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Read: No Friend to This House by Natalie Haynes ★★★ 📚

What do you mean, you didn't see me there? Well, of course you didn't. It's not a trick, it's grammar. Greek uses the masculine and the feminine, but it prefers the masculine (I know). So no matter how many girls were in a room (just one, in this instance), if boys were there too, the word 'children' takes the masculine ending. And the girls disappear. But yes, in case it's unclear, Medea and Jason had three children, two sons and then a daughter. I was a baby when Jason left my mother; Medea fled Corinth holding me in her arms.

Retelling of the Medusa myth, lots of points of view, female, that are only hinted at. The first half is fragmented but it really picks up when Medusa takes over the narrative. Jason doesn't get much respect.

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In reply to #tdc5054 #ds106 Dial A What?.

The Dial-A-Poem project by Giorno Poetry Systems (from the brain of artist/poet John Giorno) is old school connective tech. You dial the number (1-917-994-8949) and you get a poem read to you. Cool, right? (And it works! I just listened to a poem read to me via US phone service)

What else might work for the Dial-A-? concept?

Make your pitch.

Stole an idea from @dogtrax

TDC 5054 Phone DS106

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Raven in flight, Black and white

Kilpatrick braes, yesterday, short loop. Low clouds, some drizzle and a few bright spells. Quite warm. Paths like burns after yesterday’s heavy rain. On the first field a buzzard hunting. A couple of ravens appeared & moved it off. After the deer fence, under the trees, I saw them again, or another trio. Again the ravens chased the buzzard off. I could hear them kronk and also making an almost electronic 2 note call I’ve not heard before.

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Read: And He Shall Appear by Kate van der Burgh ★★★★ 📚

Working class boy is dazzled by Cambridge & his magician, occultist “friend”. Page turner, dark academia.

Some people say we’re our true selves when we think nobody is watching. But how do we know our own identities without others’ confirming gaze? If, like the tree falling in the proverbial wood, nobody is around to hear us, is our story a story at all? And when were different things to different people, what then?

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Read: Little Monsters by Adrienne Brodeur ★★★★★ 📚
A scientist as monster father. Adam’s ego and bi-polar comes to a head his family is exploding in various ways. Alternative chapters written in close third keep some sympathy for all the privileged Cap Cod cast as the family history is dug up. Lots of nature, funny & exciting, I really enjoyed this one.