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I fed the birds. I've seen a few sparrows and house finches.
I put out water for the birds.
.
is in a small ferry to Robben Island
one that shuttles you to the former prison
where those who fought against apartheid were held
The only answers may be in one wool blanket
a basin
toilet
cell
and the tiny windows of Robben Island
in the discarded artillery
the rock and the limestone yard
where many were blinded
driven mad
Now the survivors former prisoners
give tours
their faces carved like tree roots exposed
The only answers may be in the surrounding peaks of Table Mountain
its Twelve Apostles
all now standing as testament to what
through years of struggles
can be defeated
overcome
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I've been traveling since last Tuesday, and as a result I read a l.o.t.
1. What are you currently reading?
I finally have started Lip and Sword by Jin Shisi Chai. The GR and SG reviews made it sound like extremely toxic yaoi, but so far it's way tame compared to some of the manga I read; I'd call it toxic-lite. Tho I was flipping through the rest of vol 1 (of 3) and it does look like it's gonna get more toxic before it gets less toxic. Given my current mood and expectations, that's a plus, just to be clear.
I've also got a couple graphic novels I started but bounced off of yesterday morning once I crossed the "awake for more than 24 hours" point lmao. I'll circle back.
2. What have you recently finished reading?
Because I was traveling, my available reading was entirely either books I brought or stuff on my phone from Libby.
- Go Luck Yourself by Sara Raasch: read this whenever I needed a mental break from Babel. Sequel to The Nightmare Before Kissmas, somewhat less enjoyable tho I'd be hard-pressed to put my finger on why, maybe because the political parts felt less thought-through and it feels like everything goes right for basically no reason, not because the characters worked hard to make it go right? Also I think because "being really mean to each other is flirting" is just not my thing.
- Babel by R. F. Kuang: I've already talked about my opinions on this a little on the Press's Discord (it's here, if you want to join). I definitely have some criticism and some things I wish it had done differently, but overall, damn. What an incredible book.
- Gwen and Art are Not in Love by Lex Croucher: absolute disaster in the pacing department imo, but it definitely had some parts I liked. I wish literally anyone other than Arthur knew how to apologize. It's a little sad that the most convincing/enjoyable relationship dynamic was the f/m Sidney/Agnes side ship. Historical England where Arthuriana was true, with m/m and f/f.
- XXXHolic Omnibus vol. 4 - 5 by CLAMP: okay it's finally grabbed me, lol. Assuming I can borrow the last couple omnibuses without a wait, I suspect I'll finish the series within the next week.
- Haikyu!! vol. 35 - 36 by Haruichi Furudate
- I Don't Need a Script for Love by Umire Konatsu: decent if lightly toxic modern BL erotica manga about two actors.
- My Love Will Last Until the End of Time by Nanako Haida: cute reincarnation BL one shot, could have benefited from more room to breathe (even a duology) but I still liked it.
- Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba vol. 10 by Koyoharu Gotouge
- Sating the Wolf by Troy Arukuno: porny omegaverse one-shot with a small bunny alpha and big wolf omega. It's relatively rare to see the dynamics subverted even that much so that was nice.
- Wolf Pack by Billy Balibally: I expected more from this m/m alpha/alpha thing, especially considering what's in Fangs. It was fine with nice world building but I wish there'd been more "there" there.
- Mitsuka vol. 1 by akabeko: first time in a long time I'm gonna dnf a series. I read all of vol 1 but I'm nope for more, on the toxic yaoi scale this was too toxic for me.
- Hitorijime My Hero vol. 15 by Memeco Arii: finally caught up on this. It's starting to do time jumps, so I'm guessing there won't be many more volumes, tho this wasn't the last.
- Acid Town vol. 6 by Kyuugou: this is the last written volume of this tho it's not the end of the story. It's kinda a pity I guess, because as dark as this was it was an interesting series and I'd have liked to see these characters get a happy ending, but given that vol. 6 was published in 2019 I'm guessing we'll never know. At least that means I can pretend it all works out great and no one dies, lol.
- Witch Hat Aterlier vol. 10 by Kamome Shirahama
- Fire Force vol. 6 by Atsushi Ohkubo
3. What will you read next?
I've technically already started Trans History: From Ancient Times to the Present Day by Alex L. Combs and Andrew Eakett, and I'll probably finish it next. I'm also pretty hooked on XXXHolic by CLAMP now, with two volumes to go. I've read every other graphic novel/manga I've got on Libby due within the two weeks, so the what else I read will go on vibes. Now that I'm home I've got physical library books too, but I'd have to look at the pile to figure out what's up next (and right now I don't feel like going and looking).
For novels, I'm actively reading Lip and Sword obviously; I'm in volume 1 of 3 and presumably will read the other two. I've also got The Tomb of Dragons by Katherine Addison on Libby and I'm working hard to convince myself I want to read it despite the ship betrayal. The loan has 11 days left to presumably I'll read it in the next two weeks, I guess, if only because I'll feel bad having made the people who have it on hold wait if I then don't actually read it.
All that said, I'm traveling again this Friday through Sunday so that'll also be a factor. I am. so not ready to leave again.
Anyway, long WWW Wednesday is long. I'll shut up now.

The only fate more glorious than dying for the uncaring empire is dying over and over for the uncaring empire.
Red Sword by Bora Chung (Translated by Anton Hur)
What went before ONE: I am going to have to prevail upon the goodwill and kindness of the firemen to help with the smoke alarm. It is perhaps that an inner shield was not removed when the device was installed, and my hands are too week to turn the damned thing and open it.
I fear that's also going to be the case with the electric broom, though I'm pretty sure the firemen won't fix that.
Onward. I have made a cup of mocha, because I can, and have been through what I wrote yesterday, which remains good.
What went before TWO:
How Many Cats Are In This Picture?
What went before THREE: So, the generator guy pronounces the generator in good shape. He of course had to switch the power, so I'll now have fun resetting all the clocks.
But that's not why I called you here this afternoon. I am horrified by my new embroidery project.
#1: The thread is not embroidery thread; it seems to be Just Thread wound around a thread keeper, one strand and it's all kinked up because it's been wound on the card for ... some time. I figured to iron it, to make it straighter and thus easier to work with, and? It melted. MELTED.
#2: One strand of this weird thread, doubled to make the two strands called for in the pattern, means a smaller needle than I usually use, and I am not certain at all that I'm going to be able to keep the dern thing in hand.
So! Definitely something I'll be working on away from home. Or, I can possibly do a refrib, replace the stoopid thread with Actual Embroidery Thread from the Stash, and tally-ho.
That may be my best option.
But first?
The clocks!
What went before Three-point-one: Summing up. The weird thread is said to glow in the dark. As I got the kit from a friend who was thinning her stash, and have no investment in the finished piece glowing in the dark, I have found appropriate colors in my Big Bag of cotton floss, and will be continuing with them.
What went before FOUR: Back from needlework. I got really involved in my project and the time flew. Good company helps.
Coon cat happy hour has been served up and I've poured myself a glass of wine.
I did a little bit of tinkering with the WIP today, but my real problem is how the scam is going to work, so I'm letting the boys in the basement work on their Powerpoint for awhile. I'm really like where this is going.
The only thing on tomorrow's schedule, aside, yanno, one's duty to the cats, and eating, and like that, is Rookie's Annual with his vet in the afternoon. I hope to write in the morning hours, but if the guys are still working, it's no big deal.
I think I may finish the green bit while I listen to These Old Shades -- this will be New Territory; I've never listened to a book while I was doing something else. I wonder how that will work.
Everybody stay safe; I'll see you tomorrow.
Wednesday. Sunny and going for warm/hot-ish.
Once again, I am Up but not At 'Em. I hope to find Motivation in a mug of Republic of Tea's strong Irish Breakfast, as soon as it's even remotely cool enough to drink.
Trooper has had his first snack of the day, with medical inclusions.
My breakfast, once I get to that part of today's agenda, will be half an everything bagel and, oh, a slice of Swiss cheese; cherries on the side.
Slept hard, but with many disturbing and complex dreams, none of which I can remember of course, except that one had something to do with Alma Alexander and a car.
Notes on the day just behind us:
1 How Many Cats Are In This Picture of course comes from Highlights for Children, where it was a recurring puzzle. I don't remember much else from Highlights for Children, but I do remember that. Obvs.
2 Listening to an audiobook while sewing is a Dangerous Game. I sat over my needle much later than I had intended, listening and stitching in an Altered State. If I'm going to make a Habit, I'm going to have to set a timer.
2a Last night's experiment, ref #2, convinces me that listening to a book while driving is not going to A Thing for me. Good deal that I like to listen to music when I drive.
I didn't have much of a plan for the day, but whatever it was, I have now taken the Command Decision to reduce it to: Breakfast, Cat Box Duty, Write until it's time to swoop up Rook and take him for his annual check-up.
. . .and my tea is gone. Best find some day-clothes.
Who's Up and At 'Em this morning?
Today's blog post title comes to you from Mr. John Mellencamp, "Lonely Ol' Night"
What good news have you had recently? Are you anticipating any more? Have you found a cute picture or a video that makes you smile? Is there anything your online friends could do to make your life a little happier?
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1. Every time you do your taxes or do almost anything that involves interacting with the state government, you'll have to pick your county, and if you live in Brooklyn or Staten Island that means they list the county with the coterminous borough in parentheses.
2. If you have a kid in school, every year they send you a form reminding you to fill out your Emergency Contact Card, and every year they include the phrase "Blue Card" right afterwards. Because that's what we all call it. Because they're blue.
3. And here's one I haven't thought about much since adolescence, but if a job is apt to hire teens then they will ask for their Employment Certification and then, inevitably, add "Working Papers" right afterwards, again, because that's what everybody calls them.
There must be other examples I'm missing, as well as non-NY examples. I sometimes wonder if it'd be easier for them to just cave to the inevitable and start listing the everyday term first and then list the "real" term afterwards.
I was going to feed the birds, but it was raining.
EDIT 7/15/25 -- I fed the birds. Not much activity today though.
I put out water for the birds.
EDIT 7/15/25 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.
I've seen a mixed flock of sparrows and house finches, plus a fox squirrel at the hopper feeder.
EDIT 7/15/25 -- I potted up three apples fallen from the birdgift tree.
I am done for the night.
Note that our internet connection has been bad for well over a month. Sometimes it's down completely, other times things like Dreamwidth and searches won't run. So I'm losing a lot of work time and may only have access for half a day or less. Given this limitation, there's a higher chance of actually getting things written for prompts that use characters, settings, etc. that are already established.
Two poems recently attracted attention with regards to extending their story arcs, so anyone can ask for a followup to these:
"Incompetence, Sloppy Thinking, and Laziness" -- Victor is displeased with Ghenadie shirking work assigned as fines.
"An Interest in the Affairs of Your Government" -- Frank the Crank accidentally gets elected to the City Council in Mercedes.
Stuck for ideas? You can find prompts by ...
* browsing planned poems for Aquariana and the Maldives, The Big One, Broken Angels, Calliope and Vagary, Officer Pink and Turq, Pips and Joshua, or Shiv. (Some of these I've already done, so they're not all up to date, but others I haven't done yet.)
* browsing my Serial Poetry page for favorite threads or characters.
* browsing my QUILTBAG list, Romantic Orientations in My Characters, Sexual Orientations in My Characters, Gender Identities in My Characters, or My Characters with Disabilities for favorites.
* naming a poetic form you'd like to see written.
* picking a prompt from my current bingo cards: Western Bingo Card 7-1-25
* picking some from the Bingo Generator prompt lists.
* looking up fun tropes on Fanlore.
* choosing an unusual word.
* plugging a favorite topic into your search engine and choosing a picture that looks interesting.
* anything short. I could especially use short poems today as other prompts are likely to run long.
* standalone ideas, if you're a fan of that rather than series.
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "anything goes." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things of any type. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
( New to the fishbowl? Read all about it! )
Colossal Biosciences is planning to bring back the giant moa, a 3m (10 foot) tall flightless bird that went extinct around 600 years ago, shortly after humans arrived in New Zealand. Peter Jackson is one of the major investors. Considering the difficulties the Australians had when dealing with emus, which are only 2/3 the size of the great moa, they really need to consider that there was probably very good reason that the early New Zealanders wiped them out.
I picked up a second CPAP battery (to enable the possibility of using it for up to 3 nights off-grid) and went to charge it to my FSA. No-go, it said. That was a 2025 expense any my FSA could only reimburse 2024 expenses.
Many phone calls and run-arounds later, it turns out part of the problem is that my employer changed FSA administrators between 2024 and 2025. So my existing account couldn't reimburse 2025 expenses because that was out of scope for them. And the 2025 FSA administrator couldn't reimbuse a 2025 expense because I didn't have a balance in their account.
So what happens to my balance? How do I get my money? The 2024 administrator says, "We send it back to your employer. No idea beyond that." And my employer, after tracking down someone who claims under understand FSAs says, "Oops, sorry, your money is gone. No recourse. Use it or lose it." Eventually, I shrug and chalk it up to experience.
The 2025 benefit adminstrator (who also administers my IRA) at some point sends me an ATM card for my FSA. I check in with them: "Hey you sent me this card, but I don't have a FSA with you so there's no money in it and there won't be any money in it, should I just trash the card?" Yes, they say.
A month or so later, I get a notification: "Hey, you know your FSA balance? We've rolled it over into New!Administrator Account." So now I have to request a replacement ATM card (since it's the only way I have to use the money). With some trepidation that I was still being jerked around, last week I submitted the receipt for my CPAP battery. And--voila!--yesterday the money was deposited to my checking account.
So everyone who carefully explained to me that the FSA balance was use-it-or-lose-it and that they were just going to keep my money, thank you very much, was utterly wrong and didn't even know they were wrong and will continue to be ignorant of their wrongness. But me? I got my battery covered and have another $200 of medical money to spend, after which I will be done with the confusing nonsense that is the Flexible Spending Account.
And I will continue to disbelieve official opinions when they do not align with logic or justice.
This is the second of the two papers on the history of sexology that I pulled out in preparation for a podcast.
Chauncey, George, Jr. 1982. “From Inversion to Homosexuality: Medicine and the Changing Conceptualization of Female Deviance” in Salmagundi 58-59 (fall 1982-winter 1983).
This article focuses on the end of the 19th century as the era when a medical model of homosexuality replaced a religious/moral model, creating the conditions for the idea of belonging to a sexual minority. Starting with the first publication of a medical paper on “sexual inversion” in Germany in 1870, the next few decades saw increasing interest from medical professionals in the topic. However Chauncey argues that a direct connection between medical publications on the topic ad the rise of self-conscious identities is far from established, or that homosexuals accepted the medical model uncritically. In particular, that view—that sexology invented homosexual identity—ignores preexisting evidence for subcultures and concepts of identity, even when documented in the medical literature itself. The author notes other issues that complicate this connection, such as the restricted social class that most medical studies were drawn from. He recommends non-medical and more personal records, such as diaries and letters, as a field that would provide balance.
Rather, Chauncey suggests, medical literature in America (the article’s focus) could be understood as a response to social change around sexuality at the turn of the century, rather than a driver of it. Medical literature initially conceived of “sexual inversion” as a broad and diffuse category of behavior that deviated from normative sexual and gender roles. Only later, several decades into the development of sexology, was homosexual desire distinguished in this literature as a distinct concept, rather than being considered a simple consequence of an underlying gender identity.
Further, sexology did not develop in a social vacuum. The challenges that the women’s movement made to normative gender roles and the increasing awareness of urban gay male culture are among the factors causing social anxiety that medical sexology claimed to explain and manage. A parallel is drawn between the rise of the idea of “social Darwinism” and challenges to racism and colonialism. One of the implicit purposes of sexology was to justify male supremacy as biologically determined. And this helps explain some of the differences in how the field treated male and female homosexuality.
The heart of this article is a review of 85 medical publications in the USA between 1880 and 1930, discussing how they reflected and responded to changes in society.
The medicalization of sexuality can find roots in pseudo-scientific theories that shaped the Victorian era about male sexual agency and female sexual passivity. Within this framework even women who expressed active sexual desire within a heterosexual marriage were seen as suspect. This lesbianism was inherently deviant as it required at least one of the female partners to experience and express active sexual desire. Active desire was a masculine trait, therefore a woman expressing sexual desire for a woman was behaving in a masculine fashion. [Note: This idea dates far earlier than the Victorian era, of course.] As a consequence of this pre-existing framing, sexological literature described the sexuality of lesbians as a sort of pseudo-male aggressiveness. A corollary was that just as male sexuality was understood to be aggressive and uncontrolled (the onus was on women to “control” men either by being virtuous and untouchable, or by being prostitutes and unconditionally available), lesbian desire was assumed to be uncontrollable and thus required professional treatment to suppress it.
Nineteenth-century gender roles went beyond what happened in bed, therefore the required “feminine passivity” extended to social roles and interactions, and “inversion” was assumed to apply to all manner of behavioral interactions and personal presentation. This could be identified even in childhood by a preference for play associated with a different gender. A 1921 article asserted that female “inverts” could be identified by wearing male-coded garments like tailored suits (even those that included a skirt), certain hair styles, an aversion to corsets, by drinking, smoking, whistling, and being “very independent in her ways.” (Similar assertions were made about identifying male inverts.) In this all-encompassing view of gender identity, researchers could be contradictory. Havelock Ellis, while claiming that transvestism was separate from homosexuality, nonetheless claimed that lesbians typically had some degree of “masculinity” in their clothing, alongside “…brusque, energetic movements…direct speech…masculine straightforwardness and sense of honor…” alongside “a dislike and sometimes incapacity for needlework and other domestic occupations.” [Note: It’s hard not to connect these opinions with the classic “not like other girls” traits of supposedly progressive literary heroines, who habitually reject corsets and despise needlework. Gender essentialism comes in many forms.]
Early versions of the “inversion” theory of homosexuality meant that the object of desire was less relevant than gender presentation. A “masculine” woman was an invert even if happily married to a man (who then would be assumed to be effeminate to some degree, or else he wouldn’t be attracted to her). But by 1900 this had shifted to distinguish homosexuality more clearly from gender presentation, as in Freud’s language about “sexual object.” But this shift was more solidly and earlier applied to men than women and became part of arguments for tolerance and acceptance of male homosexuals, while the same was not argued for lesbians. Even as men were allowed to be “manly” and yet desire men, women were still being characterized as generally “masculine” if they desired women.
Early sexological literature functionally ignored the femme partner of women identified as “inverts,” treating them as passive objects who simply accepted the attentions of their partner, much in the same way that the wives of “female husbands” had been viewed over the previous couple of centuries. Toward the end of the period under consideration, these femme partners were increasingly viewed as actively choosing to engage in lesbian partnerships, rather than being hapless “victims” of the aggressive sexuality of the “actively inverted woman.” But the underlying assumption supported the idea that a femme partner could be “saved” by the intervention of a Real Man.
It can be easy to see how this assumed gender-role-binary works to reinforce itself by ignoring or shoehorning likely counterexamples. If lesbians are always inherently masculine, then a femme-femme couple will be overlooked by those trying to identify lesbians. A quote in the article from Havelock Ellis notes, “we are accustomed to a much greater familiarity and intimacy between women than between men, and we are less apt to suspect the existence of any abnormal passion.” [Note: And if both partners participate in female masculinity—whether in dress, or in behavior—it was common to assign one partner as the more masculine, based in minor differences in occupation or personal habits. This can be seen even before the application of sexological frameworks when partners in Boston Marriages are analyzed to determine “which was the husband and which the wife.”]
Once the shift from “gender inversion” to “sexual object” became established in the first decade of the 20th century, and “passive lesbians” became a topic of greater interest, the medical establishment turned their attention to pathologizing intimate same-sex friendships in single-sex institutions such as schools, convents, and gender-segregated work environments. Now that these relationships were a topic of study, surprise! researchers found that partners might alternate the “husband/wife” roles, or even claim “that they did not think of it in that way.” (Quoted from a 1929 study.) Such relationships had, of course, existed previously, but had been outside the scope of study due to not overtly challenging gendered behavioral norms.
The medical approach to homosexuality shifted in parallel with general medical trends. Where doctors in the 1880s had ascribed inversion and other “nervous disorders” to a physical cause with physical symptoms that could be treated, and argued that homosexuality was pathological rather than criminal, as the 1890s progressed, the “somatic cause” of nervous disorders was increasingly ascribed to congenital defects, which could be managed but not cured. An extreme version of the congenital theory was to classify inverts as biological hermaphrodites, with “structural cellular elements of the opposite sex.” This helps explain the undue interest doctors took in recording the genital anatomy and menstrual habits of patients being examined for lesbianism. This physiological approach faded early in the 20th century but lingered in a form of “psychic hermaphroditism”—the “male soul in a female body” explanation (initially raised as early as the 1860s by Karl Ulrichs). As eugenics became a popular theory, homosexuality was frame as part of a general “degeneration” of civilization to a less evolved state. [Note: Of course, eugenics and theories of degeneration applied to many other social anxieties, such as non-Anglo immigration.] Early proponents of gay acceptance in the 1910s countered this with arguments from Classical civilizations, which of course focused only on male-male relations.
Class issues infiltrated the medical literature in how patients from different social strata were differentially diagnosed: middle-class patients being identified as suffering from illness, while working-class patients were written off as immoral. Lesbianism was claimed to be rife among domestic servants (who might teach it to the children of their employers) and especially among prostitutes where it was assumed to go hand-in-hand with general criminality.
The congenital theory of homosexuality promulgated by Havelock Ellis and others was in the ascendent around 1900, but began to be challenged by Freud and his followers who saw it as an acquired condition due to interactions of family dynamics. (Though many professionals worked with a mixture of the two approaches.)
The article most to a conclusion with a consideration of why gender/sexuality became a topic of medical interest at the specific time when it did, and why the focus shifted in the ways it did. The author focuses strongly on the lesbian angle (in addition to the increasing visibility of gay male subcultures), in the context of challenges to Victorian sex/gender stereotypes and the “resexualization” of women at the beginning of the 20th century. The women’s movement in the late 19th century challenged social and political limitations placed on women (and were achieving a certain amount of success in that field). Declining marriage and birth rates among the white middle class and the intrusion of women into previously male-only fields, created what some identified as a “masculinity crisis” in the decades around 1900. There was a perception that women were having undue influence on society and in the workplace. Within all of this, the identification of women’s challenge to assumed norms as a “disease” enabled authorities to undermine and stigmatize it, rather than having to address the challenge on its merits. Not only were the women who challenged gender restrictions themselves “diseased” but their dismissal of domestic and material duties produced another generation of degenerates. Within this framework, gay men, rather than joining the crusade against the New Women, were rejecting their own masculinity and contributing to the degeneration of society. And to a limited but meaningful extent, the women were “winning.” Meaningful female employment increased. Campaigns for suffrage and prohibition were successful. [Note: Whatever one might think about the advisability or lasting impact of Prohibition, it was a symbol of female political power.] Women were once again recognized publicly as sexual beings. And professional attachment to the idea that gender roles were natural and inherent began to weaken. Within this context, shifting professional concern from “inversion” to “homosexuality” allowed a backing off from the unstoppable aspects of these changes while narrowing the scope of persecution to more marginalized groups. Women could be actively sexual, even outside marriage, but only heterosexually. The homosocial bonding that had supported suffrage and other aspects of the women’s movement could be stigmatized, weakening political momentum. Homosociality was replaced by a greater acceptance of mixed-sex socializing, including “dating culture” and the promotion of marriage as a woman’s primary social context.
Thus, Chauncey concludes, while the shifting medical discourse from 1880 to 1930 did not drive these social changes, it provides a fertile field for studying them in all their intertwined complexity.

INGREDIENTS
1 kohlrabi
2 medium carrots
3 green onions or 1/2 regular onion, minced
3 Tbsp garlic scapes, or fresh chives, chopped
2 eggs
2 Tbsp plain flour
2 tsp paprika
1 ½ tsp salt
¼ tsp garlic powder
¼ tsp onion powder
⅛ tsp cayenne pepper
Black pepper to taste
Vegetable oil for shallow frying
INSTRUCTIONS
Prepare the kohlrabi. Cut off the leaves and stalks, and then peel the vegetable with a knife.
Shred kohlrabi in food processor.
Press down on the grated kohlrabi with paper towels to remove excess moisture.
Peel and shred the carrots.
Mix all ingredients together in a large bowl.
Heat oil in a large frying pan. Once the oil is hot, turn the heat down to medium. Use a small cookie dough scoop to dollop batter into frying pan. Press it down to flatten so that the fritters don’t end up too thick in the middle. Cook for around 2 1/2 - 3 minutes per side, until light brown but not scorched (it is easy to overcook these!).
When the fritters are ready, transfer them to a plate lined with kitchen paper to drain off any excess oil. Lightly salt.
What went before: That was a quick 1000-ish words. I must be on the right track. The WIP entire now tips the word meter at! +/-55,075.
I'm done for the day. Tomorrow's treats include the arrival of Ideal Electric, to subject the generator to its annual inspection, and, in the evening, needleworking at the library. We will also be looking for temperatures in excess of 90F/32C, which is never fun.
And on that note -- everybody stay safe. I'll see you tomorrow.
SNIPPET:
"The wine is well-chosen," she murmured in Liaden, then slanted a look up into speculative silver eyes, and added, "Damn, that's good."
"That the refreshment pleases you must gratify me," Shan answered politely. He sipped, sighed, and murmured, "Ain't it, though?"
Tuesday. Sunny, already warm, and aimed for hot, the first of three. Curtains are closed, station air is on; trash and recycling are at the curb.
Breakfast was roast beef and Swiss on whole grain bread with a side of cherries. Lunch will be, err, something.
Trooper is currently in the bathroom, eating his second snack on the day; my second cup of tea is to hand.
I woke up just before 7, but did not start the day with jets hot. There was, for instance, Tali to be stroked and murmured to, as she's decided that a little morning spoil before arising is good for her complexion, then Rookie got shut in the bedroom closet -- I swear to GHU I'm puttin' a bell on that cat -- Firefly made a Formal Solicitation to be brushed, Trooper had to have his first snack, and so on.
Looking at the to-do list, I may not get any writing done today, though if things go faster than expected, I may be able to grab an hour.
I called a critter removal service yesterday, but haven't heard back yet. I'll give them today, then move on to Number Two on the list.
And that's it -- another day in the exciting, drama-filled life of a working writer.
What's your day looking like?
Flashback to yesterday afternoon: All paws wanted to inspect my new haircut:

An intelligent ship crisscrosses space-time to track the progress of the colonies it established
A Maze of Stars by John Brunner

May the prison you liberate have more than seven prisoners.