Gender in Comics

Jul. 20th, 2017 12:23 am
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I found this analysis of gender in comics to be fascinating.  In many categories, I've written against the mainstream pattern, such as having females with super-strength and males with psychic powers.  In a few areas I may have replicated the pattern; with pheromone control and prehensile hair, I could only think of female characters, although I'm sure there are males with pheromones.
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Practice, Practice, Practice
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 1 of 1, complete
word count (story only): 1179


:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, this story happens across several hours of the family's Sunday in the Maldives, but should not conflict with previously published items in the Maldives story arc. Written for a prompt during the July Magpie Monday. ::


::Pay Special Attention: This story focuses on worried, worried parents as Aida prepares to go back to her internship on Monday morning. ::




“She's in the pool,” Elisabeth whispered. One fingertip touched the glass pane on the sliding door, but somehow, she kept her professional, neutral mask in place.

“With the new gear?” Graham's eyes widened. “Already?”

His wife laughed, a sweet, mellow sound that felt like kisses. “I guess we're the ones with too many nervous thoughts, too many worries. At least this time.”

“She wasn't…. Elisabeth, it could have been so… “ Graham draped an arm lightly at his wife's waist, asking for her, silently. She turned toward him at the first brush of his fingertips, kissing the tiny scar hidden just below the corner of his mouth on the right side.

“Please, don't remind me? Don't borrow trouble, either,” she whispered.
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Eight: A Kiss

Raizel took breakfast in the inn’s bar the next morning, feeling well-rested, content, and ready to face the rest of her journey.  Perhaps she’d even hire a coach.

The barmaid leaned over the table while she was refilling Raizel’s mug.  “There are opportunities around here, you know, for someone as clever as Esterzon Gorenz says you might be.  And if you really destroyed that Black Missive he’s been going on about for years-”

Something about the barmaid, or maybe something about the pixie dust still brushed across Raizel’s eyelashes, was a little strange.  She looked closer - closer at the clever decolletage, that looked lower-cut and more dangerous than it was - and realized she could see a spark of divinity hiding in the woman’s chest.

Until then, she hadn’t know she could see such things.  Perhaps it was just the dust.

“I destroyed the Missive and the, ah, the multi-hued falcon, ma’am.”

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Bingo cards

Jul. 19th, 2017 02:14 pm
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I actually managed to finish a line on my genprompt-bingo card doing SSR Confidential - I just picked a line and used the prompts in it for inspiration for the various treats I wrote. It worked well. XD I haven't decided if I'm going to go for something more advanced on that card or just post it ...

Anyway, here are all my current cards: my newest h/c bingo one (one square down so far!), genprompt-bingo, trope bingo, and tic-tac-woe (apocalypses).

Cards under the cut )

Note to self: do not sign up for any more bingo cards.

Color-coded versions for prompt picking coming soon ...

Hard Things

Jul. 19th, 2017 11:32 am
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Life is full of things which are hard or tedious or otherwise unpleasant that need doing anyhow. They help make the world go 'round, they improve skills, and they boost your sense of self-respect. But doing them still kinda sucks. It's all the more difficult to do those things when nobody appreciates it. Happily, blogging allows us to share our accomplishments and pat each other on the back.

What are some of the hard things you've done recently? What are some hard things you haven't gotten to yet, but need to do?

Camino Photo of the Day: Lost No More

Jul. 19th, 2017 03:10 pm
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I confess that, what with all of the mazy, crooked streets and endless courtyards in the medieval center of Burgos, I may have gotten slightly lost in my exploring. Of course, with no clear destination to my wandering, I suppose I wasn’t technically lost. I’d just misplaced myself... (more at http://www.thomryng.com/camino/camino-photo-of-the-day-lost-no-more/)



Originally posted at Pilgrims on the Way. If you wish to comment, please do so there.

http://www.thomryng.com/camino/camino-photo-of-the-day-lost-no-more/

File under: Photo of the Day

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Jul. 19th, 2017 12:19 am
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Well, Internet, that's two actually pretty good days in a row. Still pretty tired-tastic and mildly sore, but it has kept to that and I have been able to both work and do other things. It's a miracle.

Today was my own work, which was pleasant and of course led to the freelancer's cry of "I will never have work again!" (I am in fact waiting for an approval mid-commission.) Hopefully I'll be back to paying work again tomorrow, but if not, I wouldn't mind starting color on that mermaid drawing.

Things are difficult, but they are not terrible. (Something I often have trouble wrapping my brain around.)
To bed with me, and perhaps tomorrow I will be more interesting!
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Serve and Protect
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 1 of 1, complete
word count (story only): 1737


:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, this finally connects the Road Trip with the young person Halley was chatting with in “One Pebble Falls...” which brings everything 'full circle,' as it were,because the Road Trip crew are from Mercedes. ::


:: Pay Special Attention:: Some cape-political bigotry, stopped early, which will actually have repercussions for the staff and the individual expressing those opinions, (No one is “getting away with” that kind of crap on my watch!) Playfulness with unusual pronouns, and G generally playing the card. ::






The grumble that drifted over Joshua's shoulder was hardly louder than the sigh of his jeans shifting over his legs as he took a seat on the deck, one hand balancing a tray while the other held a thermal coffee mug with silicone lid that still felt nearly too hot to touch. However, the voice sent all of the hairs on the back of his neck standing straight and shrill. Joshua leaned back, clearly getting comfortable while every scrap of his hearing screened and sifted and filtered, trying to make out anything that might have set off his cop alerts.

“I said,” the grumbler repeated in a menacing hiss, “all you super-villain trash should NOT be allowed to take up valuable healers' time!”

Joshua calmly set his plate down, then his coffee. He turned, taking in the dark-skinned woman with small breasts and a linebacker's shoulders, and worst of all, the flush of tears on the woman's face. “I'm not a--” she began.
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I owe a weekend report! On Thursday night, I drove out to Chena Hot Springs, all by myself in the van. I camped there overnight, soaked in the morning, and met Layla for a plein air watercolor painting class. Yes, I was torturing myself again with Things I Am Not Good At. Patreon patrons will get a look at what I painted! Friday night I camped out with Layla, Saturday was another day of painting outdoors, and then Saturday night Layla drove back in and Jake left Guppy with the grandparents and drove out in his fancy car. We stayed until Sunday afternoon, soaking and enjoying a leisurely breakfast.

It was a gorgeous time. Sunny weather the first day, threatening clouds the second - but no actual rain until we were tucked into bed, long after a lovely fire and marshmallows.



I brought my iPad and keyboard with me, and actually managed to write a few thousand words, as well! Not-a-book is up to 40k, and I've got just another scene (maaaaybe two) and a fluffy epilogue still to write on it. I've mocked up the cover and drafted the blurb. It feels like it's stampeding to the finish line now! It's eating my brain, big time.

Tomorrow: a massage, the farmer's market, a new artwork release, and maybe a thousand new words, if I'm lucky. All the paid #junicorns are mailed except a few I'll take into town with me tomorrow. (And one more original sale would make me over the moon! I made a special folder at my artist Facebook page to show which originals were still available.)

July 2017 Poetry Fishbowl, Session 2

Jul. 18th, 2017 12:43 pm
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The July 2017 Poetry Fishbowl is once again open.  We're reusing the original post with its donation button and ticker. However, please place new prompts below THIS post, because the other one is already so full that comments are collapsing, which makes them harder to read or search.  You may prompt in this session IF 1) you did not prompt in the July 4 session OR 2) you donated to the July 4 session.

I will do the best I can to fill new prompts and pick up some from the previous session.  I have no idea how long it'll take.  My body is being kind of cranky after last week's adventures, and the internet is a bit iffy although nowhere near as bad as it was earlier this month.  Witch me luck, eh?
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These statues are another feature of life in urban northern Spain. Some of them are quite delightful, others puzzling. I enjoy this elderly couple just relaxing on the plaza. I’m somewhat curious about the gentleman’s hat, as it seems more Basque than Castillian.

Date: 12 April... (more at http://www.thomryng.com/camino/camino-photo-of-the-day-park-bench-in-burgos/)



Originally posted at Pilgrims on the Way. If you wish to comment, please do so there.

http://www.thomryng.com/camino/camino-photo-of-the-day-park-bench-in-burgos/

File under: Photo of the Day

Desmond's Climb - Collar Rapport?

Jul. 18th, 2017 10:47 am
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First: Slaves, School
Previous: Portals


Kayay appeared as they were leaving Portals and heading for their next class. There was a tall, broad, rad-uniformed student on either side of Kayay, making Kayay look very small and very pitiful indeed.
Desmond knew anything he said would be taken wrong, but Jefshan and Wesley handled it, stepping forward and making fussing noises over Kayay, completely ignoring the goons of Physical Team that were clearly there to escort Kayay.

Once they were gone, possibly believing that the rest of Kayay’s dorm-mates would stop any future escape attempts, Kayay’s voice dropped to a whisper. “I found something.”

Desmond looked at Kayay and from there to the rest of their group. It was Jefshan that asked, carefully, “So… ‘something’? Like, an exit, a dragon, and room full of collars?”

“I found another stairway,” Kayay hissed. “LIke the first one. It was…”
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Recent Trip

Jul. 17th, 2017 11:41 pm
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In case you're wondering what I did last week, my partner Doug went to the IBM/SAM magic convention in Louisville, Kentucky. We met up with friends, and I spent several days exploring the tourist attractions ...

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This poem is spillover from the July 4, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] kengr, [personal profile] antisocialite_forum, [personal profile] curiosity, [personal profile] redsixwing, [personal profile] alatefeline, [personal profile] sweet_sparrow, [personal profile] technoshaman, [personal profile] mdlbear, [personal profile] chanter_greenie, and [personal profile] callibr8. It has been sponsored by [personal profile] ng_moonmoth, [personal profile] across_space_and_time, [personal profile] technoshaman, and [personal profile] alatefeline. This poem belongs to the series Polychrome Heroics. It directly follows "We Are All Related," so read that first or this will make no sense.

WARNING: This poem contains some intense and controversial topics. Highlight to read the more detailed warnings, some of which are spoilers. You-all wanted to see the gaybashers who attacked Kenzie curbstomped by the Iron Horses, so here it is. Watch out for conspiracy to commit assault, religious issues, conflicting obligations, bloody souvenirs, desire for vengeance, magical/spiritual stalking of culpable parties, Thunderbird is fucking scary and so is his follower, rude language, using superpowers against ordinary opponents, gaybashers stalking around a gay bar, oblique references to pony play, references to poaching and hazardous equipment, graphic violence, vigilante justice, use of barbed wire as a rumble weapon, probable permanent injury, brutal application of inconvenient truth, temporary hearing impairment, explanation of internalized oppression and repression of identity, complicated transgender issues, and other mayhem. This is a major plot development, so skipping it would leave a big gap, but the main thing you need to know is simply that the Iron Horses hunt down the gaybashers and beat the shit out of them. If these are sensitive issues for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before reading onward.

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A Spark of Joy
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 1 of 1, complete
word count (story only): 1104


:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, this is a bridging story to connect “One Pebble Falls...” to the Road Trip set of stories. Dani, aka "Minion for Mone¥"isn't alone on xir side of the keyboard; this story picks up just as the previous one ends, but has a far different tone. ::




Minion for Mone¥ shut down the computer, then waited for it to reboot, automatically scrubbing the entire browser history, including that pesky little nanny-chip hidden on most every piece of hardware coming out of Taiwan, Korea, and China now. This machine was really little better than the kiddie tablets parents bought for preschoolers, but it gave her a private way to chat, even from the nosy Parkers infesting BlackSheep like fleas, because it was so cheap she could afford to break one up for scrap after every chat, each time using a new machine.

Even Capricorn could be unbearably curious. Maybe especially Capricorn.
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Jul. 17th, 2017 07:14 pm
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So, today I actually got my painting work done and it didn't take till it was time to go to bed. I should be doing other work in this time, but the relief of not having to keep slogging is enormous. We will see if I can bribe the executive function monster to let me do more than absolutely required.

In body news, I am not feeling horrible today! I hope that this decides to become a trend, because I have things to do. There's a winter coat to take apart for patterns, a murphy desk to build, bed risers to build, things to unpack, a desktop to set up, etc. This thing where I can only do like 1/3 of what I used to be able to is really getting in the way.

And sewing. Wow I really miss sewing.
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Chapter 31: Abednego
by Lyn Thorne-Alder


Friday, December 8, 2000

“I keep saying that wasn’t me, it wasn’t him!  It’s not how these things work!” Rafe had been arguing with Joff on and off since the - the thing.  The demon, Abednego called it in his mind, even though he’d been through enough history classes here to know that demon was usually another word for faerie.  Close enough, in his estimation.

“Look, it might not have been you, but - things have to change, Rafe.  What are you doing to the kid?”

No, not this again.  The last time they’d had this argument, the demon had come.  

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