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twistedchick ([personal profile] twistedchick) wrote2025-07-30 03:39 pm

This is a prayer for Lughnasadh. This is a prayer for resistance.

This is a prayer for Lughnasadh. This is a prayer for the Resistance. Lughnasadh is a fire festival, the first harvest, the beginning of our look towards the dark. Lughnasadh is the time of plenty, the time to gather in, the time to store what we have. Lughnasadh is a prayer for the Resistance.

This is a prayer for hopeful people who plant saved seeds in the chilly ground, in the February dark, charging the seeds and calling Ceres — people who want a clean harvest. This is a prayer for the Resistance.

This is a prayer for mothers bearing children, poets birthing poems, engineers who see how to strengthen a bridge. This is a prayer for the Resistance.

Lughnasadh is a fire festival, the first harvest, the beginning of our look towards the dark. Lughnasadh is the time of plenty, the time to gather in, the time to store what we have. Lughnasadh is a prayer for the Resistance.

This is a prayer for the scholar in her garret, making the cleanest translation, for the teacher setting off sparks, for the whistleblower who takes the risk. This is a prayer for the Resistance.

This is a prayer for the farmer who grows an extra row for the food bank, for the activist in plastic handcuffs, for the nurse who ignores the insurance company’s orders. This is a prayer for the Resistance.

Lughnasadh is a fire festival, the first harvest, the beginning of our look towards the dark. Lughnasadh is the time of plenty, the time to gather in, the time to store what we have. Lughnasadh is a prayer for the Resistance.

This is a prayer for the coder who fends off the hack, for the politician who doesn’t take the bribe, for the paper ballot. This is a prayer for the Resistance.

This is a prayer for phone bankers, demonstrators, people with signs in their yard. This is a prayer for early voters, people who call Senators, door-to-door canvasers. This is a prayer for the Resistance.

Lughnasadh is a fire festival, the first harvest, the beginning of our look towards the dark. Lughnasadh is the time of plenty, the time to gather in, the time to store what we have. Lughnasadh is a prayer for the Resistance.

And, of course, this is a prayer for yarrow and Black-Eyed Susan, for summer squash and basil, for peaches and corn, for fat blackberries and seedy dill. This is a prayer for Resistance, because Lughnasadh is a festival of Resistance.

Lughnasadh is a fire festival, the first harvest, the beginning of our look towards the dark. Lughnasadh is the time of plenty, the time to gather in, the time to store what we have. Lughnasadh is a prayer for the Resistance.

Lughnasadh is how our ancestors said that they would resist winter. They would have less now, but they would store up what they did have against the long, dark nights when tummies rumbled, illness went untreated for lack of herbs, old people died from the cold. And our ancestors said, “No.” Lughnasadh was a fire festival, the first harvest, the beginning of their look towards the dark. Lughnasadh was the time of plenty, the time to gather in, the time to store what they had.

Lughnasadh has always been a prayer for the Resistance.

I am praying it now. Will you pray it with me?

--HecateDemeter

(she has not posted this year, so I am assuming she is gone. I am also assuming she would not mind me reposting, as she never has.)
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ase ([personal profile] ase) wrote2025-07-27 03:57 pm

Hugo Nominees 2025: Novelettes

Novellas were the next-shortest choice, so novella nominees I read.

“Loneliness Universe”, Eugenia Triantafyllou, podcast reading by Matt Peters: epistolary sequence. A woman slips out of consensus reality, then everyone slips out of consensus reality. Look everyone, accidental horror story! Or perhaps deliberate horror story.

I get caught up in how that would even work, since humans are highly interdependent. Is this a response to the pandemic? Maybe. A response to atomized modern life? Also maybe. And yet. If we're all drifting apart, how do the lights stay on?

“Signs of Life”, Sarah Pinsker, podcast reading by Erika Ensign: First person past tense, sisters reconnect after a long, long separation.

I was wildly distracted by the Maryland vibes. I remain happily committed to California, but I did grow up in Maryland, and I do have thoughts on how much the entire experience of Veronica and Violet's summer reunion would feel, at a sweaty, dusty, sticky level.

Also, Violet has sometimes wished people into existence, and has a request for her sister related to that.

I wasn't close paying attention during the intro, so missed this was a Pinsker story. I think I enjoyed it more because of that. The pacing is on the slower side, but I liked that, too; it worked for the reunion component of the story.

“The Brotherhood of Montague St. Video”, Thomas Ha: First person past tense. The protagonist, while settling his mother's estate, finds a "dead" library book and becomes drawn into a conflict around the book.

There's vibes? Post-cyberpunk vibes? There's a girlfriend who isn't all that committed to a shared emotional life, and the Brotherhood of physical stuff, and Caliper John, who wants the book so he can either control it or destroy it, jury's out on that question.

It's a story, but it's very "yep, that happened, I wonder if there's some Dark Tower in the DNA of the novel-within-a-story."

“By Salt, By Sea, By Light of Stars”, Premee Mohamed: Third person past tense. Firion the wizard has an apprentice, Cane, and a secret: she's lost her magic. The story covers Cane's apprenticeship under Firion, and his final test: repelling the monstrous raiding Bouldus.

A perfectly acceptable story, very workmanlike. Points for lack of twee.

“The Four Sisters Overlooking the Sea”, Naomi Kritzer: First person past tense. Lightning has struck and someone wrote a selkie story I didn't hate. Probably because there was less pining and more active mayhem.

Anyway. Protagonist Morgan, husband Stuart, and daughter Cordie (short for Cordelia) move to Finstowne, MA, for Stuart's sabbatical year. The plot builds up to the fairly predictable revelation that Stuart stole and hid Morgan's field research raw materials, which prevented her from finishing her doctorate. This comes out when he and Morgan are on a beach in a town alleged to have been founded by four selkie sisters, so that's it for Stuart, end story, Morgan and Cordie last seen settling comfortably into the local social fabric.

None of the novelette is earth-shattering, even the Wrath of Ocean instead of Moping For Ocean, but I liked it a lot.

“Lake of Souls”, Ann Leckie: Alien coming of age road trip, in third person past, and a little exobiology plus murder plot involving a human anthropologist, in first person past, as a treat. Interesting alien biology articulated by the human; the lived experience from the coming-of-age PoV is also interesting; definitely cleared the "not actively annoying me" bar, and also, the "I liked read this" bar.

Off the cuff ranking: Leckie, Kritzer, Mohamed, Pinsker, Ha, Triantafyllou. Most of these could shuffle quickly; there's a lot of solid work in this year's novelette category, but not too many instant standouts to my mind.
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ase ([personal profile] ase) wrote2025-07-27 02:49 pm

Hugo Nominees 2025: Short Stories

Picked this category to tackle next because short stories are short.

“Five Views of the Planet Tartarus”, Rachael K. Jones, narrated by Justine Eyre: Omniscient third PoV describes prison planet and punishment. This isn't "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird ," or a Five Things, this is a story with "one", "two," "three," inserted at the paragraph breaks.

“Marginalia” by Mary Robinette Kowal, narrated by Erika Ensign: Third person past PoV. Deadly giant snail acid! Random woman figures out how to kill snails with salt and honey! This is apparently an unknown snail-killing tactic in a cod medieval setting. I have questions about this worldbuilding, some of which are answered by comments elsewhere that this is basically Snails Doodled On Medieval Manuscripts fanfic. With that in mind, the woman's mother's looks-likes-Parkinson's conveniently death in the closing action, right after the woman and her brother are offered a place in the manor, is still an example of infuriating twee sentimentality, but now it's deeply irritating twee sentimentality with context. Oh look, it's a medieval morality parable about courage being rewarded by a rise in station, how cloyingly sweet.

Kowal's writing and my reading continue to be complete mismatches. Celebrate diversity! Celebrate the field is large enough someone like's Kowal's writing and I can have things I like too!

“Stitched to Skin Like Family Is”, Nghi Vo: First person past tense. Protagonist looks for her brother, or his passing, during the American Depression, and finds out his fate. Also she has clothes magic. The clothes magic leads to vengeance. Huh.

“Three Faces of a Beheading”, Arkady Martine: Second person present tense PoV. MMORPGs and resistance, with academic excerpts about history as (shape-able) narrative. The Byzantine Empire references give away this is a Martine story. The inclusion of an author interview in the Hugo packet is... it helps explain some of the story? We're all coping with Current Events in our own ways.

“We Will Teach You How to Read | We Will Teach You How to Read”, Caroline M. Yoachim: stunt storytelling format. Read the PDF, not the ebook; or listen the podcast. Huge points for the format, this is what short stories are for. Not sure there's much content past the format, but it's fun to see someone do something a little weird.

“Why Don’t We Just Kill the Kid in the Omelas Hole”, Isabel J. Kim: Third person omniscient. Omelas 21st century update, thesis: what if Omelas were just another first world city?

I feel like Omelas gets a lot of play because it's a big part of the SF/F canon, which is both a plus and a minus in craft. It's a plus because Omelas becomes a handy shorthand, and also chunks of the characters and/pr worldbuilding is already done for you, fanfic style; but you're stuck, not only with the canon, but also with everyone else's responses to the canon. I'm not sure that entirely serves the story intent here, but I also start with a baseline of "Omelas again, really," which isn't a helpful mindset to whatever point of cultural complicity the author is (or isn't) trying to make.

I'm tempted to give the Yoachim first place on stunt storytelling points alone. I enjoyed the experience of reading! This was not true of a lot of the short story nominees! Using "meets craft benchmarks" and "how much did this actively irritate me" gives: Read, Stitched, Three Faces, Omelas, Marginalia, Tartarus; and I might swap the last two because I think Tartarus's format doesn't serve its title, but Marginalia really annoys me.
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Res facta quae tamen fingi potuit ([personal profile] pauamma) wrote in [site community profile] dw_dev2025-07-24 03:46 pm
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