one would have thought it was ideal for pdf sales

[incandescens]

After being fondly reminded of the Nephilim rpg by multiplexer, I tried poking around a bit to see if there were any pdfs of the French edition (and the many, many French supplements) for sale online. Alas. Nothing. (I do own a number of the physical texts, but there are always gaps in the collection...) It's a pity. I imagine that a lot of the fans would enjoy getting their hands on them. It's probably at least partly because Multisim (publisher of the 2nd edition, and the several dozen associated supplements) closed down their rpg side. (I think it was Ubik who went on to produce a third edition in French, and I wouldn't mind getting my hands on that either, particularly the Al-Mugawir (iirc) supplement, but there were less than a dozen in that line, and they certainly don't seem to have come out in pdf. Expensive high-quality colour-illustrated hardbacks, yes. Pdfs, no. Ah well.)

Work continues to be busy. I continue not to have much brain in the evenings. I should also probably break this newly-formed habit of buying a fresh, just-cooked, still-hot pain au raisin from the newly-established Sainsbury's that's just opened in the station, which I walk past on my way to work. I can then eat it with my coffee as I settle into work. And it tastes so good. Wait, was I trying to talk myself out of this?

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Quite how realistic these [melodrama] effects were is difficult to judge. In 1871, a melodrama at the same theatre had a scene in which the heroine, trapped on an ice floe with the villain, is rescued by a passing steamer. This sounds technically astonishing, until one reads the stage manager's diary entries:

21 AUGUST: 'This night our large steam-ship in the last scene ... stuck ... on the stage midway & would not come down.'
22 AUGUST: 'This night our large steam-ship broke through the stage, & stuck fast mid-way.'
23 AUGUST: 'This night our large steam-ship broke through a plank at the back of the stage and would not come any further ... on Tuesday night, the wheels caught in the shaking waters & clogged & wouldn't come down ...'
25 AUGUST: 'Tonight it stuck at the back of the stage & would not come forward at all ...'
26 AUGUST: 'Tonight it broke through the Vampire Trap!'

-- The Invention of Murder, Judith Flanders

Comments

[archangelbeth]

Oh, that sounds lovely, to get fresh bread...


...that poor stage manager.

[incandescens]

I think that pain au raisin is actually one of those things that gets billed as a "Danish pastry" in America -- it's a flat spiral of sweetened dough with big fat raisins in it. :)

And yes. That poor stage manager.

[archangelbeth]

I am now even more hungry for that sort of thing. *drool*

[incandescens]

Visit! Visit! :)

[archangelbeth]

Temptation!

[incandescens]

As you do to me! :)

[archangelbeth]

Waffles! Pancakes! Cafe Ciabetta!

[incandescens]

Craft shows! Yarn and craft and book shops! Fun/weird local architecture! My bookshelves!

[archangelbeth]

*wiiiiiiist*

[incandescens]

(packs you in her luggage and kidnaps you to England for the Knitting & Stitching show in late November, just half an hour away in Harrogate)

[archangelbeth]

Alas, I think the PTA would miss me! *sniffle*

[petronia.livejournal.com]

BUT THE SHOW MUST GO ONNNNNNNN

[incandescens]

Probably a stage disaster like that was a signal for a main actor (hero or villain) to leap to the front of the stage and deliver a dramatic speech while everyone else ran round backstage to try to sort things out.