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Dear Yuletide Author,

First, let me say that I am so excited that you matched on one of my fandoms! I can promise that whatever you write for me, I will be thrilled that you wrote it for me: if you're inspired by what appeared in my prompts or by the additional details I've written here, that's amazing, but if you have some other story that you really want to write instead, by all means write do that! I didn't list specific characters for any of the fandoms I've requested, and I really did mean that: I love these sources, and I'd love to see your take on them.

I apologize for the fact that this journal is mostly locked, though I haven't posted here much in the last couple of years in any case. You can find me on tumblr at [ profile] barographe, which is a pretty good catalogue of my random fannish delights. If you want to get a sense for my taste in fic, my AO3 profile also has a large collection of mostly-unsorted bookmarks: if I've bookmarked something, that means I liked it enough to think that I might one day want to read it again.

General Preferences )

The Two Sides of Monsieur Valentine - Spoon (Song) )

October Daye Series )

Arkham Horror (Board Game) )

Almost Human )

I hope that some of these additional details are helpful to you! Again, take what's helpful, ignore the rest. I wish you a very happy Yuletide, and I really look forward to seeing whatever you write!


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Happy new year, folks! I totally forgot about this yesterday, which is a good thing because I would have been fretting about being revealed myself, but not I get to say that I absolutely lucked out my first yuletide.

[ profile] Ione wrote me an epic alternate ending to Mansfield Park, the Austen novel with which I have always been perhaps least satisfied. It is lovely and believable and exactly what I was hoping to get -- believing all the while that this was an unreasonable thing to imagine any Yuletide author might write.

Mansfield End (38569 words) by Ione
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Mansfield Park - Jane Austen
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Henry Crawford/Fanny Price
Characters: Henry Crawford, The Bertram Household, Mary Crawford, William Price

An alternate ending to Mansfield Park, beginning with Book Three, Chapter XV

And then, the first fic I have posted on the internet since I had a Geocities Sailor Moon fan page (yes, that long), I wrote an Orphan Black story for [personal profile] yahtzee, which is basically a long study of my (many) feelings about Paul and the entire lies-within-lies of his relationships with Beth, then Sarah-as-Beth, then Sarah. (Also my complex feelings about living with addiction):

Duplicity (6282 words) by barometry
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Orphan Black (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Paul Dierden/Sarah Manning, Beth Childs/Paul Dierden
Characters: Paul Dierden, Sarah Manning, Beth Childs
Additional Tags: Canonical Drug Use, Suicide

Beth was everything Paul had been led to expect. And then one day she was different.

barometry: ([sandman] delirium)
Dear Yuletide Author,

Hello! It is very exciting for me to know that you're reading this (and sorry that it wasn't up quite before assignments went out), because this is my first ever Yuletide as a participant! So first up I just want to say that whatever you write for me, I will be thrilled just that you wrote it for me, regardless of the details of the story. I've provided some story ideas in the original prompts, and I give a bit more detail about those below, but please definitely consider those as optional starting points. If there's another idea that you're excited to write, please do run with that.

I apologize that so much of this journal is locked. Feel free to contact me anonymously; I will also post back here once I've checked with a couple people whether you can get in touch with them to ask questions. If you want to see a collection of shiny objects that have recently caught my attention, I'm [ profile] barometry over on Tumblr. If you'd like to see what types of stories I usually read, I have an extensive and entirely unsorted collection of bookmarks on AO3.

Here I will try to give you some general details about my likes and dislikes, before moving onto more discussion of my specific requests:

Dislikes )

Likes )

Okay, more specifics of individual requests:

1. October Daye series by Seanan McGuire (Quentin, Raj, May Daye, Jazz) )

2. Alice (Hatter) )

3. Mansfield Park by Jane Austen (Henry Crawford) )

4. Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman (Richard Mayhew, Marquis de Carabas) )

5. Arkham Horror (Board Game) )

I hope there is something helpful or illuminating for you here, Dear Author! But let me once again repeat: if nothing I've said inspires you, please feel free to go in a totally different direction. I look forward to seeing whatever you end up writing!

See you on the other side!

barometry: ([h50] danny hands up)
This post is slightly delayed because I spent the last week -- through all those record highs you've been seeing on Tumblr -- in the unairconditioned woods at scottish country dance camp (actually for reals), but I've been seeing a lot of Pacific Rim on my Tumblr dash and so I feel like there are some people I can have this conversation with.

Here's the thing: I enjoyed Pacific Rim. I also think it was a pretty terrible movie.

My theory (I always have a theory) is that I enjoyed it because I was watching at least two different movies at the same time: the actual movie playing on screen, and a sort of idealized panoply of all the movies it could have been, in my head. The former pretty much continuously failed to follow through on its awesome conceptual potential, while offering wooden dialogue and unconvincing narrative structure; the second was an amazing investigation of the meaning of personal identity and altered perception embedded in a movie where soulbonded pilots use giant robots to fight giant aliens.

The second movie was awesome, but it is not the movie that they actually made.

Allow me to become more specific. )

Let's not even talk about how hard this movie failed the Beschdel test. I was waiting, on the edge of my seat, for Mako and the Russian sister to say something, anything, to each other, however brief and/or perfunctory. They did not. It would have been so easy for this movie to get a technical pass:

MAKO: "Is your Jaeger operating at peak efficiency?"



(Mako also did not exchange words with the only other speaking female character in the movie, who I believe is credited as "Chinese Girl in Anti-Kaiju Refuge", just fyi.)

Now that I've ranted about my problems with Pacific Rim, let me tell you about the awesome movie I was watching in my head. This involves more spoilers )

So yeah, that's the movie I wish I saw. It's a great movie! It still has the hilarious scientist side plot stuff, and the giant robots, and we can even leave in the stupid sword that you activate by pressing the "sword" button in your giant robot cockpit, and the Dance-Dance-Revolution piloting scenes.

Can I ask people what they liked about this movie? Not conceptually, or in its potential -- because I thought those things were awesome too! -- but in the actual movie on the screen? I'm honestly curious, and open to rewatching the whole thing (though not in theatres), but I'm kind of at a loss at where all the love I'm seeing on Tumblr is coming from.
barometry: ([austen] elizabeth)
So in keeping with my "the best way to be more comfortable posting on the internet is to actually post more"... insight? I'm working through my intense guilt and finally posting this reflection on the most recent full-length adaptation of Pride and Prejudice, the 2005 movie starring Kiera Knightly and Matthew Macfayden.

If you're interested, previous installments are: 1940, 1980, 1995)


Cut for extremely lengthy feelings. But many of them are positive! )

To conclude, I love everything about this movie... except for much of the main plot, and anything to do with Kiera Knightly. So, um, I also wildly dislike quite a lot of this movie. My complicated feelings, let me show you them!

Um, next up is either even more feelings about period-accurate costuming, or feelings about Regency dancing (spoiler: they all get it at least partly wrong). Or possibly my dream cast. Watch this space! Probably it will take fewer than 6 months this time! (But I always have Pride and Prejudice feelings).
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Say, hypothetically, that this morning you discovered your old comics collection in a trunk in your parents' basement, not donated to a church yard sale like you'd thought. What do you do with it?

To be clear, this is not the world's most exciting collection of comics. It's a fairly random selection from the late 90s, including a random selection of Catwoman, a nearly complete run of Generation X through issue 50, brief runs of X-Men and Uncanny X-Men, and some other random stuff (including miscellaneous X-Files comics, of all things).

After spending way too much time with comics price lists, it appears (somewhat to my surprise) that my most valuable comics are Spider-Girl #1, some early issues of Ultimate X-Men, and (by considerable margin, to my enormous surprise) the first two issues of Sailor Moon released in NA by Mixx.

In a perfect world, a world with unlimited storage and archival space, I'd probably keep all this somewhere. But this is not that world: I know my mother would prefer not to keep these, and I'm pretty sure that the annoyance of shipping them to my apartment and then finding a place to put them outweighs whatever joy I'd get from leafing through a couple twice a year. After all, they've been in storage for the last 8 years (at least) without my particularly noticing.

At the same time, though, I don't want any of these to just end up in a recycling bin. But it's possible that that's all some of these comics are good for. Thus, I seek advice.

So any ideas? How can I give these away to people who would want them, or figure out which ones are actually worth selling? Do local comic shops buy back-issues at all? Do any of you want them, perhaps?

This is all very confusing.
barometry: ([austen] elizabeth)
It's only been two days and already I have the next installment in this series up! I confess myself somewhat startled.

(Previously: 1940, 1980)

I think it's fair to say that most people think of the 1995 BBC/A&E co-production, starring Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle, as THE Pride and Prejudice adaptation,1 and I am certainly one of those people. I saw it for the first time sometme in high school, when the Literature Club2 watched the whole thing on VHS. Then I think I saw it again in English class when we read the novel in... Grade 10? And sometime after that I was given the box set as a gift, and I couldn't tell you how many times I've seen it since. Many many times, anyhow.


cut for all the feelings )
barometry: ([austen] on horseback)
(Previously: Part One)

As you may recall, ages ago I made all these noises about making a series of posts about Pride and Prejudice adaptations. Then I made exactly one, and then fell off the face of the internet (except for occasionally reblogging things on tumblr). I've been feeling kind of guilty about that, though I will confess that that guilt is only about 10% of why I haven't posted anything else here in forever, but I've decided to take more or less the same approach to procrastination that some people suggest as a strategy for paying off credit debt: start with the smallest things first, so that you get a sense of reward and satisfaction early on.

Right, so this (much delayed) second post about Pride and Prejudice moves onto the 1980 BBC adaptation, which is subtitled (or alternately titled?) First Impressions. Which was the original title of the novel! This is the first of many ways in which it is clear that this was an adaptation made for people Serious About The Book. Not necessarily in a bad way, just a very BBC way.


Cut for intensity of faithfulness to the source material )
barometry: ([austen] elizabeth)
It seems that I have finally started to write up all my feelings about the various Pride and Prejudice adaptations. So many feelings: I have feelings about plot changes, casting, costuming, the accuracy of period dance, and probably sundry topics relating to direction and lighting. (Probably I will try to spare you those last feelings, since I lack the vocabulary to be coherent about it.)

Part of the delay in my writing these posts was that I wasn't quite sure where to start, or how to organize the posts (by topic? by adaptation? by some mysterious third factor?), but then it occurred to me that many of you may not even know, off the top of your heads, how many Pride and Prejudice adaptations there are! So I decided I would start there, with brief introductions to each.

As I choose to count them, there are four film versions of Pride and Prejudice -- I'm not counting movies like Bride and Prejudice (which I have not seen), or Bridget Jones's Diary, or even the inestimable Lizzie Bennet Diaries.

These four film versions are, as far as I can tell, popularly known by their year of release: 1940, 1980, 1995, and 2005.

(You'll note that we seem to be accelerating the pace of adaptations.)

Today I will start with the most ancient of these, from the distant era of 1940. And it's based on a stage play, suggesting yet more ancient versions never captured on film! The mind boggles.

I suppose I should mention that there are going to be spoilers here? I mean, I'm assuming familiarity with the basic plot outline, but I'll also be pointing out plot elements that differ from the book in each adaptation. So, you know, if you watch adaptations of 200 year old novels for the Unexpected Plot Twists, you should probably not read this.

There's even a book on the poster! So you'll know it's based on literature.

This version stars Laurence Olivier and Greer Garson, and includes a screenwriting credit by Aldous Huxley*! It is the least faithful of all the adaptations, and (not un-relatedly) my least favourite.

The absolute highlight, in my opinion -- also the reason I turned it off the first time I tried to watch it, as a teenage -- is the fact that they decided to set it during the Era of Enormous Hoopskirts -- aka the early Victorian Era, aka the Civil War Era in the US. This puts it about thirty years after the Regency period usually associated with Austen adaptations. I'm not sure if they just had a bunch of Civil War costumes on hand, or thought they more clearly looked "old timey" to a 1940s audience, or what, but it does give a certain crowded look to scenes at home with the five Bennet sisters.

Oh, other delightful highlight! They decided to rearrange the opening scenes so that there is a high speed carriage race between Mrs. Bennet (five daughters in tow) and Lady Lucas, because it is of the utmost importance that each get home first with the news of Mr. Bingley's arrival, apparently? Anyhow, I was intrigued that they had managed to insert a chase scene into a period romance, presumably for thrills.

This appropriately foreshadows subsequent, yet more radical, changes to the basic plot. The one that most changes the tone, in my opinion, is a change to the basic architecture of Elizabeth and Darcy's romance. In this version, Elizabeth starts to grow secretly fond of Darcy right from the beginning, but is Too Proud to admit it. This alters the dynamic of the story considerably, even when other major events remain unaltered.

They also replaced the Netherfield Ball (the event where Elizabeth and Darcy slow dance and obliquely talk about Wickham, in all the other versions) with some sort of afternoon garden party. The one advantage of this change, in my opinion, is that it did lead to a somewhat charming scene where Darcy tries to teach Elizabeth archery, and she's all, 'how kind of you to show me these basic moves. Let me show you my l33t archery prowess!'**

Two other significant changes are the elimination of the letter Darcy writes Elizabeth (he explains in person instead), and the absence of Elizabeth's trip to Pemberley. I think that an Anonymous Wikipedia Editor puts it well when they say that because of these various changes, "[t]he movie implies that the entire relationship is one long flirtation with a few rough patches[.]" (Wikipedia entry)

Even the denoument is changed considerably. In this version, the whole Bennet family is going to be forced to sell their house and retreat into obscurity because of Lydia's elopement (why? how?), when Lady Catherine arrives in state to threaten Elizabeth lest she marry Darcy (as in the book). The twist is that it turns out that it was a ruse! Lady Catherine is herself in league with Darcy, to get Elizabeth to confess her love! Which is kind of weird, in my opinion.

I will talk more about the casting in future installments in this series, but here's the short version: I don't much like the casting in this adaptation. I personally don't think that Laurence Olivier is a particularly good Darcy -- too foppish, not particularly stern -- and while Greer Garson was okay as Elizabeth, I found her a bit... mature is the best word, I think (not in appearance, in manner). Also, I kept being distracted by the ridiculous bows she was forever wearing on her head.

The supporting cast were similarly uneven. The only character portrayals I particularly liked were Lady Catherine (sometimes), Mr. Collins, and Lydia. Oh, and Mr. Bennet was interesting, though less sarcastic and more twinkly than I think he is in my head.

I could also talk about the dancing, but I think that will wait for a dedicated post at some future time.

* I suppose it would not be possible to support oneself by taking psychedelics and writing a single dystopian novel, which is all I had previously known of Aldous Huxley's biography.

** On a positive note, you'll recall that the Netherfield Ball is also the event in which the entire Bennet family (excluding Elizabeth and Jane) act with a "total want of propriety." It is sometimes hard to relate to what this means, particularly regarding the two youngest sisters (they flirt a lot? and are wild?) -- but this is one of two adaptations (the other is 2005) where it's clear that they're out of hand because they get quite drunk, and you can how that would be embarrassing for the family.
barometry: ([text] you killed my father)
As a citizen of a commonwealth nation, I think I should be a bit ashamed at how helpful I found this video: The Difference Between the United Kingdom, Great Britain, and England Explained.

In other news, I've taken the last couple of days off, mostly by accident (where for 'accident' please read 'sloth'). To be absolutely fair to myself, I also had what I'm pretty sure was a (minor) migraine headache, though naturally that didn't actually prevent me from reading two novels and playing several hours of video games while I was "unable" to focus on doing work.

Today is therefore Back To Work Day! Such fun.
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Like a little girl, occasionally I am seized by the urge to play dress-up or experiment with makeup. Playing dress-up is always totally fine, because even if you put on the most ridiculous outfit ever, you can always change before leaving the house.

Makeup is a little bit less forgiving. When I play with makeup, I usually end up looking either deeply, tragically gothic (not the goal), or like I have two black eyes (on bad days). Neither is a look I really want to wear out into the world, but when you've caked that much product onto your face, it's not going to come off immediately, however much soap you get in your eyes in the attempt.

I bring all this up because, with lots of work before me this evening, I am naturally distracted by the thought of producing an exciting, rock-star-esque, smoky eye (my enthusiasm in the face of many past failures is inspiring, really). This is a terrible plan -- about a quarter of the time heavy eye makeup makes my eyes water, so applying it when I know I have to stare at a screen would be a poor life choice -- but it's not like I can do it tomorrow, because we have plans with friends and I'd prefer not to show up looking like the World's Saddest Clown.

Decisions, decisions.
barometry: ([text] you killed my father)
You know it's been a bad week when you keep vaguely hoping that you'll come down with the flu, to retroactively justify all the work you haven't been doing. Were I to list my major accomplishments this week, they would include:

1. Doing some laundry.

2. Watching the first 11 episodes of Hawaii 5-0.

3. Reading enough Hawaii 5-0 fic that I lost all perspective on whether any of it was any good.

4. Getting my hair cut.

And there the list ends. Today, in an effort to Get Something Done I went to the public library. Unfortunately, this just changed the venue in which I have stared fixedly at the internet, waiting for it to entertain me. Geez.

It does not help that I am experimenting with Google Chrome's Chrome for a Cause, because it allows me to tell myself that having the attention span of a hyperactive squirrel is good for charity. Which it kind of is, in this case.
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I am watching the first episode of Hawaii-5-0, not being intellectually equal to anything more demanding.

Guys, this show is so bad.

That is all, you may now return to your regularly scheduled programming.
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There has been a recent flurry of articles discussing evidence that Jane Austen's style was actually due to an editor, and people, I am confused by the discussion.

There's been some interesting discussion of this topic on Language Log, but I still feel it misses the point, which is this: surely many writers get enormous feedback from their editors not only on their spelling and punctuation, but on their general style, plot architecture, characterization, and many other things.

Is this a false impression I have based on fandom, where friends and beta-readers are known for hugely influencing the shape of finished works? I feel like every pro writer I've ever heard talk about their process also talks about having to rework enormous parts of what they've written based on feedback from others.

So what's the big deal? Is the claim that Jane Austen's (male) contemporaries didn't get this kind of feedback at the manuscript stage, and so she's not "really" a classic author? Is the claim that she didn't actually see/approve the relevant changes, so this wasn't input into her writing so much as an ex-post-facto change to her books?

As I said: so confused.

In other news, I'm totally on track with my writing goals!

14790 / 15000 (98.60%)

On track!

Nov. 21st, 2010 03:28 pm
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10368 / 15000 (69.12%)

*does dance of being on track*

In other news, a week of sleeping very badly has me once again attempting to drastically reduce my caffeine intake. So far so good, I'm drinking tea instead of coffee and vaguely planning to switch to decaf in a few more days.

The trouble is that experience tells me that as soon as free coffee is available, I will crumble like a crumbly thing. And free coffee is widely available when I travel, on airplanes and in hotels and at conferences. And what should I be doing in ten days but leaving on a trip? So yes, slightly doomed to failure, though I might be able to hold the line at tea (instead of coffee), since the place I am travelling to is Northern Ireland.

(By the way, does anyone know how to refer if referring to it as Ireland is likely to get me punched in the face? My current plan is to not call it anything until I clear this up.)

But yes, my plan for sleep is to avoid caffeine. We'll see if this helps.
barometry: ([sandman] delirium)
Something I thought some people on my flist might be interested in:

Marvel-themed skins for your iPhone.

(Or your iPod, or your Kindle, or your computer, or your non-Mac phone...)

Also represented are Dark Horse, Hellboy, and Tim Burton, among others.

Who, me? Browsing iPad paraphenalia even though I don't own one? Surely not.

Also, apparently the closest I have to a comics-themed icon is Delirium of the Endless. That's something to fix... not-today.
barometry: ([austen] on horseback)
8261 / 15000 (55.07%)

There really is something to this writing-as-a-habit thing. )


I also made the mistake of beginning to read a novel yesterday, before I did any work in the evening. As I have said before, I am almost completely unable to stop reading a(n engaging) book once I've started it (if only this were true of literature, or academic papers.) So three-and-a-half hours later, I finally got up off the couch, but by then it was too late to do anything but sleep. This is why I am on a no-fiction diet, people (I am also avoiding fic like the plague).

I think I'll wrap up with a couple of things that are awesome:

1. When I was in my early teens, I had a tape of a radio play the BBC made for Murder on the Orient Express. I listened to this tape while falling asleep for years, until finally both cassettes were lost and/or eaten by broken tape players. For me this is the definitive edition of this story.

I've tried and failed to find it on the internet before, but I decided to try again this weekend and it was available on iTunes! (And also as a torrent, which I confess is how I actually acquired it.) I am so happy to be reunited with this radio play, you have no idea. I also have several other plays in which John Moffat plays Hercule Poirot!

I would heartily recommend these dramatizations, but I have no idea if they're objectively any good or if I'm blinded by a fog of sentimentality. I leave it to you.

2. I have new shoes! Mine are off eBay in a discontinued colour (cognac?), so they didn't actually cost $110, but they are wonderful. My feet have been getting increasingly cranky about any heel in a shoe, and insufficient width, and these are absolutely flat and very wide. They are also "minimalist" shoes, which feel slightly more like walking barefoot than a normal shoe, and I really really like that about them. I want all the colours, and it is only their exorbitant price tag that is preventing me.

If they had a winter boot that wasn't absolutely hideous, I would totally drop $250 on a pair.


Oct. 26th, 2010 10:37 pm
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The list of things I Really Must Do Very Soon is growing daily, especially what with [ profile] tartary_lamb coming to visit soon (so exciting!).

Despite this, I only managed the following today, due in part to the 7 hours I spent in class:

(1) Knit a bit less than 1/3 of a scarf I'm hoping to give my brother for Christmas. (7 hours in class are good for something.)

(2) Find out that a postdoc I was hoping to apply for, I can't apply for after all.

(3) Make soup.

I was hoping to do some writing after I got home, but it's increasingly clear to me that this is not going to happen. So instead I am going to give you all a recipe for soup, which I sort of made up as I went along but which turned out pretty well.

It's that time of the year where I find it necessary to focus on my concrete accomplishments.

Recipe: Chicken Quinoa Soup (with some curry) )

I have only recently realized that soup is actually very easy to make. Since I really like soup, especially this kind of vegetable-based soup, this realization has improved my life considerably.

It turns out that 'contemplating my inevitable unemployment' is too long to fit in dreamwidth's mood box.
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Once, talking to a councellor*, I was listing the kinds of books I like to read in my spare time (science fiction, fantasy, and romance), and she was like: "you realize those are all very escapist."

Yeah, no shit sherlock. I've known that since I was a pre-teen, though at the time maybe I didn't know the actual word 'escapist'.

In recent years this escapism has developed such that when I'm stressed I go into lock down mode and read some really epic sci-fi/fantasy romance fic. If I can't find any, I look harder. And when I'm finished the first one I find more.

And then suddenly it's 3AM the night before I have to give a practice talk and I don't have my handout finished. *headdesk*

Faced with exactly this situation, some time ago I commented here that I was going to try to stop reading fiction until I could develop a healthier relationship with it. That is slowly moving up my list of priorities, in much the same way that quitting smoking probably figures for other people. While it goes against my character and my upbringing to ever admit that reading less could possibly be a good thing, I am forced to admit that maybe in this case it would be.

In other news, wedding of cousin was very nice, and the caffeine necessary to manage the 7.5 hour drive home is also helpful when it comes to pulling all-nighters.

*Did you know that the 'e' and the second 'l' in this word are both canadianisms? I thought this was one of those words I Just Can't Spell, because despite all my efforts it remained underlined in red by my computer, but it turns out I'm just being oppressed by my resolutely American spell check!
barometry: ([text] give logic a miss (Discworld))
Sometimes I am abruptly reminded of just how bad my American geography is. Case in point: today I read Dreadnought by Cherie Priest. This book (which is part of an excellent alternate-history American-civil-war steampunk series, by the by) involves a cross-continental journey from Virginia to Washington state. And they'd keep mentioning things still ahead of them, and I'd think wait, no, that's in the flat bit below the Great Lakes, isn't it?

Take Idaho. Despite the fact that I've driven through Idaho (something I only remembered after confirming its location on a map), I was under the vague impression that it was located somewhere in the vicinity of Iowa. You know, because they put all the states with lots of vowels close to one another? IDEK.

Adding to my problems is that I sort of assume that the Rocky Mountains are the same width, and the same distance from the ocean, the whole way down the coast, something that is plainly untrue. Or maybe I just assume that they continue to be the width of a single governing jurisdiction, and so naturally (in my mind) they end at the eastern borders of Washington, Oregon, and California. Thus I get confused when, in a book, people talk about going through the Rockies to get to Salt Lake City, in Utah.

So yeah. Deeply confused by American geography.


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