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Having been away from Dreamwidth for most of the week, I have spent most of the weekend reading through my feed. This was made slightly easier for me due to the fact that I have not yet seen Endgame, and will not do so until Thursday, meaning that I could merrily scroll on past everyone's reaction posts. As an aside, I very much appreciate how good everyone has been about spoiler-cuts. I'm still unspoiled (due in large part to avoiding Twitter), and although I have my theories about major plot points and character deaths, I'm still hopeful of making it to Thursday evening unspoiled. (I'm not hugely invested in the MCU, there's just one of the original line-up of Avengers who I care about, but I do feel Endgame is probably best enjoyed without spoilers.)

A few weeks ago, [archiveofourown.org profile] almayen, a writer on Ao3, contacted me to ask if they could translate my Kaz/Inej Six of Crows fic, Kintsukuroi, into French. This was the first time anyone's wanted to translate one of my fics, and I was very flattered. In any case, the translation is up. I can't vouch for its accuracy or quality as I don't read French, but in case you're interested, I'll embed a link here:

Kintsukuroi (1644 words) by almayen
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa
Characters: Kaz Brekker, Inej Ghafa
Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD
Summary:

[post livre 2] Ketterdam était le seul endroit où Kaz Brekker s'était jamais senti en sécurité. Les sentiments d'Inej Ghafa étaient eux plus compliqués - elle avait quitté la ville pour combattre les injustices qu'elle voyait chaque jour dans les rues de Ketterdam, mais voulait inlassablement y retourner. Et c'est dans cette ville - une ville pleine de réfugiés et de laissés pour compte, une ville où Kaz et Inej s'étaient trouvés - que les deux essayaient lentement de reconstituer les pièces brisées d'eux mêmes.



I spent most of this week up in Nottingham for a library conference on information literacy. It was my first time attending this particular conference (it happens annually), and I was a little apprehensive, particularly as I was presenting two times (one joint session with a colleague, one session on my own about a project I'd been working on), but it actually turned out to be one of the best conferences I've ever attended. There was a large contingent of Cambridge librarians, and also some people from other institutions who I had met at previous events, but I also ended up meeting a lot of cool new people for the first time — something which almost never happens to me at conferences, because I'm so awkward about enforced networking and it feels so unnatural and artificial.

Both my talks were well received (we even had people asking for our teaching material after our joint presentation), and they both happened on the first day of the conference, meaning I was able to relax and enjoy and learn things for the remainder. Given at my last library conference I was in the 9am post-conference dinner death slot, my fortunes had definitely improved in this regard!

My prior experience of academic conferences was as a medievalist postgraduate student, so at first library conferences shocked me with their emphasis on the practical (they tend to have a high prevalence of case studies of the 'here's what we did in our library and here's what it taught us' variety), but I do think this emphasis is more accessible than the research, theoretical emphasis with which I was previously familiar. The latter makes it a lot harder to get anything out of presentations outside of your area of expertise.

In other words, the conference was, from my perspective, a great success.

However, three days of intense conferencing does take its toll, and I felt emotionally and intellectually exhausted by the end of it, craving silence and space and solitude. So I've spent the (rainy, grey, cold) weekend close to home, replenishing groceries, cooking, cleaning and reading. Books-wise I've finished just one in the time since I last posted, Margaret Atwood's reimagining of the The Tempest, Hag-Seed. I really enjoyed it, but I think you wouldn't get much out of it if you weren't very familiar with the plot of The Tempest, since much of its pleasure lies in those little flashes of recognition as you realise how Atwood has twisted a particular character note or moment in Shakespeare's original to fit her own adaptation.

I'm currently reading The Parentations by Kate Mayfield, literary fiction with a speculative element, which pastiches both nineteenth-century gothic novels and Victorian penny dreadfuls as it explores the ethics of immortality. I'm enjoying it a lot. I'm hoping to finish it today, but it will depend on my energy levels.

I hope you've all been having great weekends.
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