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Commented elsewhere, about the nteenth iteration of adults being asked for recommendations for books for children or teens, and recommending books 30 or 40 years old*:

It's not particularly surprising that most people don't have a better frame of reference for "what a modern teen might like" than "what I liked when I was that age"; it's surprising that it doesn't occur to them that they might need a better frame of reference.

*Not, I hasten to say, that there aren't books that are 30 or 40 years old and still engaging and relevant and marvelous. There is a difference between knowing the whole field and then recommending something old, and recommending something old because those are the only children's books you know.

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Slings and Arrows was so good! I may have to periodically rewatch when I need a reminder that being able to do art that you care about, and being able to do it in the company of people you care about, is one of the very best things that there is.

Having finished Slings and Arrows means I was hunting for something else I could watch on Netflix and settled on Merlin which is the sort of thing that makes me go, "Well, that wasn't actually good. Still, I'll watch just one more..."

This is the sort of TV show that is only necessary when you're in All Knitting All The Time mode.

Speaking of,

I am amused by Vampire Knits, out this week.

And the update you have been waiting for:

28105 / 80000 words. 35% done!


Current thought is that I might finish this bit before the Of Montreal & Janelle Monae show, which would make me happy. I would feel like I had earned it. But, really, I've earned it either way.