of assembly which neither requires turning the boards lengthwise nor doing the assembly behind the Billy, which suggestion was well-received.

Eventually there will be enough Shelf in the media room that some of the things taking up floor space will be able to go on them.

Today I roused in the morning long enough to feel bleugh, then woke up in the afternoon feeling competent to Lounge. Still craving bacon at intervals.


* My high school freshman Biology class had a crucial typo in a sentence about free-living organisms. We reacted about how you'd expect.

Good Neighbors

Jun. 11th, 2025 10:55 pm
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Woke up at 7 AM. Had an early morning meeting. Now I have a headache.

Oh good. My neighbors got the dangling tree branch down, and it fell into my yard. I told them that I had made an appointment with a tree guy, but it isn’t for a couple of weeks. They said, "Not to worry; it’s all good." I have the nicest neighbors.

Bella says, "This is the biggest stick ever!"
bella_branch.jpg

I ordered a small address book, which would be good to have when I start meeting people.

Dozed lightly during lunch. Oliver was in the room and wanted to snuggle, but it took a while for him to settle down.

Work is being frustrating. I keep on finding issues with the statistics that we are computing. There's no way that I'll have everything done before I go out of town next week.

Bella dug up and destroyed one of my coral bells. Sigh. I need to weed and get the fence up.

Got the recycling out. I’m feeling wiped out, so I’m going to go to bed early. I need to rinse out recycling and soak a litter box first (done). Started laundry. Got my groceries in.

Lily is chewing on paper napkins. Don’t ask me why. This is why we can’t have nice things :)

delight of the evening

Jun. 11th, 2025 11:54 pm
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Okay. So.

Admin: the LRP has a variety of in-game resources. One of the more valuable ones is mithril, which gets used for all sorts of things, like armour and weaponry and building works, particularly military ones.

This event we are seeing the launch of The Cow Stock Market. This inevitably was a topic of discussion over this evening's pizza: discussion of the designs of the I Promise To Pay The Bearer On Demand One (1) Cow slips! speculation over Cow Futures! debate over the impact on the gold mithril standard!

It'll be fiiiiiiiiiine, says A. It'll all be TOTALLY fine. You can absolutely build fortifications out of cows!

-- and at this point, for those of you who are abruptly cackling, I need to point out that A has not read Nona the Ninth.

I also need to point out that I am in a specific groupchat, specifically set up following the event where someone managed to get their hands on some copies of Nona a few days before official release and there was consequently significant in-field bartering for who got to be next in the queue to inhale them, that is named after. well. the cows. did you know that cows have best friends.

But A had no idea why I was abruptly losing it, and I decided that rather than attempt to explain I was in fact first of all going to Depart Our Table, find my Nona dealers, and relate unto them the story of The Thing A, All Unawares, Just Said.

The reaction was extremely gratifying.

They say I got brains

Jun. 11th, 2025 10:59 pm
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My ex-husband knows and thinks and cares so much about Brian Wilson that I feel like I shared a polycule with the man.

Wandering around the house tonight, doing the last chores of the evening while the Doof is finishing up, I hear "I Just Wasn't Made for These Times" and I still know all the words, still remember the pained 20somethings Andrew and I were when we met and he introduced me to this weird lonely musician and all his feelings which were also our weird lonely feelings.

There was always something terribly melancholy for me in Brian Wilson's music -- there's a demo of "Still I Dream of It" that used to make me so sad that just thinking about the song made me cry uncontrollably -- and all the more once I left my marriage and never really listened to the Beach Boys any more. And the odd time I hear them, on the radio or like now, I'm always a little thrown by how weird the commercially-released songs sound, without all the unreleased versions layered over them in my mind because those were more common in my marital home (like I said: Not a parasocial relationship for me, but a parasocial metamour).

D made sure I heard the news, and I texted Andrew once I did. I just couldn't let such a thing go by without saying I was thinking of him.

I think both Brian Wilson and Andrew eventually "found the thing they can put their heart and soul in to," as the song goes, and I'm really glad for that.

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It's the day of the night of the first at-the-venue rehearsal for the chorus show for this season, and the first day off work for me, in.a stretch.  Despite my having lotsa to-do, which I'm now gonna have to fill the next few days with, while having to get up at an insanely early hour one day to meet workers who start like so many workers do at some insanely early hour, I took it easy today.  Haven't even brought in the box of cat food sitting on my stoop for 6 hours, one minute from now, as I type, or several minutes ago, by the time I hit post.  I've showered, so there's that, and finally at something, but mostly I went through Letterboxd for 1986 and the 1920s and the 1800s (that part's easy) and then picked out some options from my watchlist shortlist list (which isn't that short) to check for available streaming and watch trailers of, and then I watched one.

I only watched it cuz I realized recently and only from my credit card bill cuz I'd shunted all email from them to a direct--to--not-in-my-face folder that I'm still getting my 99-cent--a--month Hulu (with stinkin' ads) subscription, which I thought I'd canceled months ago (cuzza the stinkin' ads).  But today I got my ass logged back in there and watched Quiz Lady, which was really good, and just the ticket, and worth the time, including the stinkin' ad time, and the chunk of leisure time it ate up.  I put in on my fave films of the last decade list and then looked up whether it was indeed one of the last performances of Paul "Pee-Wee Herman" Ruebens (so not the painter), and it was.  While there I saw that he did a Bob's Burgers toward the very end, too, so that's queued up now--- he's about to make his entrance as the massage student, in S13, E22, "Amelia".

Wanna watch it, and was tickled to see him pop up in Quiz Lady (in a funny way), cuz I'd just seen another of my fave films of the past decade when I watched Pee-wee as Himself.

So the last few minutes before I have to put more clothes on and drive to some high school lord-knows-how-far from here I'll be spending taking in that last voice role and last TV part he contributed to the fun of the world before croaking.

All the awareness in the world that I'm blowing my time today doesn't make it less that great, as a day off.  Hope the rehearsal is some version of icing on the cake.  A little late to be figuring out (as I will tonight, sans cheat sheet) how few lyrics I know, behind the literal mask that will make my perfection a smidge less pressing, but, hey, that's okay.  I've been alone with pleasing activities, apart from the pleasing kitty-cat cuddling (which is an "apart from" cuz it's not alone, not cuz it's not pleasing), and allowed to wallow in my own idiosyncratic combination of the natural sentence structure I can't engage with so effectively when communicating to others (see [pretty much all of the] above), nightowlism, these pink Crocs, and whatever-all else the fuck.
 
 
P.S.  The end of Quiz Lady has my favorite ever of the tags telling what becomes of the characters after the credits have rolled and more time has gone by in their world.
 

Postcard of the Day

Jun. 11th, 2025 05:40 pm

Farm share, week 1

Jun. 11th, 2025 05:11 pm
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I re-upped with Stone Soup Farm; they’ve got good quality veggies, and while sometimes I wish they grew a wider variety of things, it can be useful to have enough to use in more than one recipe.

  • 2 bunches of green curly kale
  • 2 bunches of broccolini
  • 2 heads of lettuce (I chose red leaf varieties over green leaf; I don’t know why those almost always call me louder, but they do)
  • 1 pound of spinach (huge leaves: this is for cooking, not salad)
  • 1 pound of mixed salad greens (that might be ok to wilt into something towards the end of cooking)
  • 1 pound of garlic scapes

First thoughts: some kind of vegan saag using the spinach and some pureed garlic scalpes (perhaps some kale?) with tofu. Kale salad with lemon-tahini dressing and sunflower seeds (iron building salad). Stir-fried broccolini with onions, mushrooms, and tofu over rice (it feels so strange to wish I had carrots!). Green salad with tuna and a variety of pickles, plus some cucumber and tomatoes. Garlic scape puree for later use.
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Moose Viewing

Yesterday, we decided to do our usual attempt to see moose at Moose Viewing Trail. We are past moose season, really. I mean, moose are out here in the woods. It’s possible to see one. But, tourists, like ourselves, are more likely to see moose during calving, which is earlier in the year--in May.

Moose are sometimes more active in the early morning hours, so to sweeten the “how about we get up at the crack of dawn?” deal for our late risers in the house (namely Mason), we decided that once we have attempted to moose view, we would hit the new nearby coffee shop called Loon’s Rest.

We did not see any moose at Moose Viewing as expected.


The Moose Viewing view
Image: Moose Viewing view (Note: No Moose.)

The other funky thing about Moose Viewing trail is the fact that as you turn in to the official Moose Viewing platform, there is a myserious abandoned car. There are a lot of questions about this car. How did it get here? When did it get here? How did the boulder get on top of it?


car in woods
Image: car in woods?

We ran into a couple of well-equipped hikers from Oklahoma who were perhaps a little too eager for moose. We gave our best advice, which was hang out as long as you can and be quiet—and, you know? Maybe they got lucky. I hope they did.

The Loon’s Nest was entirely full of old, white men (but one can sort of say that generally about the Gunflint Trail.) The espresso was perfectly adequate as were the croissant, egg, and sausage patties.

I did not attempt a big walk yesterday, since I wanted to save my strength for canoeing. Mason and I had yet to get out in the lake. When we did, it was the first time in a long time that Mason was in charge of steering. It took us a little time to figure out our rhythm, but once we got going we were amazing. We canoed out past the point to a part of Bearskin that Shawn and I call “capsize cove” thanks to a certain incident several years ago. There is a lovely beaver dam out in the cove. We fought the wind coming back, but it was actually fairly energizing.

An absolutely lovely day all told.

And, now…. More wildflowers for identification!

purple wildflower
A purple wildflower of some kind!


false lily of the valley
False lily-of-the-valley?
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What I've Read
All Systems Red by Martha Wells - Watching Murderbot the show with some friends led us into a discussion of differences between the show and the book, so I ended up re-listening to the book. It just keeps holding up - it's tightly written with a narrative voice that is just so clear and so dry and sometimes so scared - I love this book. I'm not sure where I land on the show exactly, but this did confirm that at least some of the plot differences are from the show removing the drones that SecUnit uses to see things remotely.

What I'm Reading
The City and the City by China Mieville - audiobook narrated by John Lee (not my fave but perfectly competent) - This is the first time I'm reading China Mieville after all the online awareness of the accusations and it's for a book club. The book does lean pretty well into the weirdness of the two cities arrangement - where you might have something pass in front of your eyes but you unsee it, because it's in a different city than the one you live in . It's a mureder mystery, so a lot of my final read will depend on how the story resolves

My Favorite Thing is Monsters Book 2 by Emil Ferris - still weird!

Hunting Toward Heartstill by Blackkat -about 45%
The Antarctica Conspiracy Derin Edala – slightly on hold.
The Ministry of time - on hold.
Someone you can build a nest in -on hold

What I'll Read Next
Star Trek: Lower Decks: Warp Your Own Way
The Tainted Cup
The Deep Dark

Track Changes
Alien Clay
Service Model
Someone You Can Build a Nest In
Monstress, Vol. 9: The Possessed
Navigational Entanglements
The Butcher of the Forest
The Practice, the Horizon, and the Chain
Speculative Whiteness: Science Fiction and the Alt-Right
The Brides of High Hill
The Tusks of Extinction
“Charting the Cliff: An Investigation into the 2023 Hugo Nomination Statistics”
“Signs of Life”
“By Salt, By Sea, By Light of Stars”
“The Brotherhood of Montague St. Video”
“Loneliness Universe”
“The 2023 Hugo Awards: A Report on Censorship and Exclusion”
“The Four Sisters Overlooking the Sea”
“Lake of Souls”
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What I read

Gail Godwin, Getting to Know Death: A Meditation (2024) - rather slight, one for the completist, which I suppose I am.

Robert Rodi, Bitch Goddess (2014): 'told entirely through interviews, e-mails, fan magazine puff pieces, film reviews, shooting scripts, greeting cards, extortion notes, and court depositions', the story of the star of a lot of dire B-movies who has a later-life move into soap-stardom. I hadn't read this one before and it was a lot of campy fun.

TC Parker, Tradwife (2024) - another of those mystery/thrillers which riffs off true-crime style investigation - somebody here I think mentioned it? - I thought it went a few narrative twists too far though was pretty readable up till then.

On the go

Apart from those, still ticking on with Upton Sinclair, Wide Is The Gate (Lanny Budd, #4), boy I am glad that I am reading these in e-form, because they must be monstrous great bricks otherwise. In this one he actually ventures back to Germany, his marriage starts to crumble, he continues his delicate dance between all the various opposed interests in his life while managing to get support to the anti-Nazi/Fascist cause, Spain is now in the picture, and I have just seen a passing mention to Earl Russell being sent down for his Reno divorce (that wasn't quite the story, but one can quite imagine that was what gossip might have made of it 30 years down the line).

Up next

New Literary Review.

The three books for the essay review.

I think more Robert Rodi might be a nice change of pace from Lanny's ordeals.

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