Tuesday, June 7, 2022

I was really kind of hoping to never have to do this

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Longtime readers are doubtless already aware of my tendency to be wildly overambitious in setting my annual goals. This is intentional - failure doesn't really bother me, and feeling like I'm behind does motivate me. I also have this tendency to go "But what if...more productive?" so I'm more likely to make time to, say, play video games, if I have an unreasonably high goal for reading and writing, but a more reasonable one for video games, than I am if I just set a reasonable goal for reading and writing, meet it, and then play video games at my own discretion. 

But I have officially out-overambitioused myself on one of my goals this year: fanfiction chapters. In August and September, I was starting several new fics, and first chapters are just inherently faster than subsequent chapters. As someone who has started and abandoned a lot of novels over the years, I'm very good at writing the first chapters of things, and the first chapters of fanfiction, at least the way I do it, tend to be driven by sudden inspiration or a similarly urgent impetus, and short enough that they're done and posted before that initial spark runs out. In any project, you eventually reach a place where going farther takes you into the realm of things you don't already know how to do. The work gets harder, and therefore slower, and if some of the story is already out in the world, you're doing it while carrying the weight of continuity and reader expectations. Winds of Winter syndrome comes for us all eventually, is what I'm saying. 
 
Anyway, as it turns out, when I'm not mostly writing first chapters, putting out one chapter approximately every two weeks is not just unrealistic but laughably unrealistic. Trying to get even close is interfering with my other work, far more than my too-high blog post goal last year ever did. So we're not going to do that. It may take a couple days for everything to be updated in all the places, but this is the official announcement that we are reducing the Fanfiction goal from 25 chapters this year to 12. This is not expected to have any meaningful impact on the rate of release for The Dragon's Peace, New Life Has Lumps In It, or the Stepin Gaidin series. 
 
Until next time, be gay, do crimes, and read All The Things! 

Wednesday, May 25, 2022

Wheel of Time Reread - The Eye Of the World Chapter 2

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Six member of the village council, counting Tam and Bran are already sitting in the common room of the Winespring when Rand and Mat bring the first barrels in. And I must start out with a small correction: in part 2 of my discussion of Chapter 1, I referred to Jon Thane as the cabinetmaker and and Samel Crawe as the miller - neither of those is accurate, and I honestly don't know how I got turned around on this. Jon Thane is the miller, and Master Aydaer, no first name provided, is the cabinetmaker, and Samel Crawe's profession is not specified. Sorry about that. In any case. There they all are, silent and presumably worried, worry being the common occupation of village councils in the Two Rivers these days. Here, we meet Scratch, one of only a few named cats in the series. He's described here as "yellow", which isn't really a color cats come in. Cats have basically three coat colors: black, red (orange/ginger), and white. Every color is a version of one of those. Black has two rarer variants, chocolate and cinnamon, and all non-white colors have a dilute: blue (dilute black), lilac (dilute chocolate), fawn (dilute cinnamon), and cream (dilute red). Everything else is down to how the color genes interact with each other and with the ones for patterns - most of the brown on cats, including the stripes on a brown tabby and the ears and tail of a seal-point Siamese, are interactions of this sort, the way one or more pattern genes "interpret" these colors. (There is also the "dilute variant" gene, but that's not likely to just show up.) My guess is that Scratch here is either fawn or cream, although "yellow" may just be a regional construction of red/ginger. 

We're introduced here, briefly, to Jon Thane the miller, who isn't really gonna matter going forward, and to Haral Luhan, who is. Both of them look at Mat and Rand coming in, although Rand doesn't know why, and when he slows down, Mat kicks him. Apparently Master Luhan knows, or as good as, that Mat was the one who told several of the younger boys, including Ewin Finnegar (that's two "John" variants so far, for those keeping score) that some farmers had seen "ghost hounds" in the area, white and breathing fire, and then floured two of the Luhan's dogs and set them loose. The dogs ran straight home, of course, filling the Luhan's house with flour. I note here, as the boys apparently do not, that this was incredibly dangerous. Flour, suspended in the air in any quantity, has a tendency to explode if ignited, not a situation you want in a house with a forge attached. Likely, this very real risk is why the formidable Alsbet Luhan responded by chasing her husband out of the house with a broom. Very little short of what would get The Man Who Attends Council Meetings In His Apron to stop working until the flour could settle or be cleared out, and the risk of explosion reduced to an acceptable level. 

Marin al'Vere appears with a tray of crusty bread, cheese, and pickles. Pickled what, I'm not sure. Most vegetables can be pickled, so our strongest candidates here, based on what vegetables we know are grown in the Two Rivers, are peas, beans, or beats. There is also cabbage, so this could be sauerkraut, but I would expect that to be "pickled cabbage", or even "pickle" as an uncountable noun, rather than "pickles" plural. Unless perhaps they're removing the immature heads as soon as they start to form and pickling those. Or if "cabbage" is a broader term here, and some of what's called "cabbage" throughout the series is actually Brussels sprouts. In any case, they seem unlikely to be pickled cucumbers, since as far as I can recall, cucumbers do not appear anywhere in the series. 

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Apparently Mistress al'Vere is one of the only women in the Two Rivers who doesn't try to "play matchmaker" with Tam or Rand, even if she sometimes seems like she might like to with Rand. This is interesting, given that I don't think "matchmaker" is a role or job that's confirmed to exist anywhere in this setting, although it almost certainly does among the Seanchan, since they have both "breeding books" and customs for marriage in absentia, potentially allowing people to marry before they meet each other. The Andoran nobility practice arranged marriage, and the wording of the Dragon's Peace suggests that this may be a thing among a lot of the royalty and nobility, but I don't think they use matchmakers either. At a guess, and this is a guess, Rand may know about matchmakers from the description of the Sharans in The Travels of Jain Farstrider, whose channeler breeding program, if it's described to us accurately, must require some kind of coordination. 

The cider, ale, and brandy in the cellar of the winespring are virtually all local, and some of the latter two made by Bran himself. I don't know whether "ale" refers here to warm-fermented beer or to beer made without hops. There is hopped beer in Wheel of Time, it's mentioned once, in Winter's Heart, and not all beer in this setting is ale. The cool-temperate climate and high-enough-for-wetlands water table of the Two Rivers means that a person so inclined could grow hops, although it's susceptible to late frost and might not be doing great this year. If our Two Rivers ale is unhopped, it opens up some interesting questions about what bittering agents they use in the gruit. Most of the real world herbs used for this don't appear in Wheel of Time, not even the relatively fantasy-common yarrow and heather, although ground ivy, unaccountably, does - Nynaeve uses it in a healing salve. Perhaps boiled catfern and powdered mavinsleaf play a role. Occasionally, peddlers bring in ale or brandy from other places, but it's expensive, and generally not as good, so Bran doesn't bother with it. He does, however, buy wine, and the wine barrels in the cellar are marked with the year they were purchased, what peddler he got them from, and in what city they were made. That the wine doesn't come with any of this information already on the container suggests to me that this setting does not have a whole lot in the way of what you might call wine culture, as does Rand, at least, not having the word "vintage". Bran's notes reflect an awareness that not all wine is created equal, but there don't seem to be many social structures, or much vocabulary, around it. 

When they come back upstairs, the six Village Council members present have gone from sitting around awkwardly to serious conversation. Tam is talking too quietly for Mat and Rand to hear, and everyone else is listening. Once again, Rand wants to stop and listen, but Mat it still hoping to avoid Master Luhan's attention if he can, and in any case Mistress al'Vere left tehm a tray in the call, with honey cakes and mulled cider. 

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No sooner have they got the last of the casks put away, then Ewin Finnegar rushes into the cellar to  announce that there are strangers in town. Mat and Rand naturally assume the worst, and start tripping over each other asking questions to determine whether it was the myrddraal. Instead, we get our first description of a Warder's color-shifting, camouflaging cloak, as well as the sky blue one of a newly introduced and as-yet unspecified "her" - Moiraine, of course. In some ways, this brief description of Lan and Moiraine's outerwear perfectly captures the liminal space in which the early Wheel of Time books exist. The Warder's cloak has its origins in the cloaks of Lorien, given to the Fellowiship in The Lord of the Rings, and has successors in at least two series about wizards named Harry, one of which I have a whole reread series about, and the other of which will not be mentioned by name here in the forseeable future. In one, the camouflaging properties are escalated to true invisibility, while in the other they are merely grey, impervious to bloodstains, and worn by Wardens rather than Warders. Moiraine's sky blue cloak has a similar source, tracing its literary origins at least as far back as the sky blue hood of Thorin Oakenshield, son of Thrain, son of Thror, King under the Mountain. But as best I can tell, hers bore no successors, save perhaps a distant echo in Briar Moss's offer to have Sandry make his dying friend Flick a cape to match the sky blue hat she stole, and since it doesn't function there as a symbol of status or importance, even that faint trace may not mean anything. That was in March of 2000, 1 year and 9 months before the first of the Peter Jackson Lord of the Rings movies, which I think may have fundamentally altered the relationship fantasy had to Tolkein's work. The movies' starting with Fellowship, rather than with The Hobbit, and indeed not getting to The Hobbit at all until 2012, centered the Lord of the Rings trilogy in a way that absolutely was not the case previously. (Not to say that it wasn't centered before that - it definitely was, but not anything like so drastically.)

Mat actually already knew the strangers were there, but he got sidetracked before he could tell Rand about it. He adds that Lan wears his sword like it's part of his body, and corroborates Ewin's report that Moiraine looks like a highborn lady. He also enthuses about the height and quality of their horses, which is the beginning of establishing Mat's interest in and knowledge of horses as something that sets him apart from the other two Two Rivers boys. Is Mat basically just a horse girl? I mean, kinda, yeah. Is this the first piece of evidence that Matrim Cauthon is perhaps something other than a cis man? Well, you have to want it, but I certainly think so. 

Rand is deeply confused as to what strangers would be doing in Emond's Field. Apparently they haven't had  a stranger here in about five years, and that was just some guy trying to escape some unspecified trouble in Baerlon. Now, suddenly, they've got somewhere between two and four, depending on whether you count the gleeman, and whether, as Rand darkly considers, Lan's color-shifting cloak ever turns black. Of interest here is the distinction Rand makes between strangers and outsiders. The merchants and peddlers mostly come every year, they're known, and so while they're outsiders, they're in a different category from strangers like Lan, Moiraine, and the mysterious hooded figure. The gleeman doesn't quite seem to be in either category - he hasn't been here before, and isn't likely to be again, but maybe the fact that his presence is an event, more along the lines of the fireworks than a real person, or the fact that he was invited, changes things. 

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Highly novelty seeking Mat, meanwhile, is mostly just excited. Between the strangers, the gleeman, and the promised fireworks, this is going to be the best Bel Tine ever. Although Nynaeve already does not like Moiraine. Moiraine called her "child" before realizing she was the Wisdom, and even after she apologized, Nynaeve answered her questions about how old people were, and how long they'd lived where they live, with an expression like she'd bitten into an unripe sweetberry. Fewer plants are called "sweetberry" than I would have expected. Both plants bearing this name, Viburnum lentago (better known as nannyberry, sheepberry, or sweet viburnum) and Lonicera caerulea (sweetberry honeysuckle) seem to have earned the epithet "sweetberry" by bearing fruit edible to humans while belonging to geni (genuses?) that mostly don't. The honeysuckle has a longer and more consistent history of use by humans, and is therefore the stronger candidate, but I do sort of hope for the viburnum. In addition to its being called "sheepberry", its status as a cold and drought tolerant survival food, and its history of use as a medicinal plant or tonic gives it that Two Rivers feel. 

By the time they get back upstairs, the entire Village Council is in the common room of the inn, listening to something Bran is saying. I note here that Abel Cauthon does not seem to be among them. Virtually every other named adult man in Emonds Field, excepting the Coplins and Congars, seems to be on the Village Council, but not him. Not Perrin's father either, technically, but not only does he live a ways out, Perrin's parents are not, narratively peaking, really his parents, the Luhans are, and they aren't named in this book in any case. The Coplins and Congars are, of course, known to be useless complainers and a general pain in everyone's butts. Abel Cauthon's absence from the Council may, therefore, imply something similar about him, lending credence to the way he's presented in the show, especially given that his characterization in the books is scanty at best. 

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They're back outside and wondering if the Gleeman is ever going to wake up, when Rand feels someone watching him. He looks around and sees a raven perched on a nearby roof, and it's looking at him. Rand and Mat throw rocks at it, virtually in unison, and it sidesteps them in a decidedly unbirdlike manner. It doesn't fly away until Moiraine comes up behind them and observes that ravens aren't to be trusted, startling the shit out of Rand, Mat, and the bird. They all take a minute to watch it fly away, and then Rand turns around and we get our first description of Aes Sedai agelessness. It's a bit odd that neither Mat nor Ewin mentioned this, but we've already seen from the discussion of the Myrddraal in Chapter 1, and the more recent conversation in the cellar, that Mat dislikes trying to describe things when he doesn't have good words for them, and Ewin is excitable enough that he might not have noticed.We also get our first of many descriptions of dresses. Unlike the description of agelessness, this one is actually somewhat less detailed than many of those that follow, but we nonetheless learn quite a lot about her sky blue velvet cloak, with its silver embroidery of leaves and vines, and her blue dress slashed with cream, the stone dangling over her forehead, and quite a lot of gold jewelry. Rand observes that the dress "seemed to shimmer" but is unable to attribute a cause to this. I don't think he's ever actually seen silk before, which raises the question of where he's seen velvet, since he has no trouble identifying that. He also accurately identifies the Great Serpent ring, "an even older symbol for eternity than the Wheel of Time", but does not realize its significance. 

After a round of dazzlingly awkward introductions, Moiraine says that she might need some small tasks done while she's in Emond's Field, and hands out coins to Rand, Mat, and Ewin. Ewin got a silver penny, while Mat and Rand get silver Tar Valon marks (although the boys don't recognize them beyond "high value silver coin"), the first indication we get that Moiraine is aware of anything special or unusual about these two kids in particular. These are, of course, also the coins she uses to keep track of them, and handing them out as soon as possible is a sensible precaution against unforeseen separation, but I am wondering now what Moiraine's original plan was. Moiraine always has a plan, and it's usually a pretty good one (except in New Spring), it just gets disrupted by the Shadow doing something she didn't see coming. She must, by definition, have been telling the truth about maybe needing someone to run errands for her. So what was the plan? How, when she laid this out all pretty and careful in her head, was this going to go? Show up, and tracking devices to all the plausible candidates, and then narrow it down by asking people for their family history under the guise of "Oh, Manetheren is just so interesting" until she figures out which one is the Dragon Reborn, I guess (a project she would have completed, incidentally, if Nynaeve hadn't lied to her about whether anyone was born outside of Emond's Field), and then...what? Presumably she can't just leave him there. Given how long it took her to tell the boys what was really going on, I can't imagine she intended to say "Surprise, you're the Dragon Reborn! Now come along to the White Tower." It must have been immensely frustrating when she realized that the Dragon Reborn was now old enough that he would need to persuade him to leave, rather than his mother. I've been trying to figure out what Three Oaths compatible half-truth she would use, and I suspect the more workable option would be "The Amyrlin Seat wants to see you." It's true, it's simple, it isn't something you can legitimately question, and even Rand "If you move to the next town over we will never see each other again" al'Thor isn't going to refuse. No one refuses a summons from the Amyrlin Seat. 

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When Rand asks, as politely as he can manage, what she's doing here, she says that she's always been interested in Manetheren ("this place you call the Two Rivers). Given that I have personally read canonical descriptions of Moiraine not paying attention in history class, I'm not sure how the The Oaths let her get away with this one, but I suppose it's possible that at some point she took and interest in Tetsuan and Eldrene, especially after Siuan took the stole, given that their rivalry is a dark mirror of her friendship with Siuan). (Two girls, unusually strong and more or less equally matched in the one power, one nobility and the other working class, arrive at the Tower very close together. The working class one becomes Amyrlin. Egwene's friendship with Elayne is, of course, a closer parallel, since Egwene, y'know, explodes, but I think that actually reinforces Siuan and Moiraine's relevance. Plainly, however Tetsuan and Eldrene's story was supposed to go, the pattern is gearing up to tell it again, and it's tried casting two pairs of girls, at least, without finding exactly what it needed. This, and similar parallels, will be discussed more in a later post). The similarities would not be lost on Moiraine, and it would be consistent with her established skills set and characterization to look into the matter.

Moiraine turns to go, and we finally get a description of Lan. This...pretty well established the way the story as a whole handles Warders - not worth mentioning as long as their Aes Sedai is in the scene. The only really noteworthy thing here is that the hadori is not described a braided. We do get some foreshadowing here, as Ewin opines that Lan must be a warder, and Mat dismisses the idea since Warders are always up in the Blight, fighting trollocs, and do we have trollocs in the Two Rivers? No, we have sheep. This is the first appearance of the words"Warder" or "trolloc", although we get very little on what a Warder is (no mention of Aes Sedai so far), and none at all on trollocs. But of course, we're about to have trollocs in the Two Rivers, now aren't we? Even if neither Our Heroes nor a first time reader have any reason to suspect it. 

The boys finally look at the coins they're holding, and notice an instinct not to spend them. A pity, since the peddler's wagon has just arrived. 

Thursday, May 12, 2022

Dresden Files Reread - Fool Moon Chapter 30

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Harry tries to retreat deeper into the trees, but Denton, who apparently has preternaturally good hearing on top of every damn thing else, immediately notices and orders the hexenwulfen to fan out and find him. Harry bolts, firing his gun into the air a couple times to startle and confuse them, then hides until they pass him in the dark and manages to get ahold of Denton.

He tells Denton to drop the gun, and then unclips his belt. At Harry's instruction, Denton orders his people back out of the woods. This, incidentally, is the point at which I remembered that Dresden's "ace in the hole" from two chapters ago is the wolf belt he took off Harris two chapters before that. 

When Benn, Wilson, and Harris have all confirmed that they're once again back in the open, Harry comes out as well, using Denton as a shield. He gives them the same instructions: guns down, belts off. Benn threatens Harry, "I'll rip your throat out", etc. Harris taunts her about this, for what reason I have no earthly idea, and then tells Harry that he won't really shoot them, that he doesn't have the guts. Denton tells both of them to shut up and comply, which Harry naturally finds suspicious. And shortly thereafter, those suspicions are confirmed when he tells Wilson and Harris to go back into the woods and bring something out. He notes that Harry can't shoot them without taking the gun off Denton. It doesn't seem to occur to either of them that he could shoot Denton and then Wilson and Harris - none of them are armed. I guess Benn might, were that to happen, try the whole "tear your throat out" thing, but it's hardly a foregone conclusion. But Harry isn't thinking the clearest right now, and if Denton realizes, he understandably keeps it to himself. Harry, instead, starts poking at Denton's motives, trying to get him to see reason. Denton lists the same basic motivations that Harris did, including "I had the power, and the responsibility to use it". Harry feels just as uncomfortable when Denton says this as when Harris did, and there's no acknowledgement that he's had almost this exact conversation before, leading me to suspect that either Dresden or Jim Butcher forgot the substance of the earlier interrogation, especially since he doesn't ask any of the things that Harris said only Denton knew, like where they got the belts. Might have found out about the Black Council like ten books earlier if Harry could have kept his head together. I really, really want to believe that Jim Butcher chose to have Harry miss this opportunity, but if he did, the amount that's repeated between the two conversations makes for very poor execution, which combined with earlier evidence that Fool Moon was not fully cleaned up after a fairly major rewrite, suggests that we are, in fact, standing on the corner of Shot Out of Order and Author Forgot. 

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At least Harry does get Denton to confirm that the idea was for the Streetwolves to take the fall for Marcone's murder in from of the mortal authorities, while MacFinn would do the same for the White Council. Solid plan, if a bit intricate, and I think it's the first time we see the "dual fall guy" technique in this series. The more Dresden pokes, the more Denton talks about "necessary sacrifices". He says it repeatedly, to an extent that makes me wonder if it wasn't put in his head by whoever gave him the belts. It's his response when Harry points out that the other members of Denton's team, especially Benn, are deteriorating, and asks if she was always like this. And he says it again when Harris and Wilson bring Murphy, bound and gagged, out of the woods where they were apparently keeping her. (As much as it didn't work, I do want to note  the validity of appealing to Denton's alpha instincts here, his demonstrated desire to protect and care for the rest of his team). 

Denton elbows Harry in the stomach, hits him in the threat, and then explains that if he doesn't come quietly, Murphy will die and Harry will be framed for the murder. Denton will huff, and puff, and blow Dresden's house in. 



Sunday, April 3, 2022

A Preliminary And Somewhat Abbreviated Version Of My Thoughts On the Question Of the First Science Fiction

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The following is taken from a Facebook comment I had occasion to make earlier this evening, and it provides a decent starting point for a subject I've been meaning to post about, y'know, one of these days. I has been lightly edited, largely to insert links to sources and to bold or italicize words emphasized with asterisks in the original. 

We need to start by asking ourselves what the value, what the function, of first-ness actually is. It's useful to be able to point to Shelly (or Cavendish) when dudebros are insisting that science fiction somehow belongs to men. It's useful to be able to point to the pre-1800s proto-examples when trying to establish the artistic and literary legitimacy of science fiction as a genre. If we want to talk about what science fiction *does* and why we write it, I personally would start with The Golem of Prague.

The first story to be called "science fiction", using that term, was R. H. Horne's "The Poor Artist; Or, Seven Eye-sights and One Object: "Science in Fable"", which was described as science fiction by William Wilson (no connection to the Edgar Allan Poe character of the same name) in 1851, in his book "A Little Earnest Book upon a Great Old Subject: With the Story of the Poet-Lover", but I don't think anyone would call The Poor Artist the first piece of science fiction in any other meaningful sense.

Often, our goal is to trace lineage, but for that, we need to decide what we think the defining characteristic of science fiction actually is. Is it the thought experiment? The exploration of then-contemporary technology or scientific ideas? Stories set in the future? Or in space? The presence of any speculative element not clearly magical in origin? If the lattermost, what are we to do with story elements of religious origin, especially from cultures where religion is not primarily a matter of belief? How much store ought we set by, for example, Focoult's four categories of technology ((I) technologies of production, which permit us to produce, transform, or manipulate things; (2) technologies of sign systems, which permit us to use signs, meanings, symbols, or signification; (3) technologies of power, which determine the conduct of individuals and submit them to certain ends or domination, an objectivizing of the subject; (4) technologies of the self, which permit individuals to effect by their own means or with the help of others a certain number of operations on their own bodies and souls, thoughts, conduct, and way of being, so as to transform themselves in order to attain a certain state of happiness, purity, wisdom, perfection, or immortality.) which incorporate both religion and language? 

When exploring the history of science fiction, its development as a genre, Frankenstein is the most useful starting point for most purposes, since it marks the, I don't know the mathematical term, the point where the exponential curve starts going up faster than it's going forward, in terms of how much science fiction was being written. By 1832, at least one new science fiction story was being published every year. It is also the most recent text with any plausible claim to the title of "first science fiction", which is interesting in its own right.

So, what do we want out of establishing what the "first piece of science fiction" is? Because that's going to determine our answer. 

Sunday, March 27, 2022

Dresden Files Reread - Fool Moon Chapter 29

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Harry reflects on the nature of being alone, and the difference between working alone on purpose and unexpectedly losing your backup. He thinks about how the word "alone" is too small for the idea it conveys, like the words "fear" or "trust". Those are interesting comparitors. People almost always go to "love" in these kinds of discussions. I'm not entirely sure what to make of it, beyond the fact that it matches where his head it at right now. Trust is Harry's biggest barrier to working with other people, like Tera and the Alphas, and to being with other people, like Susan. Fear is in some sense, in some contexts, its opposite. This is also where we find out that Harry is probably in the top 100 most powerful wizards in the world. It was established quite a while ago, back in his conversation with Kim at the beginning of this book, that he's strong for his age and level of training, but this is a new level of context. Technically, we're told that he's "usually" at that level, reminding us how depleted Harry currently is, but also more or less establishing that since he was able to hex down the camera, we can expect that his magic will come all the way back eventually. 

Harry notes that the smart thing to do, were he physically up to it, would be to go back over the wall, get in the can, and ask Susan to drive somewhere far away. But he's not comfortable walking away from a challenge he issued, nor leaving his new allies to their fate - and in any case, he can't get over the wall. So he sneaks to the wedge of the "woods", to where he can see the rest of the estate. We get like, a sentence of description of the house, and considerably more on the lawn and gardens, which makes sense since that's where the final confrontation is gonna go down. 

Harry sees Billy come running out of the trees, but before he can react, the dot from a laser sight appears on Billy's flank, and a second later he's hit with a tranquilizer dart. Harry can only watch as he collapses, and Denton's team emerges from the trees. Harry notes that, based on the way he's moving, Denton's restraint is gone. But he continues to keep the rest of his team under control, easily breaking up a fight between Harris and Wilson as they count the fallen Alphas. Harris isn't doing so good without his belt, and Wilson called him an idiot for having lost it in the first place. When they've confirmed six wolves down, Marcone and Hendricks come out from behind the Decorative Fake Ruins, revealing that Marcone was the one who shot the Alphas, and that he doesn't know the hexenwulfen are here to kill him. 

Marcone tells them about the camera that went down, and that it almost certainly means Dresden is here, even though they haven't seen him yet. Denton is, for reasons I don't fully understand, very sure that they've caught everyone, and that if Dresden isn't one of the unconscious wolves on the lawn, he isn't here at all. Denton is about as dismissive as he can get away with. Benn, meanwhile, wants to kill the Alphas now, while they're helpless, and when Marcone tells her now, that they need to wait for MacFinn to show up and let him take them out, to make things look right for the medical examiner, her control slips and she reaches for her wolf belt. Denton calms her down, but it's a near thing, and her snarled insults likely tip Marcone off to the fact that they're not on his side, if he didn't already know. I notice that if things had gone to plan for our antagonists in this book, Butters's career would have gotten complicated a whole book earlier. Although of course, if that had happened, neither Dresden nor we would ever have known about it, since everyone would have died. 

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Marcone tells the hexenwulfen to find Dresden, and reminds them that he wants Harry taken alive. He directs them to search the woods, pointing the laser dot from his gun almost exactly at Harry's position. 

This is yet another short, interstitial chapter with a lot of tension and very little action. If I remember right, it was less frustrating when I was actually reading this book, rather than going through it at a rate of slightly less than one chapter a week. This post is 4 days later than it ought to have been, because Laptop Switchy Day didn't quite go to plan. (Yes, I'm still on library laptops. If you want the greater consistency that would come from my actually owning my own computer, you can help us get there faster by supporting me on Patreon.) I'll follow up with Chapter 30 just as soon as I can, now that I don't have a giant paper looming. Until then, be gay, do crimes, and read all the things! 

Thursday, March 17, 2022

Dresden Files Reread - Fool Moon Chapter 28

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This is an entire chapter about getting over a wall, and it pretty much works. 

Jim butcher once again shows his experience with tabletop games, establishing the spooky mood with a few clear visuals, and laying out the tactics of the immediate objective at the same time. They're behind Marcone's estate, and they need to get over this wall. It's tall, and smooth, and there are no tree branches or other convenient features to help. 

While Tera goes looking for another spot where they can get through, we flash back to a few minutes ago, with the Alphas engaging in a little public nudity as they tumble out of the van and shift into their wolf forms. When Harry asks if they really have to get naked in the middle of the street, Billy makes the point by shifting with his robe still on, getting tangled in it for several seconds, which is adorable. We also get our first look at curvy, red-haired Andy, although she isn't named. 

Back in the here and now, Billy is getting bored and restless waiting for Tera. After a disagreement with Georgia, carried out entirely by means of lupine body language, he makes to head off on his own, and several of the other boys start to follow him. Dresden reminds them that the Alphas' presence is contingent on following his orders, and before it can turn into even more of a power struggle, he has them gather around so they can go over tactics. 

Dresden's ability to interact with magical young people apparently leveled up as soon as they found Kim Delaney's body, because there's no weirdness or condescension here, and he's clearly considering how these early experiences, and the example set for them by more experienced practitioners, will affect what they go on to do with the limited power they've been given. So he tells them how the hexenwulfen are basically just people - people who got in over their heads with something they don't understand and could never hope to control, and which is now controlling them. He tells them to avoid killing if they can, to go for the belts, and that maybe once they're off, it will be possible to reason with them. That's...optimistic, I think, but it creates the right mindset, and provides a direct counterbalance to Tera's insistence that they destroy anyone who hurts one of the pack. Harry wants them thinking of human adversaries as people first and enemies second, to consider the nuances of situations with victims on more than one side, and to make killing a last resort. 

Tera returns having found a place where the wall is crumbled. I don't think we ever get a reasonable explanation for this - Marcone wouldn't leave this kind of extremely literal hole in his defenses for longer than he had to, and I can scarcely imagine how he would have failed to be aware of it. That suggests to me that this is probably the result of deliberate, recent sabotage, but I don't think we're ever told who was responsible, and there are several plausible candidates. However it came to be, the crumbled place is a ways from their location (the estate occupies an entire city block) and they'll have to run if they want to get there in time. Harry absolutely cannot do that and be in any shape to fight. He's not sure he can do it at all without collapsing. He's going over the wall here, or not at all. 

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Hexing down the security cameras is more work than it ought to be, and it physically hurts, and ache that starts in his head and quickly spreads to the rest of his body. But he can do it, and he's less relieved by that and he's less relieved than he probably ought to be, given that just a few chapters ago, he was worried his magic might be gone forever. When he's worked up the energy, he throws it at the cameras, shorting them out. He describes himself doing this "like a grade school girl throwing a baseball wrong-handed", and I have no idea why that needed to be gendered. Ugh. 

Anyway, Tera helps him climb up, and he makes it down the other side in one piece. He's supposed to wait where he lands until the others catch up with him. He gets out his gun, and his unspecified "ace in the hole", which I don't remember what it is, and then basically sits there in the dark and the rain meditating, until he realizes that too much time has passed without even hearing anything from his allies. Something has gone wrong. 

I keep having impulses to write short, non-reread posts, and then running out of enthusiasm a few paragraphs in. I don't know if any of them will eventually come to anything, but for the time being, take any claim that I'm planning an advice post with a grain of salt. I think I am finally close to ready for another Wheel of Time reread post, but the next post after this one will almost certainly be Chapter 29. Until then, be gay, do crimes, and read all the things. 


Sunday, February 27, 2022

Dresden Files Reread - Fool Moon Chapter 27

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 Hey look everyone, it's the only good Susan chapter, the only real strength upon which the validity, much less shippability, of their relationship rests. 

So Harry follows Susan to one of the guest rooms, where she's just kind of hanging out, as off-screen characters are wont to do, wearing on of Harry's T-shirts. She looks upset but determined, and Harry reflects on their soul gaze, over a year ago now, how she fainted, and he has no idea what she saw, but instead of going on to consider how she doesn't know how attractive she really is, or anything equally icky, he thinks about her drive, her skill and passion for getting at the truth. He knows it's personal for her, but he doesn't know why, and I don't think we're ever actually told. 

Still trying not to cry, she asks him not to go. Harry tells her that after fucking over MacFinn and Marcone, Denton would just go after him, and maybe Susan as well. She says "we could go somewhere", and they both have some feelings about it, because it's the first time either of them has really talked about their relationship in those kind of terms, and Harry hasn't thought about himself and anyone else as a "we" since Elaine. Harry doesn't quite manage verbal acknowledgement of the moment, but they kiss, "as restrained and desperate as the near-still surface of a rushing river", which is one of the most poetic descriptions in the series. Honestly, we talk about the sex scenes in Death Masks and Peace Talks, and this one does not get enough credit, likely because the writing in the early books is generally not great, and Susan is almost always terrible. They don't have sex right away, though. Susan stops things short of that, carefully undressed Harry, and starts to wash him and change his bandages. It's honestly really sweet. Only after, when he's clean and his wounds have been treated, and he's had a chance to recover from the discomfort, that they have sex, quiet and gentle even though they're both all up in their feelings. 

They have a little bit of a conversation after, in which Susan says that she isn't sure she wants to fall in love with him. She doesn't say why, but I get the sense that she's thinking about the danger he's almost always in, the constant risk that he'll die. Like Harry, Susan lost her parents pretty young, although I don't think that's established until Changes. There's no indication that she's close to anyone except maybe her coworkers...and Harry. This relationship, cavalierly as she often treats it, is a big deal for her. Losing him would be an even bigger deal. She says that falling in love with him feels right, and "You see so much pain. I just wanted to remind you that there's something else in the world." That's the breaking point for Harry; he starts crying, and she holds him. 

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If Susan were like this the whole time - present, reasonable, affectionate, and authentic - I might actually ship her with Harry. 

They might have stayed like that all night, but the moon's rising. When Susan swung by Harry's house to get one of his shirt to wear, she also grabbed a full changes of clothes for him, underwear included. She dresses him, and Harry thinks this is pretty hot, but but in a way that makes him feel alert and focused, not distracted. When she's just about done, Tera sticks her head in the door to tell them it's time to leave, but Susan has one last favor for Harry. This is where she gives him the leather duster, the one he wears from here all the way through the end of Changes. He notes that it feels exactly right, but doesn't realize until he sees his reflection in the mirror that this is Inner Harry's coat, and they now look almost exactly alike, except that his darker self has tidier facial hair. 

While Harry arms us with his pentacle amulet and Harris's pistol, Susan is putting her own clothes back on. She's going with them, if for no other reason than to drive the van. Harry has a normal amount of reservations about this - she's a noncombatant and he wants her safe - but agrees that she can come, under the same "follow orders, if I say run, you run" conditions as the Alphas. Susan, in turn, is remarkably cool about this, and accepts those terms. On the way out the door, she asks Harry if he's ever thought about growing a beard.