Posts By: irina

The dream engine gives me deadlines

I’d accidentally committed myself for two events on the same Saturday: one roleplaying/reading/writing/fandom-related, and one church/choir-related. Each was with a handful of other people, non-overlapping. I’d made six small posters (or one poster with six panels) for one of the events and I knew people would expect me to explain it/them, or show it off,

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Worldcon: Monday

Somewhat sketchy because I’m writing this more than a month after the fact: lots of life got in the way. Packed and left my suitcase in the locker again (the exact same locker, it turned out). Hugged everybody who wasn’t coming along to the CCD (that is, everybody except Roommate; two were going on the

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Worldcon: Sunday

It didn’t feel much like Sunday, but at some point I said “it must be Sunday, I’m going to a panel about religion!” On the tram I sat next to two teenage girls speaking Irish, which made me realise where the “Irish lilt” in English comes from: the speech melody was exactly the same, though

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Worldcon: Saturday

(The Pit of Despair) I was wearing my velvet dress! With the new wooden earrings! Nothing on my head, though, I brought my green maid’s cap but neither the colour nor the style went with the dress. I wish I’d had at least a square of something white and sheer to wear as a kerchief,

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Worldcon: Friday

A Day of Meetups, it seems. Though I also managed to go to 2 panels, a very good one and a meh one. I was actually at the conference centre (henceforth CCD) at half past nine in the morning, showing T and K where to register. Then I lost them, a good thing, I could

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Worldcon: Thursday

Still not the food. There will be a food post yet. I arrived too late for two of the things I wanted to attend, because (shock!) it takes quite some time to get from Holyhead to Dublin on the ferry, and I’d been separated from my suitcase and had to retrieve it (with the laptop

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Worldcon: travel

I vowed not to fly again unless there’s absolutely no other choice, so I went to Dublin by train and ferry. I might have gone to Dublin by train and ferry regardless, but this was a very nice incentive. It’s almost two days’ travel, every bit of it delightful. (except for one small incident on

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The King’s Deryni

Katherine Kurtz, The King’s Deryni I already had this in hardback, from the moment it was out (late 2014) but unfortunately it has such small type in a light font, in such huge line lengths, that my middle-aged eyes gave up. I thought I’d finished it regardless but the last 20% or so was a

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Vespers of Easter

Time: 0:25 Total: 3:25 Grand total: 17:40 Congregation: 25 or so. Daughter alerted me to a woman who had come in from the street who had noticed “there was something going on” and wanted to know what it was, and she stayed until the end. Crew: Altar: Fr T and a hypodiakon. Choir: SSSAAATT, sorely

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Christ is risen!

Time: 3:00 Grand total: 17:15 Congregation: Many. Lots. Crew: Altar: Fr T, one hypodiakon, 3 adult acolytes, 1 boy acolyte (who, according to the hypodiakon, was asleep most of the time) Choir: Everybody, except Intermittent Bass who was probably singing in Nijmegen. We got compliments for the singing, and a toast from Fr T at

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