Amy H. Sturgis (eldritchhobbit) wrote,
Amy H. Sturgis

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Happy Hearts Day!

Hi there! I have a few quick links to share:

1. I'm deeply in love with Juan Ortiz's new retro-style Star Trek: The Original Series art here.

2. Speaking of love, I highly recommend Martin Berman-Gorvine's Seven Against Mars, a science fiction novel just published this month (YA but also great for adults). You can read my review here.

3. To celebrate the series finale of Cabin Pressure, you can make your own Captain Crieff hat. The hat is paramount! (Thanks to killerweasel.)

4. Is anyone else planning to check out Vikings next month? It's Vikings. It's Gabriel Byrne. I have to give it a try.

5. My latest "Looking Back on Genre History" segment for StarShipSofa, which is the second of a two-part segment about Edward Bellamy's classic novel Looking Backward, 2000-1887, is now available. (The first part is here.) You can listen or download it here. An updated list of all of my podcast appearances (with links) is available here.

Happy birthday to mr_earbrass and mollypunkin, and happy early birthday to cookiefleck, firiath, alicia_stardust, ankh_hpl, dqg_neal, xerum525, homespunheart, jagash, settiai, rosamundeb, and kalquessa. May all of you enjoy many happy returns of the day!

Valentine Overload

Happy Valentine's Day to all! In honor of today's occasion, a quote:

Hail Bishop Valentine, whose day this is,
All the air is thy Diocese,
And all the chirping choristers
And other birds are thy parishioners,
Thou marryest ever year
The lyric Lark, and the grave whispering Dove,
The Sparrow that neglects his life for love,
The household bird, with the red stomacher;
Thou maks't the black bird speed as soon,
As doth the Goldfinch, or the Halycon;
The husband cock looks out, and straight is sped,
And meets his wife, which brings her feather-bed.
This day more cheerfully than ever shine,
This day, which might enflame thy self, old Valentine.

Till now, thou warmd'st with mutiplying loves
Two larks, two sparrows, or two doves,
All that is nothing unto this,
For thou this day couplest two Phoenixes;
Thou mak'st a Taper see
What the sun never saw, and what the Ark
(Which was of fowls, and beasts, the cage and park,)
Did not contain, one bed contains, through thee,
Two Phoenixes, whose joined breasts
Are unto one another mutual nests,
Where motion kindles such fires, as shall give
Young Phoenixes, and yet the old shall love.
Whose love and courage never shall decline,
But make the whole year through, thy day, O Valentine....

from John Donne, "An Epithalamion, Or Marriage Song, On the Lady Elizabeth and Count Palatine Being Married on St. Valentine's Day"
Tags: cabin pressure, podcasts, sf, star trek, tv, ya dystopias

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