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So I did finally get my new phone.
In the meantime Mom had given me her old phone to use, a Samsung something or other with a curved screen that she’d stopped using when Dad died, instead taking over his phone because the battery on his was better.
I almost immediately discovered that part of the reason for her battery problem was that she had not understood Chrome’s tabs feature, and so had opened a new tab every time she used the browser, meaning every website she had ever visited was still open in a tab. I closed untold numbers of tabs before I discovered the ‘close all tabs’ button, and then closed 75 at one go.
(Mom, your google searches are adorable. And usually she’s quite good at technology, but if you’re not used to the concept of browser tabs, it’s easy enough to overlook. I showed her and she was horrified and immediately closed all the tabs on her current phone, and won’t have that problem anymore.)
So I found the phone to have a perfectly adequate battery life, and so today I am going to mail it to the Farm-fam so they can use it to replace the elderly phone they use for their market cash register, which by now has a battery life in tens of minutes. (Not very many tens of minutes.)
The new phone is…. vast. I got a Google Pixel 5a, because I was looking at older models and they all cost almost as much as the newer one, and I decided I didn’t want the 5, I don’t remember why now, and some reviews said the 5a was bigger and I was like oh I don’t need big, but, I don’t mind big, so I looked and was like oh that’s not that big, and then I got it and was like “oh that’s not so big it’s fine” and then I realized I was comparing the naked phone to the existing phone in its case.
Anyway then I put it in its case and. Well. Listen. I could have bought an eco-friendly case, or a case an artist had designed, or something, but I uh. I didn’t do that. I bought… well… cut for photo, if this works, and a request for help if I’ve got any whippersnappers on here who know about these things. [image: image]
a case with moving glitter in it, because I am eight years old.
[Image description: a gif of my hand moving a large but not ridiculous phone, showing the back of it with silver holographic glitter cascading in front of the black surface of the phone.]
Anyway. Listen it’s fine, that’s not even the biggest phone I’ve had.
But. This leads me to another point.
As I was using Mom’s old phone for the last time noticed that it could save videos as gifs, and thought, oh! how cool! I’d use that– not all the time, but occasionally!!! and so on my new phone I looked for that feature and… no. Googling shows me various times it has been a thing a phone on this operating system could do, but it is not a thing natively in the camera app on this Pixel the way it was on Mom’s Samsung. Objectively in all other ways this new phone is superior– multiple camera lenses, all these features I want– and ostensibly you can create a gif in Gboard (which I have)– well you could in this article from 2018, but that button’s not there now. Oh you can create a gif in Google Photos (which I use)– oh, that button’s not there now. What the fuck, how can I find a current explanation of this, or do I have to download some shady shit from the app store??? This is not rocket science, and for a thing I expect I will use 1) primarily on Discord and Tumblr, and 2) like once every six months or so, I don’t want to devote this much effort. But I want to do it!!!
So anyway. Any help is appreciated. shakes cane etcetera
Well anyway that’s my new phone. It’s not… huge but it’s not really a sensible size either. Fortunately I don’t need it to be any particular size. I have to use it two-handed though. Oh maybe I should see if I can get one of those finger straps through the holes of the case, that might be a good idea. It’s so… chunky.
In other personal news, I have a couple of weeks off from traveling to the farm and I have decided to teach myself woodcarving so like wish me luck. I bought cutproof gloves, we’ll see if I lose any fingers.
Of course I’ve also been trying to write, after a couple of weeks of just not having any time, and it’s been– well I had to reread a bunch of my earlier published things to figure out where to tie things in and boy that’s– well. I like what I wrote but the author’s notes sometimes slap me in the face. 2020/21 was a bummer guys. (Your picture was not posted)
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NEVER FORGET
If anyone’s feeling a little tense at the moment, and can’t quite put their finger on why, here’s a reminder of how last November started and why this might be the case. o_o
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so i’m. well. writing several interlocked pieces of fiction.
i went through a rough patch where i was super busy and had no time to update either of them.
the way the timeline works, one of them is set later than the other. the one set earlier has a bunch of time still to cover before it catches up.
the one set later is just about to start interlocking into an already-published bit that’s set even later.
also i got writer’s blocked on that bit with a bit of unexpected unattached plot, and so i haven’t updated that one in a while. but i just got unblocked and managed to finish another chapter.
the one farthest back in the timeline, i have just sat down and kind of blocked out where the chapters are. I have four and a half chapters done of that one. but not the climax of the story, which is going to have the scene i will surely take the title of the piece from. i know what’s got to happen, roughly, but i have not written it.
so on the one hand, i should update the one that’s going to start the interlocking part, because that’s exciting and that story has been waiting longest.
but on the other hand i should start posting the one farthest back in the timeline, to start catching it up.
hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
details behind cut, and brief snippets. i miss doing polls on LJ, wish I could do one here. Which story should I focus on updating first, hmm??
so. Trust is published. It takes place from like…. November to March. Fit For Pearls is ongoing, and has been on unofficial hiatus; they’re at like… February. Soon is the scene where Keira shows up in Nilfgaard to confess to murdering Halmatia during Aiden’s rescue, which iirc is in like, Dusty Corridors or so. We’ll need Luliana and Morvran’s POV on this.
and then the Peace-Tied arc, up North, featuring Iorveth and Roche, is still back in November. The next story is midwinter-ish and does not tie in to the others save to set up a situation that will then resolve in yet another story that then will tie into the continuity of Pearls and Trust.
anyway.
our update choice:
1) Pearls, featuring Geralt adopting Morvran at a boring party:
“Hey,” Geralt said, sidling up next to him and nudging Voorhis’s elbow with his own. “Did you try these scallops? They’ve got some kind of fancy ham wrapped around them.”
Voorhis turned empty eyes toward him, though he didn’t quite make eye contact. “Yes,” he said, “very good.”
“Now,” Geralt said, “can’t help but notice you’ve got a sapphire in that ring of yours. Did you know it used to be forbidden in Temeria for anyone not in the royal family to wear sapphires?”
Voorhis focused on him slightly more accurately, clearly trying to puzzle out what Geralt was getting at. “You know,” he said, “I don’t– think I knew that?”
“No,” Geralt said, “it was only for a few years.” He shifted his weight a little, putting the bulk of himself between Voorhis and anyone else. “Shall I tell you about it?”
Voorhis’s gaze darted around uncertainly, taking in the various people around them, seeing that now that Geralt was in position no one else was trying to talk to him. He finally looked at Geralt’s face then. “Yes,” he said, quiet but intense.
and 2) Peace-Tied’s sequel, featuring Roche bemusedly contemplating elven adolescence:
Of all people, it was Faengil who rode up next to Roche, and stared at him. Of course the kid was a good rider. If he really was a kid. Maybe they were just fucking with Roche. After a few minutes the kid dropped back a little, and said to Ciaran, “Eighty.”
“Oh fuck off,” Roche said, “I am not eighty,” but he knew he’d more or less set himself up for this.
“Too old or too young?” Faengil asked, in apparently sincere earnestness. All right, he was young, that kind of obliviousness would be hard to fake.
“Well humans don’t live to be eighty,” Ciaran said.
“That’s not true,” Ruarigh said, “they absolutely do, I knew a woman who was ninety.”
“They live to be ninety,” Faengil said, with great conviction. From the way he said it, it was obvious he assumed that every human not otherwise killed dropped dead on the stroke of ninety.
“How have you never spent enough time with humans to know how long we live?” the former soldier asked. He was riding with Ves.
“Well we know how you die,” Iorveth said, but not loudly enough for the soldier to hear. Roche shot him a look, and Iorveth looked innocent. “Well? How old do Aen Sidhe live to be? Do you know?”
Roche sighed. “Not much older once I meet them, historically,” he said, gesturing resignedly with one hand. “Can we just acknowledge that neither of us has much of a leg to stand on, and move on?”
“So you’re seventy,” Faengil guessed. Roche glared at him. “I’m going the right direction,” he said confidently, and in that moment Roche could clearly understand that were this boy human he’d guess him to be no more than seventeen. “So, sixty!” (Your picture was not posted)
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