/hobby/ - Hobby

>>46740
>ask an app designed always to suck up to you for feedback
What a great idea!

>>46717
Fanfiction gets a bad rap, but it's got a long history of being among the most celebrated genre's in Western culture. Dante's Bible fanfiction single handedly shifted how Christians viewed hell and the afterlife. One of the central figures in the Divine Comedy was Virgil, who authored one of the classic works of fanfiction, the Aeneid. Wagner's Viking fanfiction became one of the most celebrated and influential operas in history. Lord of the Rings could be considered Tolkien's magnum opus, and it's barely concealed fanfiction for all the medieval history and literature that he was immersed in, with Gandalf being an expy for Odin, Boromir for Roland, and plenty more.

Fanfiction is a particular type of fiction, but it isn't an inferior sort.

>>3558
I am writing this to try meet like-minded writers. I am a published writer with 5 short stories, and over a dozen poems, in print. I work in horror and weird fiction, mainly because I feel like it is closest to Romanticism and Marx's literary topoi of spectres, vampires, hauntology, and more. In the past, I was mainly a /lit/ poster, and don't use /leftypol/ as much as I'd like to, but I have always been some strain of Marxist or communist or anarchist or egoist. I studied Ezra Pound's epic poetry at a PhD level and wanted to reconcile his economic poetics with Marxist understandings of art and world history, but was heckled out of my degree by neoliberal-minded Butlerians and their fascist ilk.
Check out my currently catalogued writing credits and feel free to email me if you want to chat about writing or books:
https://www.isfdb.org/cgi-bin/ea.cgi?358638

2 chapters for a work in progress book I'm attempting to write. It's about a WW3 taking place in the American continents. I'm planning 4 parts, first part follows a trucker in the midwest.

Part 1: the river

Chapter 1: The Last Haul to St. Louis
The October day was hot, a damp, oppressive heat that clung to the skin despite the overcast sky and the constant drizzle. Sam guided his rig toward the final checkpoint out of Indiana, the last barrier between him and the fractured lands of southern Illinois. Beyond that was St. Louis, and maybe a shot at something resembling safety. But deep down, he knew the truck wouldn't make it. Diesel was a ghost in this part of the country, and he was running on fumes and a prayer, hoping to trade some of his employer's cargo for fuel along the way. It was a breach of contract, a risk. But the contract didn't matter anymore. This was about escape.
The truck groaned, its momentum bleeding away as he rolled to a stop in the outpost blocking the bridge across the Wabash River. Covenant soldiers, clad in mismatched gear, waved him aggressively toward the inspection lane, two pick-up trucks blocking his way out. The papers from his OAM employers had been a charm from Indianapolis to here, but this was different. This was the border. The final gate.
With a hiss of air brakes, the rig settled into a burbling idle, the engine drinking the last dregs from the tanks. A soldier tapped on the driver's side window with the muzzle of his rifle. Tap. Tap. Tap. Like a clock counting down. Sam already had the manifest in hand, the One American Market logo stark against the paper. He gripped it tight, his knuckles white, and rolled down the window.
The soldier snatched the paperwork without a word and carried it under a nearby canopy, out of the rain. Two others remained, their fingers resting on the trigger guards of their rifles, eyes locked on him. Beyond them, the Covenant flag hung, obnoxiously large. Thirteen stripes, but where the stars should have been, a single Star of David was pierced by a cross.
Sam’s mind drifted, a dangerous habit. He was calculating the miles to the first potential fuel stop in Illinois when the crackle of a walkie-talkie snapped him back. The soldier under the canopy was speaking into his radio, his gaze flicking toward Sam. The conversation was a burst of static and jargon, but the tone was clear. Final.
The soldier pointed directly at Sam and barked an order to his Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>46772
chapter 2: Home
The steering wheel fought him, turning to dead weight as the engine died for the last time. Sam guided the coasting rig, a silent, eighty-thousand-pound tombstone, onto the exit ramp for Nashville. The beat-up police car followed close behind, a predator escorting a dying whale to the shallows.
The town unfolded like a lesson in grim perseverance. It wasn't the apocalyptic ruin of Burnt Prairie; it was something more disquieting—a place that had chosen to live, but at a cost. Lawns were overgrown, but the streets were clear of debris. Houses sat with boarded-up windows, but fresh smoke curled from a few chimneys. People stopped what they were doing hoeing in a community garden, mending a fence—to watch him pass. Their faces weren't friendly or hostile; they were blank, reserving judgment. They were the faces of people who had learned that new things, whether they were storms or strangers, rarely brought anything good.
The police car nudged him forward until his rig rolled to a final, definitive halt in the gravel lot of what looked like a repurposed auto-body shop. The sign was gone, but the bay doors were open, revealing shadows and the glint of other machinery.
The passenger from the police car, a man with a sun-beaten face and a deputy's vest over a flannel shirt, was at his window before the air brakes finished sighing. He didn't point his rifle, just rested a hand on its stock.
"Keys," the man said, his voice flat. "Sheriff Briggs would like a word. He's been looking forward to your arrival."
Sam removed his lucky rabbits foot before begrudgingly handed the keys over to the deputy, feeling like he was handing over a piece of himself. He could see two other men trying to jimmy the back open.
“It’s got a special lock on the back, you need a code to…”
Before Sam could finish, the metallic whoosh of the cargo door sliding open cut him off. His heart sank into his stomach. The only leverage he had was gone. The deputy nudged him away before he could protest further and started leading him toward the county police station. He could hear the whoops and cheers of the two men as they began scouting out the truck's contents.
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>>46357
Kubrick was a master of cinema
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xa-KBqOFgDQ

I just went to see this. You may think that this is an intolerable film about white cis men getting cancelled or whatever and I'm here to tell you that you'd be right but it's also actually really good. The first proper post-woke film to actually deliver. It's also the first 2010s period piece, I think? Not many people are catching onto that.

>>46761 (me)
On the post-woke aspect, some namefags on USApol will be very happy to see this movie. Not saying who exactly who but you will know them by their reaction to it.

>>46761
I got so bored like 45min I walked out. I found both Garfield's and Roberts' characters absolutely insufferable. I am biased against academics but wow

>>46425
Heat 🐐

Season 2 Trailer real, bois and girls.

>>46707
Mite b cool
Generic as hell trailer though

>>46707
it out it ok

Getting close to wrapping up Zola's La Débâcle about the utter misery of the Franco Prussian war, from the peasantry, to the army rank and file, all the way up to Napoleon III himself. He's done a great job of building up a sense of scale for the sizes of the armies and the landscape of northeastern France, then painting a picture of a landscape peppered with the debris of battle and flooded with torrents of shattered men and the victorious Prussians. Also love the way that even the largely defeated men can turn on a dime when they have nothing left to lose.
I've previously read Zola's Germinal, about a coal mining village in France developing class consciousness but then being utterly defeated. I definitely recommend it if you're not interested in constant talk about army maneuvers.
Anyone recently read any interesting fiction that they would recommend me? I want to read several more fiction pieces before I dive back into historical literature, I find that fiction does a better job of improving my reading stamina. Even memoirs can do the trick tbh.

i read le rivage des syrtes last month
in it we become acquainted with the venerable and illustrious country of orsenna, a country somewhere in some mediterranean sea experiencing some hundreds of years of peace after an unfinished war, outwardly rich and peaceful, the people of orsenna have grown restless beneath the surface as society slowly decays and retreats from the borders to take refuge in the heartland.
in front of orsenna and across the sea lies the country of farghestan, a sleeping giant of an oriental amalgam and perennial foe. the people of orsenna have been forbidden contact with farghestan after the last war and contact on their end has also stopped after farghestan collapsed into petty feudal clan wars yet now strange and mysterious forces are at work in farghestan just as in orsenna the people cry out for change, for something that makes them step out of their monotony and allows them to feel something new, no matter if the cost is the likely self-immolation of orsenna.

the book makes an excellent work of creating an atmosphere of foreboding, that something ominous and ineluctable is on the horizon even as you scream at the characters to get a fucking grip on themselves! and think about the consequences but they can't stop and even if they know what might happen they care not for they're sick and tired of the never ending peace.

excellent book to read if you're an fsl (french as a second language), the writing is very beautiful but you do need a somewhat high vocabulary to enjoy it. lots of florid internal monologue and reminiscence. don't know how well translated the english version is.

>>46696
forgot to add that i can't help but being reminded of the current state of the world in some aspects or with regards to certain people when reading it which gives it a certain layer of grimness

>>45585
Kolya Krassotkin is a predecessor to Cuno from Disco Elysium.

>>46696
sounds interesting i'll try take a look at this in translation

hoping my car passes inspection so I can get back to my crops before the frost comes

>>46751
>waxy farina cuticle
Interesting, have to dig into this sometime.

>>46753
potato anon here again. picked some today, Timo and Queen Anne. boiling up some of the latter to see if they're good. most of them went in the "to be planted next year" box due to green spots. will harvest more tomorrow, because I still have
>more Queen Anne
>Almond potatoes
>King Edward

>>46763
update: the Queen Annes were good. could maybe have boiled them for a few more minutes

>>46579
i've been reccomended to watch it but skeptical about it being libshit. i have a bone to pick with many of these liberal portrayals of dystopia and authoritarian because im increasingly convinced its not how it works. but then it would undermine the liberal argument that all we need is decency and constitutionalism in politics to guard against totalitarianism, when you can use these very liberal instruments to achieve those goals.

There's a S Korean show on n*tfl*x called The Glory. Revenge story about a woman that was severely bullied and abused in high school and gets revenge on the bullies,teacher and parents years later.

>>46737
It's unrepentantly liberal. My favorite part is when people march against the theocratic fascists that murdered the government and overthrew the entire country armed only with bullhorns and signs and then are shocked when the fascists just gun them down, then the protesters immediately give up.

>>46737
There's something to be said about Gilead being a theocratic fascist state which relies on the commoditization of female exploitation and suffering and THT being a tv show that relies on the commoditization of female exploitation and suffering.

American Horror Story is kind of fun.

>>45013
>I also used to think it would be cool to see female space marines (I like Samus Aran) but now I know the lore and the fact that Sisters of Battle exist.
On the other hand, trans space marines can still be a thing. Like, space marines were already turned into these giant throbbling pieces of meat so they already had surgery on their bodies technically, it only makes sense to go even further and just transition.

>>46521
AI slop

>>3335
Yea theres kind of a nice (seems to me very deliberately) meta-textual irony in the 40K lore where Chaos, this big evil Other that is supposed to be the justification for mankind being this militaristic fascist hellhole, is actually the product of this millitaristic fascist hellhole itself. The empire of man is literally shadowboxing its own repressed subconscious manifesting in the warp. Kind of a parody of how fascism tends to scapegoat its own internal contradictions on outside forces. Something the chud warhammer fans generally dont seem to pick up on.

>>20454
>Ward is liberal
Wildbow predicted the rise of "titans" who cause the foundations of the world order to crack

Worm was a story about the collapse of liberalism into neofeudalism, as seen in Hurricane Katrina. Its sequel Ward is about how these inhuman tech oligarchs like Elon Musk are far above normal bourgeoisie, just as Porky capitalists are above workers. That's why Glory Girl is so triggered by the idea of titans being way stronger than her where regular people are like "lol its just Thursday for us, relax". This accelerationism trend of wealth accumulation towards the ultra powerful makes the "petite" bourgeois class very offended by the idea that Elon Musk has exponentially more hegemony than they ever will. Taking control over the firmament on which we all stand isn't fair!!!

>“I’m on a brink, and I can’t see it, but I can feel it,” the man said.
>“Try not to think about it,” Rocketround said. “Okay?”
>“I can feel it,” the man said. He wasn’t paying much attention to Rocketround. “All the way down to this vast well, partially filled with potential energy. Like I’m on the lip of a volcano and it’s an impossibly long fall with only magma at the bottom. I don’t know if I’m better off throwing myself down into that or leaving it alone.”
>“Leave it alone,” I said, my voice joining more than one other person’s.
<“What if my thoughts and brain get made into a part of that? One piece in that thing’s construction. What if it makes me immortal, forever a part of this thing? A recording of me in there, how I think, how I do things.”
>“We’ve studied parahumans, powers and power sources a lot,” Roadblock said. “We’re pretty sure that’s not a thing.”
>“Yeah,” the guy in the clearing’s center said. “But…”
>He trailed off.
>“It’s not a thing,” Rocketround’s voice joined Roadblock’s.
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Anyone following his latest story? How is it going?

is stalin canon in the world of pikachu or whatever

>>46727
Only in the first game when the US existed.

>>46726
every niche fiction community has someone that makes most of the daily contributions so you should just ask this question in wildbow's discord server

The knights of guinevere pilot was okay. Good animation and an interesting story for the most part.

>>46729
Franky was goated, love me a proletarian woman.

Zootopia doesn't directly map Western race themes into their setting, at least with any cohesiveness or consistency, but does sprinkle in plenty of references to it, perhaps to signal that a distinct but similar social categorization causes tension in their setting.
But I think it's fun to playfully extend the metaphor anyway.

Let's start with Nick's (purported) transspecies son.