EDIT: This was supposed to go on my roller derby blog.
I mean I’m not good at this blogging thing. Maybe this life thing even.
I’ve made one original post on this blog since it’s inception, and that was my first post rejoicing in the fact that I had passed tryouts for my local Roller Derby team, the Derby City Roller Girls.
For the record: I didn’t pass my assessments at the end of bootcamp. I didn’t even update this thing as I said I would. Maybe if I don’t promise to do it then I will do it. Who knows?
I just did tryouts again 2 weeks ago and passed. So I’m in bootcamp for a second time. I’m getting nothing but praise from the girls who I’m really starting to consider as my team mates.
Roller derby is honestly one of the only things guaranteed to bring me happiness anymore it seems. I’m not on the team but I’m working hard to join in their ranks and many of the girls and I are already friends.
I’m out of university for summer break. Which means I should have loads of time to be hanging out with friends, and I am when I can. My closest friend is in the bootcamp with me thank goodness. So I hang with her mostly.
My job is monotonous. It’s the same thing everyday. I was hired to be a retail sales person and designer all in one. I’m lucky if I get to design anything good anymore now that our tasks are so split up. I used to be assistant manager but have been demoted because they found someone who could work full time, the senior designer and creative lead Eve have only been there half the time I have. Our new assistant manager is the only one who can work on bulk Screenprint orders. Our senior designer and creative lead are both so close friends that the stuff they submit for store approval to be sold (and the approval has to come from them) automatically gets put up but maybe someone else’s does, and I’m not just talking about my designs. Both of them get to work with corporate for ads and banners and whatnot for social media and other sites we own and partner with. I’m lucky if I get to help a customer design something with clip art anymore. I’m at the bottom here and it seems any time I do something of note it goes unnoticed. I used to be told that I was the best designer, had best customer service and attention to detail out of anyone at the store. Now it’s nothing, and new management has taken out the in store printing to make the back of the store into office space for corporate. Our sales have dropped by more than 50% because of that. I did get to work on some Facebook ads today because we needed them ASAP and I was the only one there who knew how to so them other than the senior designer and creative lead. So there is a plus.
My dad is an alcoholic who is frankly get selfish and has a really bad temper. He misplaces a lighter he starts cussing and throwing things and blaming people, even me, and I don’t smoke. When he finds it in his own pocket there is no such thing as a sorry for his behavior or for accusing people of steal something, even a .75 cent lighter. But he is my dad and all I have. So there’s a plus.
My dog is getting old and he likes my boyfriend more than me. He’s my dog and that’s a plus.
My boyfriend and I are actually really good. The past couple days only have been rough. His ex apparently spotted him out at the flea market today and made him cry. I’ve been sick and not really up to anything the past couple days and he feels like I don’t find him attractive - which is insane because he is extremely attractive. And I haven’t seen him other than right before bed for an hour or two the past week it seems. We had to put a cat we just got down last week and I found out the next night he got drugs that he used to struggle with. I’m not against most drug use as long as it’s responsible. But other drugs I hate no matter what because I’ve lost some really important people to them. I’m afraid my boyfriend may be back on said drugs an it has me really scared and worried because I know his ex is in and around that scene as well.
Even though I’m on summer break from uni, I still got the bad news that I’ll have to go an extra year.
Roller derby is going the best in my life at this exact moment. I mean the moment I’m typing this. Normally it’s tied with my boyfriend but this past week has been difficult. But I have roller derby practice tomorrow and I’m gonna kill it! I’m gonna kill those assessments and make the team this time! I’m gonna be the best version of me there is and roller derby is just teaching me that as long as I try my best (at my job, at school) that I’ll do great things. Roller derby is teaching me that people are there for me supporting me (my friends, my dad, my boyfriend) and that I can do everything to support and help them. I love my sport!
NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR CAPS. PHOENICIAN SPELLS. ARAMAIC SPELLS. LANGUAGES MUGGLES DON’T KNOW ANYMORE THAT HAVE BEEN PRESERVED THROUGH WIZARDING SPELLS IN LITTLE POCKETS OF THE WORLD. SOURCE LANGUAGES NO ONE KNOWS HOW TO ADAPT OR CHANGE ANYMORE BECAUSE THE LANGUAGES HAVE DIED AND PEOPLE ARE AFRAID TO CAUSE LIKE, A NUCLEAR FALLOUT. IM SO EXCITED THANKS FOR THIS.
#WOOOOOO#literally all i wanna do is write a wizarding series set there#and to explore the prejudices of not only class difference and blood difference#but also religious differences and how that affects their magic#and instead of a ministry theres the monarchy#and djinn instead of ghosts#and just ARABIC FOLKLORE /throws rainbow sparkles/#im gonna die#harry potter#language#linguistics#ARAMIC SPELLSSSS#headcanon that bc they use the older/oldest languages middle eastern witches and wizards have no need for wands to channel their magic#bc it’s so pure and strong#ANOTHER HEaDCANON#pets allowed to be brought to school include and are not limited to: sphinxes. fennec foxes. golems.#desert wolves too#basically go big or go home with school pets (the-writers-ramblings)
Witches in secret pockets of Morocco who’ve been casting spells with ancient spices long before wands came about. Warlocks in Egypt who knew the double, magical, meaning behind hieroglyphics. A dead language? Latin and Ancient Greek have NOTHING on hieroglyphs. The veritable cacophany of ideas and spells and magic that the trading routes brought in. The Phoenecians with their many-striped sailboats proudly displayed Persian potion ingredients alongside spelled fishing nets woven by Palestinian wizards. Syrian magical folk meet Greek ones, and realize they can best communicate in the Ancient Greek all serious magical students learn. Curly heads bent over ancient spellbooks, and people stare as they converse in a language not spoken for hundreds of years.
Excuse you but can we not forget the jewish lore masters, poring over their tomes in hebrew and aramaic, preserved from their exiled homeland into the diaspora.
And the development of a syncretic magic in yiddish that mixes the subtle lore and subtle word power of the exiled levantines with the raw brute force of germanic magics. — how else did the golem?
DIASPORA SYNCRETIC MAGICS
jewish wizards offering house elves clothes in accordance with the slave laws
jewish wizards using golems as grunt labor
Yes to the Yiddish spells, too ;-)
Jewish wizards offering clothing to house elves and then constantly debating among themselves whether using a golem or other magically-created entity with some semblance of sentience for manual labor for years or decades is essentially the same thing as keeping a magical being for the same purpose.
See also: endless debates about whether one can use magic on Shabbat, and what sorts of magic qualify as “work”. Like, does it count if you enchant an object ahead of time?
Also debates over the extent to which Divination counts as the “witchcraft” detailed in the Tanach. Actually, I bet there’d be scholars compiling detailed tractates about which spells are kosher, using extensive biblical commentary.
JEWISH WIZARDS HAVING THEIR OWN EXTENDED TALMUD. HOW HAS THIS NEVER OCCURRED TO ME BEFORE??
Magic is a natural extension of the self; Therefore, one should be allowed to use magic on Shabbos. You might put restrictions on what kind of magic, and brewing potions (even ones that don’t require heat) and using wands…
I wrote a paper for a Harry Potter conference on foreign wizardry and how the systems of magic must have evolved to be completely separate entities that have very little in common. We’re only seen a TINY portion of the wizarding world and for the most part it’s Western European. I like to imagine Bill Weasley had to extensively train for cursebreaking in Egypt, because you can’t just waltz into a tomb, wave your wand, shout Latin and expect it to work.
I also love the idea of foreign magics being a bit wonky in a duel against each other because they’re not quite compatible. Like, it’s really hard to block a spell from a foreign wizard because you don’t understand exactly what you’re blocking against.
God, so many foreign wizard feels.
I can I read your paper. I want to read that so bad. This concept is so awesome