gajumaru

Jan. 27th, 2025 02:27 pm
halojedha: (gloaming)
I realised I hadn't updated my user bio for about four years. So here! New bio! The lyrics are from Gajumaru by Yaima.

Creating concrete visions of a macrocosmic prism with a brilliant optimism and appropriate ambition

Multidimensional being passionately driven to create, think, move, feel, learn, connect, and grow.

Half of a home-educating co-parent duo supporting the self-directed education of our neurospicy five year old, who has inherited both our ADHD and autism with an extra-big dollop of PDA. Needing autonomy does make sense to me though: I'm self-employed, and have been for twenty years. Fitting running a business around home education is a fun and exciting challenge, but I think I'm making it work.

Writer, film-maker, artist, activist, and therapeutic practitioner. My professional work is at the intersection of gender, embodiment, and facilitating healing and self-expression: I support people to feel good in their bodies and become more themselves.

When I'm not working or parenting I'm mostly training Brazilian jiu-jitsu, talking to and hanging out with my partners, attending to self-care, and revising the book I'm working on. I draw and paint, mostly with my kid at the moment, although I used to do it professionally.

Some things I am: a burner, a witch, an out-of-practice musician. A huge nerd about communication, relationships, bodies and wellness (because thanks to neurodivergence, disability, and multiple chronic illnesses, I need all the help I can get). A queer non-binary tattooed futch hippy in cosy patchwork and barefoot shoes. Pansexual, polyam, and happily attached to my nesting partner Leo and two other long distance sweeties.

The cutting edges of my personal growth right now are: being with other people's discomfort without trying to fix it, and learning to live into the balance (between spaciousness and busyness; between rootedness and freedom).

Pronouns: they/them

Free from all old stories I've been told, I walk through the valley of my own shadow
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Another oats-based post! I made vegan flapjack yesterday. I based it on this recipe, more or less, but I'm not sure the changes I made worked. I put more nuts in than this, and I ground the almonds and cashews into small bits in the food processor, which made quite a lot of nut flour, so I decided to leave out the flour. Then I changed my mind and added flaxmeal, figuring it would do for flour-a-like and nutrition. I also put in pumpkin seeds (lots), cinnamon and raisins.

I left out the sugar, cos baking recipes often have soooo much more sugar than they need, and when I was younger flapjack just had three ingredients, oats, butter and syrup, plus whatever flavourings you wanted. Sugar was never one of the ingredients! 

I used coconut oil instead of margarine - about 3/4 of the amount since coconut oil is higher in fat. I don't know if I used the same amount of syrup as the recipe - I used all the syrup we had, and after I'd stirred it, it seemed like a consistency that would stick together, so I went for it. It's delicious, but it's very crumbly and isn't stuck together very well.

Clearly it needed either more golden syrup, or I needed to melt some sugar into the fat after all. I don't know if the flour was essential to the sticking together process. Dairy butter definitely makes things stick together better than coconut oil, so I think with vegan flapjack you do need to make it stickier somehow, but I wanted to make it lower GL. Hrrrrrm. I have added nut butter for stickiness in the past, but I found myself unsure how much this actually contributes to holding the thing together once it's baked. 

More experimentation required, which is a bit tricky when I didn't measure how much syrup I used this time. But I did it based on vibes/consistency last time, so next time I'll just aim for 'stickier' and see what happens!
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A while back when I was travelling overnight for work, I bought a box of chocolate flavour "Fuel" porridge sachets and had one for breakfast. It was good! I still have the rest of the box for the next time I'm travelling, but I figured if I wanted to have some while I was at home I might as well make it myself - less packaging that way, a lot less sugar, and a fraction of the price. We have a bunch of matching plastic cereal tubs with lids which live on a shelf, so I made myself up a mix of mostly oats, plus a bit of soya protein powder, chia seeds and cacao, and gave it a good shake. It's been really nice to have an easy breakfast in the mornings which is a bit more substantial than just oats without the extra protein, and the tub I mixed is nearly finished.

I have found that even though the oats are naturally sweet, the protein powder and the cacao make it a bit bitter without added sugar (which the packaged version has in excess) so I've been adding honey to my bowl, but next time I might consider adding some coconut sugar or something to the mix. I've also noticed that the chia seeds swell up and then get stuck in my braces, which is annoying, so I've been meaning to try a different seed next time I mix it.

This morning E was having cinnamon and raison bagel for breakfast and I quite fancied something similar, so I mixed up a bowl of oats, protein powder, cinnamon, raisins, flax seeds and a tsp of coconut sugar. It was yum! I think that might be my next batch in the big tub once I've finished the chocolate one. The flax seeds are a win (none stuck in my teeth!) but I'm not sure how digestible they are in their intact form - they're so small they tend to get swallowed without being chewed - so next time I'll try grinding them into meal in the spice grinder and see how that affects the texture. They'll probably be more nutritionally available that way, but they might make the porridge more gluey, so I'll do another experiment before I commit to a big batch.
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This has been billed as one of those Books I Should Read for so many decades now that I kind of forgot I hadn't read it? It's the one about the planet of androgynes who are sexually neuter most of the time but go into kemmer once a month, at which point they develop distinctive genitals and a sex drive until they're out of kemmer and go back to neuter. Except it's not actually about that at all, really: it's hugely thematically rich, and the gender stuff is a fairly minor note in a book which is otherwise extremely beautiful and philosophically interesting. It was written in 1969, which makes it both pioneering, and also kind of dated.

Gender stuff

Le Guin chose to use he pronouns and "man" for all the Gethenians, which takes a lot of the impact out of the gender exploration. It basically makes it sound as it if it's a planet of men who are able to reproduce with each other. The idea of pregnant and breastfeeding men would have been pretty radical then, but as someone immersed in trans culture it didn't make me catch my breath. She got a lot of criticism from feminists who thought she hadn't gone far enough, and she later said she wished she'd been braver.

I can see three reasons why she might have made the choice to gender all the Gethenians male:
  1. she didn't think the book would sell if she'd used a neuter pronoun (although they were around; thon was coined in 1858)
  2. she was aware that the patriarchal literary community of the 1960s would respond better to a book where "he" is neuter than a book where "she" is neuter
  3. the main character, Genly Ai, a Terran man, is a raging misogynist, and the book is mostly told from his POV.
Still, there are chapters from Gethenian character Estraven's POV which use the same linguistic framing.

Overall I think this choice plays directly into the way "man" is treated as the human default in a way that reinforces patriarchy, which unfortunately feels like it cancels out a lot of the interesting gender stuff. Obviously "they" would read as the most natural solution these days, but even back then it wouldn't have been hard for her to have Ai use "he" to show his gender bias, but to have Estraven use a neopronoun in their first person POV chapters. It also would have worked pretty well, in my opinion, for Ai to switch between "he" and "she" depending on how he's reading any given character, because he does so keep insisting on assigning a binary gender to the Gethenians he meets, even as it flickers back and forth in a way he finds deeply uncomfortable.

The most jarring thing for me was Ai's overt misogyny.

Examples )

I absolutely do not believe that this is Le Guin's internalised misogyny, not least because no such commentary appears in Estraven's chapters; it's purely Ai's POV. However, because the narrative doesn't challenge it, I suspect that many male readers took it entirely at face value and saw it as narrative truth, not a revealed flaw of Ai's character. If Ai is meant to satirise misogyny, I think it lands a bit like a rape joke that intends to satirise rape culture, but ends up normalising it.

I was also annoyed that the Gethenian sexual process is so heteronormative - you go into kemmer, you latch onto a person you like, and the two of you polarise to male/female physiology based on Vibes, but it's different each time and you don't know what to expect. I mean, OK, there's kind of a cool metaphor here for butch/femme dynamics and the way that queer folk intentionally play sex games with gender, but I don't think she meant it that way, I think she's just sooooo straight it didn't occur to her that the Gethenians might ever end up with same-sex sexual attraction. As [personal profile] lirazel recently wrote, 'Sometimes I'm reading a writer and I'm like, "Oh, yeah. There are some people who are just so straight. So straight." And Le Guin is one of them.'

There's a whiff of Aquinas' idea of "logical sex" here: sex is only valid when it's procreative, otherwise let's not bother. But if this idea of humans being in heat is based on animals, lots of animals have same-sex pairings and non-procreative sex! Having said that, the relentless "he" pronouns and everyone being "man", "king", and "brother" did give the whole thing a kind of normalising m/m sex and romance vibe that I kind of enjoyed.

 


Thematic stuff, cut for spoilers: Time, journey over destination, mysticism, national identity, exile, yin-yang )

Man flu

Sep. 8th, 2024 07:09 am
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I went downstairs to make coffee at 6.30am and the light in the kitchen was thick and yellow, filtered through orange-grey rainclouds and hanging heavily in the air as if I was encapsulated in amber, and saturating everything like a badly-applied photo filter. When I took my phone out to take a picture the camera auto-corrected the colour temperature and sucked all the gold tones out, leaving the room looking thin and blue-grey. I am taking a picture with these words instead.

I have a cold, which is why I was asleep before 10pm last night. I slept good, and feel a little improved this morning. Friday was the nadir: I leaned on Leo to take on childcare (which meant they had to take most of the day off work) so I could spend as much of it as possible resting in bed. Being self-employed is supposed to give me freedom around this stuff, but parenting makes it almost impossible to take sick leave without guilt. I could have dosed up on decongestants and ADHD meds and pushed through if either of us had had unavoidable commitments, but I felt so grotty I was very glad not to have to. Apparently testosterone hormone therapy makes you more susceptible to viral inflammation - but less at risk of auto-immune disorders - in a similar same way to people with naturally high testosterone (in other words, Man Flu is real!). Perhaps this explains why E sneezed twice but is otherwise in fine fettle, and Leo and I both feel we've been hit by a truck.

Yesterday I felt a little less bad, just about well enough to get up and have a cosy day teaming parenting with the three of us, but sadly it was not to be: Leo had succumbed and it was their turn to spend most of the day in bed. I think parenting while sick is my least favourite part of parenting: flashbacks to the pandemic, and the kicker of losing childcare support when you most need it because people cancel so they don't catch it. On Friday when Leo was busy with things I just hunkered down with E on the sofabed downstairs, and we watched Toy Story and ate snacks. But yesterday I felt up to resetting the kitchen and living room, cooking meals, and following E's self-directed play led to some lovely activities: doing a tarot reading together with their colour-in animal tarot deck (their question was about feeling sad when their tablet time is up, and the spread contained some fascinating reflections); making a soft play obstacle course in the living room out of cushions for E to romp across, and then spreading them out and making appreciative noises from the sofa while they practised forwards and backwards rolls; listening to the Cocteau Twins while I hand-fed them tiny slices of cheese crumpet and they pretended to be a baby robin; drawing dinosaurs together out of their new art activities book; watching the playback of their jiu-jitsu coach's competition win an hour earlier, which led to playing Sticky Klingon, a BJJ game where I'm on all fours, they're clinging to my back, and I'm trying (but not too hard) to shake them off; and after dinner we did a bedtime yoga session led by E, and they serenaded me with intuitive piano-playing and singing, both of which I really enjoyed. Their lyrics flowed seamlessly between English and a private language, and I could hear musicality and poetry in the bits I understood. I offered to accompany them on piano while they sang, and that was really fun and turned out sounding quite pretty; they quite quickly got bored and wanted the piano back, but I wish I'd recorded it. Sometimes I find their play extremely tedious, but yesterday between us we managed to land on a whole succession of activities I really enjoy, and it was lovely!

On Tuesday they're starting at the Garden, the self-directed learning community that lured us to Bristol. It's a three day a week setting: 10am-3pm Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays during term time. The focus is on autonomy and cultivating skills: young people take charge of their own projects, play, and learning, and the mentors are there to facilitate, provide support, and assist with conflict where needed. 5 is the youngest age they'll accept (a lot of home ed settings are 6+) and the jury's out on to what extent E is indeed ready to take responsibility for their own toileting, eating and drinking. I've been texting with one of the mentors, B, (who I know through Radical Routes, the housing co-op network) and am reassured that support is available with these things if needed. It occurs to me that being encouraged to undress, clean up, and get dressed again by themself after a toilet accident might be a wonderful incentive to start paying more attention to their bladder signals when they're in the middle of something. However I'm still considering hanging out nearby for the first day in case I'm needed.

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I've been re-reading my 2002-2005 livejournals, which take me from halfway through my last year at school through my time at university - so far I've read up to the summer after I finished my undergraduate degree, before starting my mPhil. I'm having SO MANY thoughts and feelings in reaction to them. It's really immense. There's so much stuff I'd forgotten! Little stuff, but big stuff too - the details I recorded at the time differ significantly in some ways from the memories I'd retained, and there are quite a lot of things that felt huge at the time but which completely slipped away over the intervening twenty years. The private (just for me) entries in particular are an absolute goldmine of honest feelings and details too private to share with anyone - a real treasure trove of self-archaeology. 
 
One consequence of this is a real desire to start online journalling again. I've been paper journalling in notebooks for the last ten years, but not very often and only when I have FEELS to process. This means the journals are a bit harder to re-discover - they're split between various notebooks, and I can't read them on my phone - and they mostly include the stuff I'm struggling with, but less of the lovely and fun and hilarious stuff which I'm really enjoying rediscovering in my livejournal of yore.  I'm struck by the enormous value of being able to re-encounter myself of twenty years ago - in some ways very familiar and aligned with my sense of myself, and in other ways a total stranger whose life is unknown until I discover it - and I'm already grieving the loss of those detailed memories from the last fifteen years since I stopped documenting my personal life and relationships in this way. Which is why I'm popping up on dreamwidth again.

I'm also grieving the loss of the community I had on livejournal. I had such close friendships with people, many of whom I was intimate with offline as well as online. I feel pretty solid about making the switch from LJ to dreamwidth after reports of how the Russians exploited LJ to persecute LGBTQ people, but I left a lot of my best friends behind when I moved. After a decade I imagine most of them have left LJ too. My DW friendslist is interesting, but includes very few of the people I'm closest to; they're either on Discord (where I've been pretty active for the last few years) or Facebook (which I also have ethical objections to, and have therefore used very little for the last ten years; and in any case it's pretty useless as a personal archive). I can post links to public DW entries on Facebook and people will see them, but I'm less and less inclined to post personal stuff publicly.
 
One of the things holding me back from online journalling over the last 15 years has been that a lot of my biggest news has felt too private to share. But if I'm using it more as a personal archive than as a social network, private or heavily filtered entries solve that problem. Another obstacle has been lack of time around parenting - if I post about my day on Discord or in an instant message to one of my close people, I have limited time/energy for saying it all again in a journal. But in the old days I split my communication between telling close people about stuff through LJ and telling them about it directly, so I'm wondering if sharing journal entries could potentially complement texts and voice notes as a way to keep in touch and stay involved with people's lives - especially if I could persuade people to get an account so the posts don't have to be public. The livejournal user interface makes this precious self-chronicle so much easier to read and rediscover than digging through texts and discord messages, which would take quite a lot of work to archive, and involve wading through a lot of non-chronicle communications to get the juicy archival bits.

Handwriting is more somatic, and better suited to figuring out hard ideas or processing emotions - there's something about the mind-body linkup and the forced slowdown of the thought process which is in itself helpful and therapeutic. So written journals still have a place. But typing is substantially quicker, and comments are a source of dopamine, so dreamwidth is much better for recording what happened and motivating me to post.

In the end I only have so much free time, and life is really busy, which makes it impossible to create any kind of thorough or exhaustive record of what happened. One of my friends keeps a three-lines-a-day paper journal, which is short enough to feel doable every day, but I think my old livejournal rhythm of 1-3 longer posts a week is likely to suit me better. I would love it if I could combine emotional processing, creating an historical record for the benefit of my future self, and connecting with the people I love most into one efficient package, just like livejournal did twenty years ago, but in this post-diaspora age of social media I'm not sure that will ever happen again. Still, perhaps there are ways: getting into the habit of copying my discord posts and DMs here as private posts, for instance, or finding a good handwriting-to-text converter and uploading paper journals. Even if my archives are scattered across notebooks, messaging apps and here, posting at least some stuff here feels like a really valuable way to improve the quality of the record for my future self.
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I have a new hyperfixation: moss. I'm listening to Gathering Moss by Robin Wall Kimmerer, which I learned about on her Bryology episode on Ologies with Alie Ward. I heard that episode over a month ago, because it was during that intense fog in late November before the cold snap. I've been thinking about moss and mushrooms and other small things that live in the ground a lot ever since.

I'm now enjoying this cascade of interest which is building on existing curiosities and expanding in multiple directions simultaneously. I keep going back to Ologies (episodes taken in thus far: mushrooms, rocks, tortoises, sea turtles, soil science, otters (omg, otters are dicks), squid, millipedes) and it's really nice to be pursuing curiosity about science in a playful and low-pressure way, after feeling like (or maybe being subtly told) that it Wasn't My Thing as a teenager. I've bought myself books on mushroom recognition, foraging, herbalism and indigenous ecology. I found this article on the centuries-old secrets of gender-affirming herbalism super inspiring. I had the idea of getting E a microscope for Christmas, and Leo got excited and got me three new optical devices: a 10x loupe, a 30x hand lens and a 60-120x pocket microscope, plus a bunch of pre-prepared slides. I've taken the loupe and the hand lens out to the garden and the museum, and I've been doing art based on the slides with my other presents from Leo, a watercolour pad and a set of watercolour pencils.



Most of this isn't exactly new. I've been into the natural world and doing art based on animals and plants for a long time. I've been a witch since I was 16 and have a long interest in herbs and natural remedies. I've been doing forest walks, foraging and mushroom hunting with E since we moved out of the city two and a half years ago. But it's recently coalesced into this passion for everything connected by earth science, ecology, botany and biology which is just incredibly absorbing and fun.
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*conversation in the car about why our car is a hybrid leads to explanation of climate change*
Me: ...and we want all the people to live long, happy lives.
E: like us! We're people! We're living long, happy lives!
Me: I hope so!
E: No we are, we are! *gestures outside* Look, it's all so beautiful! People are building houses, and the trees are beautiful, and there are cars on the road, and it's all so BEAUTIFUL!
Me: (delighted) What do you think is beautiful?
E: That house is beautiful! There are pigeons in the sky! There are - what are those?
Me: Telephone poles.
E: Do you know why?
Me: Because when I was your age, telephones were attached to the wall with wires, and the poles carry the signal to the house on the wires. The phones didn't have screens or video, only voice, and if you wanted to talk to your friend you needed to sit on the stairs.
E: (stares at me in incomprehension)

Diagnosis

Jun. 30th, 2022 11:53 am
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I had my ADHD assessment on Monday! I didn't get a "I now declare you diagnosed with ADHD" moment, but the psych did refer me for ADHD medication so I think I can consider that a diagnosis. There's a 6 month wait for the titration team to become available though.

Within ten minutes of starting the appointment the psych started asking me autism screening questions and asked if I'd had an ASD assessment (no) and if I wanted one (yessssss). So she's referred me for that too apparently! Which is the only way I'm ever gonna get an autism diagnosis on the NHS, so I'm thrilled. 

I'm also incredibly curious if there was anything that tipped her off, or if ASD screening is something they do as standard. Did I ping her autiedar? Am I that obvious? I'm intrigued.

So this is all a) good, b) incredibly validating and a massive relief, and c) a Lot to process. Having all sorts of feels right now, starting with "oh crap, now I need to renarrativize my whole life in light of this information". Might write more about the emotional side of it when I'm less exhausted.
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Reading: A lot of T Kingfisher; having finished the Saint of Steel books I went back to her earlier work in the same universe and hoovered up Swordheart and the Clockwork Boys duology, both of which I enjoyed a lot, although her romance formula of "savvy smart woman, tortured sword-wielding man who thinks he's not good enough" gets a bit stale after the umpteenth repetition. (At least one of the Saint of Steel books is m/m, but there's still a savvy smart skinny man and a tortured sword-wielding muscular man who thinks he's not good enough).) I also read The Hollow Places, which totally fucked me up and reminded me why I don't normally read horror (but which was good enough that I still made myself finish it, although I refused to read it after 9pm).
Since then I've devoured A Glimmer of Silver by [personal profile] juliet - a thoughtful and moreish novella about humans dwelling on an ecoplanet with a sentient Ocean which wants something different than the official liaisons have been claiming it does. It's got a charmingly flawed protagonist who comes through satisfyingly in the end, and some tantalising worldbuilding which I'd love to see more of. For a short book it packs in some big themes, exploring the tension between social and individual autonomy versus harmony with nature, and the question of when and how it's morally acceptable to eat animals. Very enjoyable.

I've just started A Deadly Education by Naomi Novik and am finding it extremely entertaining, especially El's narrative voice. She is just so Done.

Watching: I finished Getting Curious with Jonathan van Ness (loved it, delightful, adore them even more now), blasted through season 2 of Bridgerton (highly aesthetic trash which I found very watchable despite the terrible writing and bizarre lack of queerness), considered watching something a bit more substantial (I'm halfway through episode 2 of Picard but am much more in the mood for mindless fluff at the moment) so ended up on Queer Eye: Germany. Looove!

Initial impression: way more grungy, alternative and real than the high-glamour US version. The Fab Fünf are more heavily pierced and tattooed, especially David Jakobs, who I am obsessed with - she deserves every bit of stardom that has come JVN's way and I hope she gets it. Ayan, Leni and Alyosha are immediately warm and charming. Jan-Henrik I was slower to warm up to - there's still something a bit stilted and tense about him in contrast to the relaxed warmth of the others - but he does produce the occasional self-deprecating joke, and his relationships with the heros are just as good as everyone else's. J-H may be less charismatic than Tan France, but he's also more humble, interested in helping each individual develop their own aesthetic and giving it a final polish, rather than making choices for them. The format is improved too: Aljosha is Health rather than just food and wine, and Leni is Life rather than Culture, and her choices of activities are kind, gentle, empathetic and creative. The German heros all seemed less comfortable being on TV and less emotionally demonstrative than their US counterparts, so there's less Dramah, but it feels more real. I did a big old cry during episode four, and if they make more, I will watch it.

Writing: I'm off work on plague leave, so no progress on The Big Non-Fiction Book, but I have tentatively started a novella that's been churning around on the back burner for a few years. I've managed an average of 400 words a day three days running, but only by writing extra one day and then skipping the next. I did some planning, started the story, felt really happy, then came back to it this morning, wrote more, started second-guessing some of my choices and feel like I'm probably going to throw away everything I've written so far and start again. It's all part of the process! Thank you to Covid I guess for giving me a work-free week and the space to write something other than fic. According to my master spreadsheet I've written 57k words of fiction over the last two years, almost all of it fanfic or original erotica, so it feels good to finally break the seal on starting an original project that's a bit more ambitious.

Growing: The beans are poking their heads up and seem to be doing well indoors. The rest of the seed trays remain quiet, so either it's been too cold for them to germinate or they're biding their time. I've been potting up various things I brought home from the garden center - house plants and succulents which were Baby and therefore cheap, and immediately needed more space, got done a couple of weeks ago, and the rest got neglected until today. The rocket, pak choi and mint were all suffering from not having enough space, and may not make it, but I repotted them all today along with the parsley, which was doing fine. We'll see what happens. It was a push energy-wise - I hope I didn't overdo it, but all those plants would have died if I didn't, so I made my choices. 

Cooking: Really basic stuff due to low energy levels. Omelettes. Vegan meat substitute with rice and steamed veg. Some poached salmon fillets. A baked polenta thing. Oh, I made a large batch of soy mince thing with puy lentils, mushrooms, carrots, onions, leeks and pinto beans. It was meant to be sort of bolognesey, but was a bit weird without the tomatoes. Still tasty though.

Welp

Apr. 8th, 2022 02:38 pm
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The whole house has covid. We got through over two years without catching it, but with the total removal of protective policy this spring and E in nursery it was basically inevitable. (Insert rant here.)

It started with E coming down with a fever last Friday, which turned into gastric flu over the weekend with vomiting, diarrhoea, loss of appetite and dehydration. I was solo parenting on Saturday night and I was worried enough I called 111 on Sunday morning, but by the time we saw an out of hours GP on Sunday evening they had kept food and water down and bounced into the hospital as bonny as anything. Way to make us look daft, kiddo.

Thought that was it, then we both got sore throats and I became feverish on, what was it, Tuesday night? I don't even know what day it is today. I slept for the whole of Wednesday, shivering and sweaty with a piercing headache and whole body aches. Leo solo parented while ill like a champion. We both tested positive Weds night, and so did our housemate. Yesterday I felt quite a lot better, well enough to tackle a bunch of housework and do a batch cook while Leo took a turn staying in bed all day.

I was optimistic that would be the worst of it, but last night I was sweaty and coughing and didn't sleep at all after 2am. Managed to get some more sleep late morning, but not enough, and now I'm with E while Leo goes back to bed. I'm tired, achy, and have a hacking dry cough that is definitely in my lungs.

E has watched a lot of cartoons this week, but they'll be alright. Feeling very grateful for vaccines right now.

The thing is, this isn't even new: we've had a nonstop run of viruses since the new year, and the last month has been mad - E had chickenpox, we all had a mystery non-covid flu thing that wiped Leo and I totally out for three days, and now this. I can't remember the last time none of us was sick. We've barely had any childcare and barely got any work done in weeks. 


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I'm taking part in [community profile] getyourwordsout again this year!

Pledge
: Habit - Apprentice (180 days)
Useful links: Pledge tracker | user notes

What name do you go by? Pronouns? I'm Halo, they/them.

Where in the world are you located? Timezone? UK, GMT

Have you done something similar before? Yeah! I did a GYWO Word Count Pledge in 2019 and met my goal - I signed up for 75,000 words (setting my sights modestly as I was pregnant and due to give birth in July) and made 107,290 words in total over the year, almost all of them on the big non-fiction book I was working on. I finally finished the zeroth draft of the book in March 2020.

I did sign up for the Habit Tracker in 2020, but between parenting, the pandemic and Leo's mobility and pain levels worsening significantly that year, I didn't keep up with the tracking or the check-ins.

What genres and/or story lengths do you usually write? I'm working on a big non-fiction book, which is in a second-draft revision phase. I have plans for the next few non-fiction books I want to write too (a lot of what I'm cutting from this manuscript can go in subsequent books, plus I have other ideas), but I'm holding off on starting them until the first one is ready to publish, so I don't get distracted - I've been working on it on and off since 2014, during which it's significantly changed shape a few times, so it's been a long haul already and I don't want to drag it out longer than necessary.

Beyond that I write short form fanfic, mostly in TLT. I have a bunch of original novels and short story ideas queued up, which I think about semi-frequently, but I can't do everything at once!

What story is currently on your mind? Ooh, I've got an original octopus alien short story/novella taking up brainspace at the moment, but I'm trying really hard to stay disciplined and focus on finishing stuff before I start anything new.

For people writing fanfic, in which fandoms do you think you'll be writing? Almost entirely The Locked Tomb, although I have the dubious privilege of also being the first person to write Ruthless Ladies' Guide to Wizardry fanfic. I have a Hadestown idea brewing too, but I don't know if it'll happen.

Looking for a beta, critique partner, or accountability partner? Actually that would be wonderful, if there are any other non-fiction writers in the group, or anyone else revising a finished long-form manuscript!

What sorts of writing-related discussions would you like to participate in or lead? Hrm. I'm interested in community and accountability to help me stay motivated and focused, because there are always a billion reasons for me to focus on my commercial project instead, not least the fabulous team of collaborators pinging me for attention. Being more active on Discord in fandom has really motivated my fic writing. I want a similar level of community and dopamine to help me stay motivated to get the big non-fiction project finished! I'd also love to connect with non-fiction editors if I decide to go the self-publish route.

Writing goals:

1. Finish second round of revisions to the non-fiction book by end of April. I've edited 6/12 chapters and am nearly at the end of revising chapter 7, and am working with a writing mentor to help whip the zeroth draft into shape. Once I've revised chapter 12, it's time to re-read the whole thing in one sitting, send chapters out to beta readers, and make a decision about publication route.

2. Finish 3 fic WIPs. I have three TLT works sitting around I'd love to finish.

3. Participate in a couple more fic exchanges. I did my first one in December and it was such fun, but I don't want to get totally distracted from the non-fiction stuff.

4. Contribute to the non-fiction anthology I've been invited to participate in (first step: I need to write an abstract for the fundraiser!)

5. Continue to look after myself, look after my body, and practise resting without doing.
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Reading: I've started a few books recently without finishing them. My attention span hasn't been favourable for new fiction lately. I do intermittently manage to finish some new fiction: recent faves (for certain values of "recent" ie October/November) include Sorrowland by Rivers Solomon, The Rising Flood by [personal profile] juliet Kemp, and The Galaxy and the Ground Within and A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers. But mostly it's Locked Tomb fanfic and Gideon/Harrow re-reads.

Listening (Audiobooks): I finally finished A Promised Land by Barack Obama, which I got a lot out of, but lost interest just before the end and it took me ages to actually finish it. I've listened to the TLT audiobooks and am extremely glad I did, because Moira Quirk's performance is incredible and adds a lot to my enjoyment of the stories, including making it easier to write fic because I can hear the characters' voices more clearly. Continuing my self-directed nerdery in mental health and relationships, I took in Complex PTSD by Pete Walker recently which was extremely eye-opening and an excellent explanation of how the four "F" trauma responses work in practice, as well as containing lots of practical and grounded suggestions for managing flashbacks and approaching recovery. Since finishing that I've started Polysecure by Jessica Fern, which comes recommended by many and which so far I'm finding to be clear, compassionate and wise.

Listening (Music): A lot of Catriona MacDonald's 2000 album Bold on repeat. From there, the algorthm has recommended me Catriona McKay and Saltfishforty, both of which I've been enjoying. I've also been dipping into Tori Amos, Florence + the Machine, Kate Bush, Kathryn Tickell, Karine Polwart, and Kate Rusby, who I used to find a bit wet but now feel is the perfect vibe for putting on while I'm cooking, or driving Ember home in the car. According to Spotify I've also played Roundabout by Yes several times lately, which I am totally fine with. In fact I'm tempted to listen to it again now. 

Watching: Not much, but I did treat myself to a film the other night after Ember fell asleep, and watched the whole Paddington movie on my own on my laptop. It was very silly and I enjoyed it. It's always a treat finding a kids' movie with an extraordinarily famous cast, who are all playing daft bit parts apparently just because they like working together. The posh-vintageish-London aesthetics were beautiful, in a Potterverse sort of way, and I want every single one of Nicole Kidman's outfits.

Writing:
I took part in my first fic exchange! I managed to finish a work by the deadline and I didn't hate it, which was very pleasing, and I was delighted with my gift. I don't link my AO3 username publicly so I'll post links separately. Other than that I have a bunch of WIPs, all TLT. I managed to do some work on the non-fiction book last week - currently revising chapter 7/12 - but all my work hours have been taken up by commercial stuff this week. I'm keen to get back to it as soon as I can. I've also started writing down some of the stories I make up for Ember, with the vague thought that they might work as kids' books, although I don't really want to do the illustrations myself so it's unlikely to happen.

Cooking: A lot of comfort food. Pasta with creamy vegan cashew cheeze sauce and roasted cauliflower with turmeric - a sort of cauliflower cheese/mac n cheese mashup. Lots of tuna and cheese melted sandwiches. Butternut squash, lentil and tofu coconut curry. Quinoa with spices, broccoli and beans, made extra decadent with soy cream, tamari and chopped herbs to garnish. Tonight I cooked sea bream in foil parcels in the oven with chopped fennel, green beans, garlic, herbs, olive oil and lemon, accompanied with brown rice and roast carrot. The bream was from frozen and even 40 mins at 220C wasn't enough: we had to finish it off in the pan, and the green veg came out crispy. Next time if I'm doing it from the freezer I'll either give it an hour, or open the foil after half an hour to let it finish. The carrots were incredible though: purple organic carrots from our Riverford box, which I chopped in half lengthwise and doused in olive oil, salt and pepper, with a splash of balsamic vinegar, to cook under foil until tender and then caramelise uncovered for a few minutes at the end. They were definitely the highlight of the meal. Breakfasts are usually either porridge with nut butter and fruit, granola and soy yoghurt, or toasted bagels with tofu bacon (the THIS isn't bacon brand, which I like a lot) and a fried egg.
 

Making: Not much; writing and care tasks are basically it. I spent an evening sculpting clay with L last week and made a cat-dragon, but it's not finished yet. Lots of drawing and colouring with Ember. Ember and I have done various fun activities together lately: making a ball pool out of ball pool balls and a cardboard box; building blanket forts for the stuffies and Duplo villages; dissolving corn packing peanuts in water; making towers and nests and slides out of cushions; giving each other washi tape manicures; sticking foam shapes to sticky-backed plastic. Leo and I are making gradual progress tidying and organising the house with the aim to create more beauty and harmony in our space. I hand-sewed curtain rings onto an old pair of curtains and found it highly satisfying, enough so that I'm considering taking up cross-stitch so I can have more things to sew.
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I've just finally sent a message to my GP requesting a referral to Psychiatry UK for an ADHD assessment, after intending to do so for, oh, 3 years?

That leaves my autism assessment. I've been advised against pursuing autism diagnosis through the NHS as their waiting times are like 5 years long. Do any of you have any suggestions about how I go about this alongside the ADHD referral? Should I ask Psychiatry UK to assess me for both, or am I better off paying for a separate autism assessment privately? If the latter, do you have any recommendations where I should go?

Sweet Pie

Jul. 8th, 2021 08:24 pm
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You are the sweetest pie
That I did ever spy
My little pumpkin pie
My sweet potato pie
You are my cherry pie
The apple of my eye
You are the sweetest pie
That I did ever spy

You are my treacle pie
My little key lime pie
My golden beetroot pie
My rainbow vegan pie
My chocolate cheesecake pie
My summer berry pie
You are the sweetest pie
That I did ever spy
 
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I recently Confronted the State of the Veg Patch, after planting a load of seedlings out in May (I waited WEEKS for the frost to clear, finally got a few nights that were several degrees above freezing, planted them all out in a great rush, and then the frost came back for one night only and set the courgettes and beans back by weeks) and then neglecting them for (checks notes) nearly two months. 

Everything shot up in June, including the weeds. The brassicas (kale, cabbage, kohlrabi, broccoli) had a brief moment of glory before being absolutely destroyed by slugs. I didn't get to harvest any of them. Got an early crop of radishes, then the rest have disappeared under the weeds and are probably powdery and huge now. The Asian greens (pak choi and tatsoi) looked promising for a couple of weeks but then bolted before I had a change to harvest them, so I missed them entirely. Almost all the dwarf bean seedlings died, and the ones I planted direct never germinated. But the climbing beans and courgettes have finally recovered from their frost shock and are doing well. I lost two courgette plants out of six, and the other four are getting big now. We've got the first yellow courgette flowers and the first purple climbing bean flowers (French Blauhilde), and the beans have reached the top of the frame. Carrots, spinach, beetroot, chard and lettuces are flourishing, totally overcrowded amid thickets of weeds and increasingly full of holes due to slugs. 

I did a nematodes treatment mid-May after noticing the brassica destruction, which kept the slugs at bay for six weeks, but a week or two ago it wore off and they started making a comeback. So actually I didn't quite neglect the veg patch for 2 months, but all my available gardening time was taken up with mowing the nettles back, building the bean frame, keeping it watered and administering the nematodes treatment. 

A couple of weeks ago I attacked the less crowded end of the patch with a rake for some large-scale weeding, while looking after E. It was a bit tricky to manage with childcare: the nettles were making a resurgence and E got stung a couple of times, and although they were enthusiastic about weeding, they also started getting enthusiastic about pulling leaves off bean plants. Still, I kept them engaged with my process and talked them through it, and they were really interested and adorable. I told them that the plants need their leaves to eat the sunlight, and explained about the difference between food plants that are good for us to eat, and weeds which are good to put in the compost to make soil. We found a volunteer lettuce that had self-seeded among the weeds, and E adopted it as a Food Plant. I said they could pull a leaf off to eat, so they tore it into tiny shreds and carefully placed a tiny piece of lettuce on each bean leaf "for the beans to eat so they'll grow big and tall". (heart eyes cry emoji)

I wanted to finish the weeding, but in order for E to be able to share the space, my next priority was to take care of the nettle situation. The veg patch is a deer-fenced area about, I don't know, five metres square? it has paved path around the edges, and the whole thing was hummocky grass and bramble and nettle when we started. We took the turf off two thirds of it, dug it over and dug in a bunch of compost and mulch and blood and bone, and that's where my veggies are planted. The other third, at the back behind the bean frame, remains hummocky grass and nettles. From there nettles spread amongst the rest of the plants and are unfriendly to toddlers, which makes my plan of Gardening With Child a bit tricky. I'd mowed them back once already, but now they were knee height again.

So on Sunday while Leo was in the garden and E was bobbining around between the two of us, I mowed them back again. Before doing this I had to lift up the planks I'd put down as a nettleproof walkway/buffer zone alongside the edge of the beans, under which I discovered Many Slugs. I found an empty kitchen compost caddy with a lid, filled it half with water and used it as a Goodbye Slug dropzone.

I also found a TOAD. It was hiding under a plank being very dry and brown and flat, pretending to be the ground. I did not want to mow it, so I went to scoop it up, and it jumped into the veg patch. That was probably a fine toad spot, but I was planning to weed it and didn't want to accidentally tread on the toad or stab it with a fork, so I got hold of it and put it in a tray that had a bit of rainwater in the bottom in the shade, for E to look at. E brought it a handful of grass, which was ignored, and a stone, which was sat on. After the toad had been admired and had tried to jump out of the water table a few times, I took pity on it and we took it round to the back of the garden where there are still very tall wild grasses, nettles and brambles, and released it in the shade where there was lots of tall foliage. It was a good toad. I hope it thrives.

So anyway, I mowed the nettles and then spent a happy afternoon covering the mowed nettles-and-grass patch with mulch to slow down regrowth and prepare it for planting next year. Forking grass cuttings off the top of the compost heap and wheelbarrowing them to the veg patch and spreading them out with a rake made my body feel so good: sweaty and exercised and strong. It was cloudy, but warm enough I took my long sleeved t-shirt off and went topless under my dungarees. My arms and shoulders felt muscular; I felt very sexually attractive. 

Then I made a plan:

  • Weed the rest of the patch
  • Lay down the Marvellous Trickle Hose (!!!!) that Leo got me for my birthday
  • Mulch the whole patch around the crop plants to slow weed growth
  • Plant more plants in the spaces (but how does that work with the mulch)
  • ???
I've recently heard of a thing called No Dig Gardening where you mulch, and it fertilises the soil, and then you plant and mulch more and the plants grow through the mulch, and you keep on adding more mulch without ever having to dig into the ground. It sounds good, particularly given how much I enjoyed the physical activity of forking and lifting and moving and spreading (much better for my back than crouching and weeding). But I'm not sure how it works yet. I think I need to watch some youtube videos.

What with going out to the farm park on Sunday morning and spending the afternoon in the garden, I spent the whole day outdoors. It was really good for me! I'd been so fatigued and exhausted and flat the day before, and so I very much enjoyed the sense of vitality and vigour I felt during the gardening session. I don't get to feel this good every day, I like it. It was one of those idyllic days: the sort of day I yearned for when I was in my twenties. Child and animals and gardening and homemade food. The good life.

My initial plan was to garden during my parenting time, but it's been a struggle - the nettles are inhospitable, although less so now, and it's almost impossible to stop E pulling leaves off the crop plants, and they get bored quickly if they can't participate. Now that I'm back into the patch I'm really motivated to stay into it, and I'm reassessing my priorities. It makes me feel so good I think it makes sense to start doing it in my discretionary time when we have childcare support, time I would otherwise spend working or having my adult relationships. Even just half an hour on each childcare day it's not raining. It's good exercise (and I'm not making time for Tai Chi at the moment, so anything that gets me moving is good) and way cheaper than therapy (which I am also doing once a week, but more self-care is good, and gardening is good for different stuff anyway, I think).

Since then I've got out there twice. The first time I weeded under the beans, which was slow fiddly going and took 45 minutes without making much of a dent in the total patch. Today my new organic pet-and-child-safe slug pellets arrived (nemotodes were totally sold out), so I went out and distributed them on the weeded bits. I hadn't realised it when I bought them, but they're a barrier-around-the-base-of-your-plants thing, not a "treat the whole area" thing, so it only works to put them around plants where I've weeded, otherwise they'll get dug in when I weed and go to waste. I did another chunk of weeding, prioritising the chard which is getting chomped the most. Checked all the chard plants and pulled a bunch more slugs out by hand. The bucket of pellets did the beans and the chard I'd just weeded, which was about a quarter of the chard in total, and that was it. So I need to buy another couple of buckets of pellets, and weed the rest of the patch and put the pellets down, and then we can play with hoses and mulch, and then we can see about planting more things. Meanwhile we've eaten fresh chard every day this week, and when I was weeding I saw that the carrots and beetroot look pretty much ready to harvest.

I am glad to be back in the veg patch. It was stressful seeing how choked it was with weeds, and seeing crops flourish and then get got by pests before I could harvest them. It's been a bit of a race against the slugs to eat the chard before they do, but I've been grateful for the incentive to get out there regularly, and it's lovely gradually reclaiming it from chaos and seeing that there is food under there after all.
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The spoon fell down
And the clouds fell up
The rain fell down
And E fell down
To bother the wriggly worms
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Cookies

On Sunday I enlisted E to help me make toddler-friendly four ingredient cookies: 1.5 ripe mashed bananas, 1.5 cups porridge oats, 4 tbsps crunchy peanut butter and two shakes of cinnamon, all mushed together and squidged into cookie shapes. They were delicious. I baked them for 15 minutes at 200c and I think they'd have been even better taken out a couple of minutes earlier. We ate two each straight away. (E also ate several handfuls of raw cookie mix, which is always a good sign.) If you weren't baking for a toddler you could add honey or sugar, but they were yum without. There were five left, I'm not sure if E has eaten them or if they're hiding.

Pesto

We get a weekly Riverford veg box and they often give us carrots with the tops attached. Their cool little recipe leaflet/newsletter that accompanies each box often suggests using the carrot tops to make pesto. So far we've mostly been throwing them away due to lack of pesto-making mojo, although one time we added them to stirfry (not a success: simultaneously wilty and fibrous with an astringent taste). At the weekend however, flush with delight after harvesting an armful of chard (and several slugs) from the veg patch, I decided to give it a try.

I used the magimix to blend 1 bunch carrot tops, 2 garlic bulbs cloves, juice of half a lemon, 30g walnuts, 50g cashews, and salt and pepper. I needed to give it a bit of a stir halfway through mixing to make sure everything got processed. Once the nuts were in small bits I started glugging in olive oil. It took a LOT of olive oil, which luckily we buy in bulk. Eventually it was pesto consistency and oh wow, that is a million times nicer than shop bought vegan pesto (which contains stealth potato, so Leo can't eat it).

I chucked chard (more veg patch crop) and peas in a wok with a generous scoop of coconut oil and 2 sliced garlic cloves, and stirfried them til they were coated in the oil, then added a couple of handfuls frozen peas and braised in their own steam with the lid on. Added a squeeze of lemon juice and a bit of tamari.

With a portion of gluten free pasta for Leo and a portion of wholewheat pasta for me and E, it came together into a surprisingly perfect summer dinner. We both had radiatori, an excellent pasta shape for collecting large quantities of pesto. It was very decadent to be able to serve pesto by the tablespoon rather than the teaspoon. The pesto was rich and savoury and complex, the chard (picked half an hour before eating) was buttery and bright, and the whole meal felt fresh and delicious, the sort of thing you could serve at a dinner party to show off how well you're coping.

Fish with coconut

I want to call this "fish pie" cos it uses fish pie mix, but there's really nothing pie-like about it. Quick weeknight dinner when I was craving Much Nutrition. 

Diced a big chunk fresh ginger and set it sizzling with a lot of coconut oil. Added two packets of frozen fish pie mix to start defrosting in the pan. Sliced garlic (about half a bulb) and diced a white onion and added them both. Cut half a pack of chestnut mushrooms into quarters, added those. Gave it a stir and turned the frozen fish chunks over periodically to help them defrost. Put the lid on in between so the steam would help them along. Detached E from my leg and gave them cream cheese on a cracker to tide them over while the fish was cooking.

Ground and added whole spices: cumin seeds, coriander seeds (about 1tbsp each), black pepper and mustard seeds (about 1/2tsp each). Also added a shake of turmeric, a couple of cardamom pods and a couple of shakes of black onion seeds. Gave it all a stir.

Once the fish was defrosted and the mushrooms looking cooked, added 1 tin of coconut milk and put the lid on. Defrosted 3 homemade stock cubes from the freezer in the microwave and added two of them to the pan; used the third to make a slurry with 1tsp of cornflour, and added that to thicken it.

Served the fish with microwaved leftover brown rice, and very simple 'buttered' greens (chard with sliced garlic fried in a wok then braised until soft). Very popular with hungry toddlers, and hungry parents too!

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A poem by E, aged 1 year and 11 months.

The sun is sunny
And the swing is swingy
And the trees are beauftibul
And the slide is slidey
And the seesawy is sawsery 
And the play tower is play towery
And the ground is short

Aminals

Jul. 4th, 2021 06:41 pm
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For ages I've been yearning to take E to meet some animals. They are obsessed with animals - their sketchbook is full of birds and fish, they get tremendously excited when they ever meet a dog or cat, and their favourite books all involve animals - but haven't had many chances to meet many different kinds during the pandemic, and were too young to really appreciate it before that. This morning I finally got to realise that dream, and met up with a friend and their kid E's age and went to a farm park!

It was Deen Farm Park in South London, chosen for its favourable location for the friend. It was forecast rain so we brought all our waterproofs, wellies and umbrellas, but in the end there was only very minor drizzle after we arrived, and after that the weather was fine. We met different kinds of chickens, pheasants, ducks, songbirds and turkeys, which I don't think I'd seen up close before - they really are enormous, with flamboyant tailfeather displays and strange brightly coloured tiny dinosaur heads. There was a horse riding arena, so we got to watch the horses trotting around, and there were a couple of pens for smol animals - one containing a couple of large, inert rabbits, and the other containing a mostly invisible burrowing guinea pig. They weren't available for petting, and there wasn't much to look at.

The highlight for me was the paddocks, where we met cows including a cute sleepy foal, large black cheerful sheep that came to the fence to get food and pettings, some donkeys way out of reach to prevent them getting fed, a tall black fluffy alpaca, two beautiful black pigs, and loads of different sized excitable goats, some very short and some the size of small horses, which all crowded round making a big fuss and expertly hustling for food. There were two baby kids too, a white and a black one curled together in a yin yang. I temporarily really wanted goats. (The cuteness is now out of sight, and I'm home and present to how many other hobbies I already don't have time for, so the intense desire has passed.)

E enjoyed it a lot - they fed goats from their hands and wandered off a lot to look at things, entailing several episodes of "where's our child" which is always a sign they're having a good time. On the way home they said their favourite animals were "the guinea pig rummaging around under the hay" (top use of vocabulary there, our kid) and the ducks. It's their birthday this week so we're planning another trip to a different farm park in Surrey, which is closer to us (less suitable for friends or we'd have gone today) and way bigger with a lot more activities. I had a really good time this morning, and I'm looking forward to more!

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