.fic link: Mail Call (John/Rodney)
First class from Nantucket:
If you loved Postcard, then you will love
dogeared's beautiful Mail Call, in which John gets his postcard, things don't get said, but both of them get it anyway.
Also, it must be said I am very resentful of fic ideas that 1) come out of nowhere, 2) torment me while I'm trying to work, and 3) when I finally make time to pay attention to them, refuse to cooperate.
Really, it's just cruel.
On the other hand... Rodney as a mnemonist, like S.V. Shereshevskii or Funes the Memorious. Please tell me this hasn't been done.
In other news: Neighborhood association had a bunch of open houses today, and I observed two terribly cute guys going around one house.
Guy #1: Maybe we could paint over the moldings?
Guy #2: No way in hell!
I live in a neighborhood where people are either a.) married, or b.) way too slashable. Dammit.
.eta: completely useless, self-referential link fixed!
If you loved Postcard, then you will love
Also, it must be said I am very resentful of fic ideas that 1) come out of nowhere, 2) torment me while I'm trying to work, and 3) when I finally make time to pay attention to them, refuse to cooperate.
Really, it's just cruel.
On the other hand... Rodney as a mnemonist, like S.V. Shereshevskii or Funes the Memorious. Please tell me this hasn't been done.
In other news: Neighborhood association had a bunch of open houses today, and I observed two terribly cute guys going around one house.
Guy #1: Maybe we could paint over the moldings?
Guy #2: No way in hell!
I live in a neighborhood where people are either a.) married, or b.) way too slashable. Dammit.
.eta: completely useless, self-referential link fixed!

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Most mnemonic devices try to place knowledge in some kind of ordered way, so they tend to be set up structurally, or else (like with Shereshevskii) in some kind of relationship that makes it easier to recall things. Medieval mnemonic devices tend to be buildings, or else, like, imagining an angel, and on each feather of the angel's wing is a verse from a psalm (or whatever it is you need to know). When he was trying to remember things, Shereshevskii would imagine a street, with objects representing the things he needed to recall lining it, and as he "walked" down the street he would remember.
(It's a lot more complicated than that because Shereshevskii's memory was pretty extraordinary--and idiosyncratic--but that's basically the idea :D)