kaffyr: Alak and Stahma Tarr from Defiance (Alak and Stahma)
I Just Remembered ...

... that "Defiance" is well and truly cancelled.

Damn. No, really; damn

I loved that show. And every character - every one - on it. 

Bring it back, SyFy ... why won't you do what I want you to do,
right now??!!!!???!

*grumbles*
kaffyr: A cartoon dog ponders reality (Subjective pup)
Keeping Up with Keeping Up

Short, and probably not completely sweet:

The Hugos. Kudos to Noah Ward, and pointing and jeering (albeit, believe it or not, with a great deal of sadness) and the Sad and Rabids, who have been involved in a frothing and gnashing of teeth-type declarations that "Our Loss Proclaims Our Win!" and/or "Our Loss Proclaims that The Tiny Clique of Evil Anti-Democratic SJW's Somehow Gathered Enough Votes to Beat Us despite us asking everyone we could think of to game the system wait, that's right out, we did not say that" - or possibly both, because ... because Puppies. 

Stupidity in real life )Fun with coding, sort of )

And finally, I've started re-reading one of my favorite C.J. Cherryh series, the Chanur series. I had forgotten how much I loved all the characters, and the world-building; the hani, the mahe ... and, for providing really fascinating villains, the kif. And of course the methane breathers ... I'm into the fourth book and still loving it. 

So - how's by everyone else?

Also -
I promise I'll get back and respond to folks in earlier posts, and try to catch up with everyone else. 

Dept. of Umor

Sunday, 10 May 2015 11:47 am
kaffyr: (Lead laughing)
BAWWHAHAHAHAHAHA

For your reading pleasure: the Sad Puppies review books. 

With many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] james_nicoll for pointing me in that direction. 






Dept. of Defiance!

Friday, 8 August 2014 09:47 pm
kaffyr: Doc Yewl from Defiance (yewlyay)
So ... Defiance

This morning, I was going through my Twitter feed, as one does (and believe me, the idea today that I have a Twitter feed, and that I've been on it for almost precisely one year, is simultaneously amusing and horrifying), and I ran across a tweet that referenced a podcast from ... Slate? Yeah, I think it was Slate. And in the summary for the podcast was a comment that one of the podcasting bloggers wanted to talk about Defiance. And she mentioned her belief that, with the second season of Defiance, she was now watching a show of as high a quality as Battlestar Galactica.

As of tonight, having watched last week's Defiance, I'm thinking ... almost.

It's not there yet. It's got a football field's worth of way to go yet, as a matter of fact.

But.

But.

Damn me if it isn't getting there, surprisingly fast.

Also? Can I be the founding member of two new clubs? The Doc Yewl fan club, and the Datak and Rafe Road Show Appreciation Society? I can? Eeeexcellent.



kaffyr: Sapphire and Steel together (Sapphire and Steel)
Good, Challenging, and Confusing

It's about time, and inhuman personages of great but fluctuating powers, battling against incomprehensible dangers that are, again, largely time-connected, and about the results on humans caught in the wash of the battles, even when they are sometimes the cause of the battles.

Nope. Not Doctor Who.

Weird television show, ahoy! )

On abysses of understanding in TV skiffy )

Dept. of Television

Saturday, 21 June 2014 12:41 am
kaffyr: Alak and Stahma Tarr from Defiance (Alak and Stahma)
Defiance!

Yup. I forgot about it, and then I remembered, and then I watched E01S02, and (except for the weird videotape look of it, which I assume has something to do with HD and/or "We want it to look like the videogame") it was as good as I hoped it would be, and was afraid it wouldn't be, after the last season. Stahma is awesome, even if she's truly Bad News. And Datak is going to remember how to be the probably horrible, but still amazing, low-caste scrapper he was when Stahma fell for him. And Alak is going to have to learn how to be much tougher than he is.

(Hey, I like everyone else in the place, but the Tarrs are kind of my go-to faves. Oh, and Doc Yewl. And she's there, too. Waiting to school Datak.
kaffyr: Close-up of manual typewriter (Typewriter)
Weekend Roundup (includes 1 Kickstarter pimp)

It's been a few days since I last did anything but check desultorily on other folks' posts (oh, and post Chapter 22 of Hearts & Moons, which small victory I still feel I must trumpet, or at least flute.) When it came to other things, life kept getting in the way.  But at the end of this very long week, of which more, anon, I think I finally have the spoons to do some sort of catch-up.

First, thanks to everyone who commented on my entry to the spoken word meme fun. I had a lot of fun with it. I am also enjoying other peoples' words -  [personal profile] a_phoenixdragon , [personal profile] flowsoffire , [livejournal.com profile] eve11 and the delightful [personal profile] jjpor , whose chatty entry into the meme I'm enjoying a whole bunch. (I really should let him know that, no, going on at length isn't a bad thing, it's a good thing.)

I'm working on Chapter 23 of the aforementioned WIP o'doom ((c) eve11, I think), and feel good about that.

Work whinging )

Car whinge )

Shaggy dog. No, a real shaggy dog. )

Quick thoughts on two movies )

And finally, please, consider helping this Kickstarter campaignCrossed Genres is the kind of magazine I wish I'd been able to read back when the type of SF&F magazines ran the vast, diverse gamut from Analog to Isaac Asimov's. It champions diversity, it looks for quality writing, it's worth it. There are only three days to go on its campaign, and as I write this, they are about $3,400 away from their goal. There are a lot of good causes out there, and when you have a limited amount of money to give, the arts often have to give way to more immediate life-saving charities. But the arts save lives, too, so if you have an extra $5 or $10, think about helping this campaign beat the deadline.

kaffyr: A typical day in the BSG!verse (Frakkin' Watchtower)
I Should Have Known. There's BSG Alumni Involved.

So a frakkin' 11 month hiatus between the end of Season 1 of Defiance and Season 2?

I should have seen it coming.

Frakkin' bastards.



Dept. of Wiscon

Saturday, 25 May 2013 09:11 pm
kaffyr: Natasha Romanov, badass (Natasha turns)
Wiscon; A Kind of Real Report

The first day, and I am already saying "There's Too Much!" Which is kind of wonderful. So; what did you go to today, kaffyr? (ETA: this got so long, that I'm going over only one panel in this post. Christ, woman, you're not at work, you don't have to write a damned news story....)

Strong Vs. Kickass "Can the two ever be the same thing? Are they always the same thing? What characteristics make for a strong female character other than sheer physical strength? Does she have to be a genius or show her vulnerabilities in order to be fully fleshed out, or is it okay for a female character to merely be tough, witty, and attractive..."  Partial panel description.  Panelists, Rebecca Holden, Alex Bledsoe, Julia Dvorin, Holly McDowell and Caroline Pruett.

Oh, you're glad it's under a cut )

Dept. of Wiscon

Saturday, 25 May 2013 08:49 am
kaffyr: (Fandom is Free for Use of the Public)
Good Morning, Wiscon!

Well, we're here!

We took the long way up, per ljgeoff's suggestion, avoiding the highways and seeing a lot more lovely scenery. We took CasaKaffyr's little new Hyundai, who I must name (The Little Orange Darling seems to be looming large, but it's not quite right), and I took an inordinate delight in finding my way by guess and by gosh to the right route. I told [personal profile] ljgeoff  that her ability to live life as an adventure must be infecting me. I say that as someone whose sense of adventure is so vestigial as to be nonexistent; I always hate getting ready for trips because I never want to leave the house. The stair-stepping north and west from Chicago to Madison was oh, so worth it. We stopped in a little town to have some very late lunch - a town with a real town square. The sun was shining as we looked out the window and ate our reubens and our club sandwiches. The world was very good.

We got in, got settled in our lovely room, got registered, and even got to the opening ceremonies. Unfortunately, we didn't get to a couple of very interesting sessions I'd wanted to go to: a fanvid party, and a quiltbag TARDIS party. We were talking and chilling out after the drive, (it's wonderful to get to converse with [personal profile] a_phoenixdragon  in real life; she's funny, observant, kind, sardonic, opinionated, and articulate), but we realized we were tired. One thing we did do was make rather cruel fun of one description in the program book; the language veered from English into some vernacular born out of the benighted mating of marketing and academia. The worst of both worlds ensued: almost complete use of the passive voice, multiple-syllabilitis, which is totes a word, amirite, plus repeated nouning of adjectives. Gah.

I slept and had wonderfully colorful convention dreams. Today I'm looking at a plethora of panels, an embarrassment of riches that will force me to choose between two or three panels almost every hour. "Aging White Female" or "Fandom and the Male Gaze"? "Creating Religion" or "Avoiding Gender Essentialism"? The sercon fan in me is delighted!

But first, breakfast.

Dept. of Stuff

Tuesday, 14 May 2013 01:30 pm
kaffyr: (Dalek ballerina)
 So, In Summary ....
  • My cold is rich, bubbly, snotty and mucilaginous. Gah. And the knife-like cough has just gotten revved up. Yay. Under the cut )

Dept. of Passages

Tuesday, 26 February 2013 03:16 pm
kaffyr: Animated rain falls on the bathhouse from Spirited Away (Bath house in the rain)
 Goodbye

This has not been a good week for science fiction fandom.*

On Saturday, we lost Marilee Layman, [livejournal.com profile] mjlayman over on LJ. She was a brilliant woman who I first met in the early 1990s when I haunted the Usenet group rec.arts.sf.fandom, or RASFF to those of us who loved it. She was a retired engineer. She was a gifted beader, some of whose handiwork, including a tiny propeller jewelry pin made specifically for RASFF members, I still have. She had a lovely voice. She loved cats. Her personality shone on Usenet, and when I was lucky enough to meet her in person at Minicon, I saw that personality in three-D. She was full of practical kindnesses and shrewd observations of the world. She was also brave and stubborn, and she battled multiple health problems and crises throughout the time I knew her. She ultimately succumbed to one of them. Only a few days before she died, I "chatted" with her over on her LJ journal, talking about a health problem that, in retrospect, probably presaged her passing. I will miss her. 

And yesterday we lost Jan Howard Finder. He was known to many people in traditional science fiction fandom as "Wombat." He was also known for his charm, his infectious grin, his love of life, his unbelievable energy and his addiction to travel and to meeting people, making friends and pitching in; to conventions, to auctions, to masquerades, to so much more. I met him at my first Boskone, back in *thinks* 1978. He helped rescue me from a stupid situation into which I'd gotten myself and became, for a brief time, the kind of close friend I needed. He, too, was a practical, level-headed person whose overwhelming kindness made it possible for him to gently tell someone that they needed to shape up, without hurting any feelings. I will always be grateful to him for what he gave me all those years ago even though, the world being what it is, and I being who I am, I let the friendship drift. Most recently we exchanged a line or two every couple of years, by holiday card or, most recently, on Facebook. Over on Facebook, the tributes are pouring in, as they should, with memories of his inveterate travels, especially his Antipodean ones, of his adventures, of his entire life. I wish I had not lost touch with him; I will miss him. 

Earlier, I said it had been a bad week for fandom. I misspoke. The world is a poorer place for losing Marilee and Jan.


* By science fiction fandom, I mean that sub-set of a sub-set of literary science fiction readers, the tiny society of SF and fantasy lovers that first bloomed in the late twenties and early thirties of the last century, that became a tiny world of triumphs and tragedies, relationships, magazines, cultural references and in-jokes, burgeoning creativity, love and friendship, and that welcomed the misfits like me. Although I gafiated for various reasons in the first decade of this century, and although I am now very happy in my even tinier subset of online media-and-fanfic-focused fandom, I will never leave that tribe. Marilee and Jan were part of that family. 
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Bennie's Tights)
Because Jae is Awesomesauce

A few weeks ago, I was chatting online with my delightful New York friend
[livejournal.com profile] lyricalviolet. Talk got around to tee-shirts as these things do, and SciFi SyFy and, eventually, to SyFy SciFi tee-shirts - again, as these things do. And it turned out that she was able to show me, again online, a Sharktopus* tee-shirt. Well! I made sounds of yearning because - Sharktopus!!! - little thinking that my idle yearning might be satisfied.

[livejournal.com profile] lyricalviolet, however, is, as I believe I have mentioned, awesomesauce. And less than two weeks later, my very own Sharktopus tee-shirt arrived by UPS.

All my munificent friend asked in return was that I post a picture of myself, wearing said Sharktopus tee, and it's my extreme pleasure to do so now.  (Also, note the hat - that's my birthday hat from BB, because he, too, is awesomesauce, as I believe I have, upon previous occasions, mentioned.)

This cut saves eyes. )



*What, you don't know Sharktopus? It's almost the zenith of SciFi SyFy Skiffy's cheesealicious movie-making art, perhaps coming near to the glory that was Mansquito. And it may be better than Mansquito, because it has Eric Roberts in it. The Master! The Master who stole Dr. Strange's wardrobe and did awful things to Paul McGann! What could possibly be better than Eric Roberts in a movie about a combination shark and octopus? Answer? I don't know because there's no way in hell I'd watch this mess, but I will treasure  it because ... shark! Octopus! Eric Roberts!


kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Bennie's Tights)
Because Jae is Awesomesauce

A few weeks ago, I was chatting online with my delightful New York friend
[livejournal.com profile] lyricalviolet. Talk got around to tee-shirts as these things do, and SciFi SyFy and, eventually, to SyFy SciFi tee-shirts - again, as these things do. And it turned out that she was able to show me, again online, a Sharktopus* tee-shirt. Well! I made sounds of yearning because - Sharktopus!!! - little thinking that my idle yearning might be satisfied.

[livejournal.com profile] lyricalviolet, however, is, as I believe I have mentioned, awesomesauce. And less than two weeks later, my very own Sharktopus tee-shirt arrived by UPS.

All my munificent friend asked in return was that I post a picture of myself, wearing said Sharktopus tee, and it's my extreme pleasure to do so now.  (Also, note the hat - that's my birthday hat from BB, because he, too, is awesomesauce, as I believe I have, upon previous occasions, mentioned.)

This cut saves eyes. )



*What, you don't know Sharktopus? It's almost the zenith of SciFi SyFy Skiffy's cheesealicious movie-making art, perhaps coming near to the glory that was Mansquito. And it may be better than Mansquito, because it has Eric Roberts in it. The Master! The Master who stole Dr. Strange's wardrobe and did awful things to Paul McGann! What could possibly be better than Eric Roberts in a movie about a combination shark and octopus? Answer? I don't know because there's no way in hell I'd watch this mess, but I will treasure  it because ... shark! Octopus! Eric Roberts!


kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Ice and the stars)
Welcome Home

 
I learned the truth at seventeen )
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Ice and the stars)
Welcome Home

 
I learned the truth at seventeen )
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (TARDIS loves)
Braiinz, Bones and Detritus

It's been a very slow day, largely because BB and I stayed up too late to watched "I Walked With a Zombie" on Turner Classic Movies last night this morning. I suppose I should have gone to bed at 3 a.m. before the rather surprisingly good movie captured my attention.  We staggered to bed at 4 a.m., awakened at 12:30 a.m. and I worked on a story for work for the rest of the afternoon, fighting off extreme achiness while I did. No housework or other tasks done, but I'm not guilt-stricken.

(The movie is really quite good, barring some unpleasant cultural and "benign" racism Fail that sadly seems to Come With the Territory in 1943 movies. And it has some really strikingly creepy, nay, frightening, images, like the one I'll hide under a cut at the bottom. Has anyone else watched the film? What did you think of it?)

Anyhow, since I'm about to take a hot shower and more painkillers before we watched Doctor Who (w00t!!1!), I'll leave you with these two other links.

First, because I'm a fan of rhinos (one of who once upon a metaphorical time ate my nose,  another story entirely from the tale of how he got his skin oh Best Beloved): The Oldest Wooly Rhinocerous Found.

Second, because I am definitely a skiffy geek, a science geek, and an anime geek (a point that is relevant because my love of the series "Planetes" immediately made me think of it when I read the piece — "They need Half-Section!" said I,)  this story: Space Debris at 'Tipping Point.'

And now, off to ablute, get painless and hide behind the sofa.

Oh, right. The Image Under the Cut

Really, don't click if you don't want to jump out of your skin )
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (TARDIS loves)
Braiinz, Bones and Detritus

It's been a very slow day, largely because BB and I stayed up too late to watched "I Walked With a Zombie" on Turner Classic Movies last night this morning. I suppose I should have gone to bed at 3 a.m. before the rather surprisingly good movie captured my attention.  We staggered to bed at 4 a.m., awakened at 12:30 a.m. and I worked on a story for work for the rest of the afternoon, fighting off extreme achiness while I did. No housework or other tasks done, but I'm not guilt-stricken.

(The movie is really quite good, barring some unpleasant cultural and "benign" racism Fail that sadly seems to Come With the Territory in 1943 movies. And it has some really strikingly creepy, nay, frightening, images, like the one I'll hide under a cut at the bottom. Has anyone else watched the film? What did you think of it?)

Anyhow, since I'm about to take a hot shower and more painkillers before we watched Doctor Who (w00t!!1!), I'll leave you with these two other links.

First, because I'm a fan of rhinos (one of who once upon a metaphorical time ate my nose,  another story entirely from the tale of how he got his skin oh Best Beloved): The Oldest Wooly Rhinocerous Found.

Second, because I am definitely a skiffy geek, a science geek, and an anime geek (a point that is relevant because my love of the series "Planetes" immediately made me think of it when I read the piece — "They need Half-Section!" said I,)  this story: Space Debris at 'Tipping Point.'

And now, off to ablute, get painless and hide behind the sofa.

Oh, right. The Image Under the Cut

Really, don't click if you don't want to jump out of your skin )
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (cracked TARDIS)
Meandering Monday

or: Several Things Make Some Sort of Post. Probably



  • First off, I'm not certain I like the new rich text set up,  For one thing, it doesn't seem to want to put bullets where I want them to go, without a lot of foofaraw. For another, it doesn't seem to have the indent feature which I occasionally enjoyed. Still, I can't be certain that my wariness may not simply be my "we fear change" reaction to anything.


  • Secondly, and of far more import chez Casakaffyr, the incredible BB has successfully swapped out the motherboard on his desktop. There are a few things left to do, but he did it! That has allowed him to return to the computer he obviously missed (he's not a fan of my laptop screen, and of course, his 'puter has a more bells and whistles, moulded to his particular tastes. I'm particularly proud of him, because he had confessed to a few qualms before embarking on the job. As he put it, he's become proficient with fiddling around software, but this was his first major hardware task. He approached it as he does everything he deems to be a challenge: a lot of research, study and prep work and — voila! — success!!! He really is brilliant, you know.


  • I love living in the future; I got to watch the Hugo Awards ceremony online last night, and cheer for [livejournal.com profile] rarelylynne and her co-conspirator [livejournal.com profile] taraoshea as they won the Best Hugo for a Related Work for "Chicks Dig Time Lords" - w00t!!1! If you haven't had a chance to read this very neat Whoish omnibus, find it; there will definitely be something in there for you to enjoy! And as for the ceremony, I was tickled to be able to watch everything (especially the inimitable Robert Silverberg as the wittiest. presenter. ever.) It's the first time I've been able to attend the Hugo ceremony since 1979, in Brighton. Ah, the days of my vanished fannish youth ....


  • (Yeah, the bullet function sucks now. Officially. But it is just a little thing.


  • And finally, I've just started listening to this band, Tinariwen, thanks to YouTube featuring them (see? YouTube can be more than puppies in tutus and the single worst generator of trollish comments on Teh Intarwebz. Seriously. I've started breaking out in hives when I read most of the comment streams for anything except fanvids.)  Tinariwen is hypnotic, evocative, and really good. This is apparently off their new album, and I love it. If you like things in minor keys, or modal stuff, you might like it, too.














kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (cracked TARDIS)
Meandering Monday

or: Several Things Make Some Sort of Post. Probably



  • First off, I'm not certain I like the new rich text set up,  For one thing, it doesn't seem to want to put bullets where I want them to go, without a lot of foofaraw. For another, it doesn't seem to have the indent feature which I occasionally enjoyed. Still, I can't be certain that my wariness may not simply be my "we fear change" reaction to anything.


  • Secondly, and of far more import chez Casakaffyr, the incredible BB has successfully swapped out the motherboard on his desktop. There are a few things left to do, but he did it! That has allowed him to return to the computer he obviously missed (he's not a fan of my laptop screen, and of course, his 'puter has a more bells and whistles, moulded to his particular tastes. I'm particularly proud of him, because he had confessed to a few qualms before embarking on the job. As he put it, he's become proficient with fiddling around software, but this was his first major hardware task. He approached it as he does everything he deems to be a challenge: a lot of research, study and prep work and — voila! — success!!! He really is brilliant, you know.


  • I love living in the future; I got to watch the Hugo Awards ceremony online last night, and cheer for [livejournal.com profile] rarelylynne and her co-conspirator [livejournal.com profile] taraoshea as they won the Best Hugo for a Related Work for "Chicks Dig Time Lords" - w00t!!1! If you haven't had a chance to read this very neat Whoish omnibus, find it; there will definitely be something in there for you to enjoy! And as for the ceremony, I was tickled to be able to watch everything (especially the inimitable Robert Silverberg as the wittiest. presenter. ever.) It's the first time I've been able to attend the Hugo ceremony since 1979, in Brighton. Ah, the days of my vanished fannish youth ....


  • (Yeah, the bullet function sucks now. Officially. But it is just a little thing.


  • And finally, I've just started listening to this band, Tinariwen, thanks to YouTube featuring them (see? YouTube can be more than puppies in tutus and the single worst generator of trollish comments on Teh Intarwebz. Seriously. I've started breaking out in hives when I read most of the comment streams for anything except fanvids.)  Tinariwen is hypnotic, evocative, and really good. This is apparently off their new album, and I love it. If you like things in minor keys, or modal stuff, you might like it, too.














kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Teal'c dances)
I Appear to Be ...

... going to Wiscon, courtesy of the indefatigable and demonstrably insane [livejournal.com profile] ljgeoff . She is a wonder of nature - something I already suspected before now, and know now with breathtaking certainty - and is even now making her way to my place to crash before we had from Chicago to Madison in the morning.

This is, mind you, after she drove from Michigan to Chicago to Madison once today, in order to handle the scheduling needs of another Wiscon-bound friend. After which she Turned Around And Came Back. To get me.

*croggle*

So ... my first full con in *thinks back* eight years. The last one was Minicon.

I've never been to Wiscon, but I think I'll know some of y'all there. I'll be on the lookout. I'll also be in the audience, cheering [livejournal.com profile] ljgeoff  and [livejournal.com profile] rarelylynne  at their Dr. Who-oriented panel. And doing, you know, con stuff. On a teeeeeeny-tiny budget. And I think I'm going to like it.

Fandom ... yeah, it's a way of life, even after all this time. Heh.
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Teal'c dances)
I Appear to Be ...

... going to Wiscon, courtesy of the indefatigable and demonstrably insane [livejournal.com profile] ljgeoff . She is a wonder of nature - something I already suspected before now, and know now with breathtaking certainty - and is even now making her way to my place to crash before we had from Chicago to Madison in the morning.

This is, mind you, after she drove from Michigan to Chicago to Madison once today, in order to handle the scheduling needs of another Wiscon-bound friend. After which she Turned Around And Came Back. To get me.

*croggle*

So ... my first full con in *thinks back* eight years. The last one was Minicon.

I've never been to Wiscon, but I think I'll know some of y'all there. I'll be on the lookout. I'll also be in the audience, cheering [livejournal.com profile] ljgeoff  and [livejournal.com profile] rarelylynne  at their Dr. Who-oriented panel. And doing, you know, con stuff. On a teeeeeeny-tiny budget. And I think I'm going to like it.

Fandom ... yeah, it's a way of life, even after all this time. Heh.
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (catwins)
The Past Is Another Country
And the remarkable [livejournal.com profile] amberite  has meditated on that, and on how that country is always changing - and what that could mean in terms of Steampunk. Go, you, and read it, because I think it's impressively close to spot on.

(I find it interesting that I'm typing these words as I watch an Argentine documentary on the discovery of an almost complete copy, long thought nonexistent, of Fritz Lang's Metropolis.)
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (catwins)
The Past Is Another Country
And the remarkable [livejournal.com profile] amberite  has meditated on that, and on how that country is always changing - and what that could mean in terms of Steampunk. Go, you, and read it, because I think it's impressively close to spot on.

(I find it interesting that I'm typing these words as I watch an Argentine documentary on the discovery of an almost complete copy, long thought nonexistent, of Fritz Lang's Metropolis.)
kaffyr: The TARDIS at Giverny (TARDIS at Giverny)
Steven and Russell and How to Make Jewelry

There are two necklaces on the table before you. The first is the one that catches your eye. It's an intricate piece, with chased silver worked into cunning frames for colorful faceted gemstones, gorgeous things that refract and reflect all the available light. The strand holding this confection together is so delicate that it almost seems to disappear when held against that light. You turn your eyes to the other necklace. It is less appealing; several pewter ovals with serviceable engravings of nice images, perhaps flowers or birds, together on a sturdy chain with a solid clasp.

You pick up the first, and the chain breaks. The lovely chased silver settings hit the floor, and you discover their stones were loose to begin with. They are dashed free of the metal and, when some of them shatter against the floor you realize they weren't really stones, at least not all of them. Some were just glass. You sigh, and pick up the pewter necklace, put it around your neck, and are grateful for the sturdy chain and strong clasp, and the pewter? Well, it grows warm against your skin, and the dull gleam of it is somehow homey. It'll do.

Which would you have? The cleverly-made one that falls apart and may not be quite as cleverly-made as you thought at first? Or the sturdy pewter piece that isn't artistry at all, just adequate craft, but which holds together, which will do while you search for something truly beautiful? (Because after all, neither one is really right, eh?)

It gets a bit byzantine under the cut. )

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