A dark age, indeed! Age of inconvenience! No plumbing, no electricity, no nothing!
Every time I place an interlibrary loan it feels like I’m admitting to believing in the future. The library will still exist and will put in a request for this fantasy paperback from 85. That the university the request gets sent to will approve it. That’ll even arrive. That the world will still be here as it is, more or less, and society will keep functioning and I will check out the book and read it.
I’m making myself request this one because I tend to just buy the old fantasy & scifi novels I want to read instead of requesting them. (6.99! On thriftbooks! why not!) but i have no money this month and the university of Indiana has the book right there. Also a Mennonite college which fascinates me. The book in question, The Door Into Fire by Diane Duane (whose name I recognized from Star Trek novels) is supposedly queer and poly, and maybe the Mennonites are more chill with that than I would guess.
It’s good that I’m requesting it instead of just buying it, I tell myself. I have other novels like this that I’ve discovered over the years. Maybe I told you about some of them before, maybe you’re just hearing about them now. Maybe both. I don’t know how the universe works in death. There’s Point of Honor, The Interior Life by Katherine Blake, The Silent City – Elizabeth Vonarburg, The Sixth Seal – Mary Wesley… Have I read them? No, not yet. Actually I think you might have bought the Sixth Seal.
At any rate I started this entry at least two weeks ago, and it was going to go in a twisty medieval way because I was listening to the new Tori album, In Times of Dragons. And I thought that Tori would make a good Nimue, but then I thought she’d make a great Morgain too. And Guinevere. And Igraine. And obviously she would make a fantastic Lady of the Lake. And I wanted to find different pictures and make something, and I thought about Swamp Arthur and how I’ve been thinking about going over what we had written so far. And then I think I stopped thinking about it because it hurt and I missed you.
Anyway, maybe this will be the year I finally read The Once and Future King. Maybe I will reread Swamp Arthur. Maybe.
Oh, and the library website blipped before I got my ILL request in and honestly I haven’t tried again yet because. *stares into the void* But I will.