No, it's tin instead.

I don't make a practice of mentioning typos du jour, but I think today's is worthy of note: there is nowhere in Finland where anyone has a New Year's Eve/St. Sylvester's Day or All Saints' practice of divination with molten Tim dropped into cold water. Not ever. So you might as well get different vats ready for next year.

(I think this is an epilogue. I'm almost sure it is. I've never had an epilogue before; it's rather novel. It's marked as Chapter 53 on the notecard, but that's almost certain to be wrong anyway. Ah! And now we learn that notecards are really no different from outlines: I have them so that I can be wrong about them. What a relief.)

I'm enjoying Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell, although it's only marginally less unwieldy than a printed manuscript in a binder. It looks slightly patchy to me -- in all these pages, there are some small bits that don't seem as clever to me as they apparently seemed to the author -- but there are enough good patches to make it all very worthwhile. I'm caught up enough in the rest of my life that I don't know if I'll be able to return it to porphyrin tomorrow, though. Ah well.

I've been trying to clean my new fountain pen more regularly than I did my old ones. I used to have the habit of just sticking a new cartridge (of a different color) in and going on to see what the colors mixed to, and that amused me, but I think the pen needs more cleaning than that. But I find now that there's too much water in the pen when I add the new cartridge, and I have extremely pale, watered-down ink for entirely too long, and while it might be charming for drawing my own lightly ornamented stationery if I had the time and inclination, I do not. Fountain pen gurus: advice on cleaning the silly thing so that it's ready to use more or less right away? How often do you clean yours?

( Don't mind me, I'm whining about sleep )

*My auntie Mim would never argue with you as she got older. If she said, "I have a doctor's appointment Tuesday," and you said, "Mim, are you sure? We just took you to the doctor last Tuesday, and she didn't say anything about another appointment then," she'd chirp, "Oh, I don't know, maybe I made that up." And either she or you would go look and find out the fact of the matter, no fuss. So the rest of the family picked it up ourselves, a frequent, amiable, "or maybe I made that up."

Ten books or more

Via rilina and ellarien, the meme with "ten or more books read by this author": ( I'm only listing the ones I can definitely verify on my reading list, which is extremely patchy before '02 or so )