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Made by Las Vegas based software developer Pablo Enoc, who’s also behind indie RSS aggregator powRSS, lettrss will send a chapter of the book you’re reading to your RSS reader each day.

Here’s an idea with merit.

Reading novels is just about the last thing I get to each evening, and I don’t usually cover much ground before falling asleep. If a chapter of whatever I was reading appeared in my RSS feed though, I might make more progress since I read a lot of what takes my interest there. This idea might get a few more of us reading more regularly, since a chapter at a time usually isn’t too onerous.

At the moment only books in the public domain (or those out of copyright) can be read with lettrss. But this idea has possibilities. Imagine if book publishers were to make recent titles available this way, through possibly a subscription model of some sort.

The Booker Prize, which recognises English language novels published in the United Kingdom and Ireland, has unveiled a new award: the Children’s Booker Prize, which will be awarded for the first time in 2027.

The Children’s Booker Prize, which will launch in 2026 and be awarded annually from 2027, will celebrate the best contemporary fiction for children aged eight to 12 years old, written in or translated into English and published in the UK and/or Ireland. The aim of the prize is to engage and grow a new generation of readers by recognising and championing the best children’s fiction from writers around the world.

This is good news all around. Not only will the Children’s Booker encourage more younger people to read, it will also support authors with an enticement to write more stories for children. The more literary awards there are, the better it is for literature, writing, and reading, as a whole.

Flicks list of Australia’s twenty-five most beautiful cinemas is almost enough to tempt me back into going to film screenings instead of streaming from home.

Of those on the list, I’ve been to Golden Age Cinema and Hayden Orpheum Picture Palace. I used to practically live at the Ritz Cinema during my days as film blogger, and when I was based in that part of the world. Seems a lifetime ago now.

A surprise inclusion, at least to me, is the Chauvel Cinema. It definitely looks better to be in, than it is to be in. The seats were far from comfortable, as was the auditorium itself. Still, I liked my visits to the Chauvel, plus the second, smaller theatre, which is not pictured in the Flicks article.

The list makes for a great inclusion to a film-goer’s bucket list. I’d like to go to all of these places, especially Sun Pictures, in Broome, West Australia.

Elissa Welle, writing for The Verge, with some apparent clarification regarding Mozilla’s proposal to launch an AI browser:

AI Window will be one of three browsing experiences offered to Firefox users in addition to the private and classic windows.

Long time Firefox users were concerned Mozilla intended to turn the venerable (once venerable?) browser into a fully-powered AI app. It seems the browser manufacturer is attempting to assuage these fears by making it clear the AI Window feature will be opt-in, and the “classic”, AI free, version will continue to be available.

Simon Willison:

My piece this morning about the Marimo acquisition is an example of a variant of a TIL – I didn’t know much about CoreWeave, the acquiring company, so I poked around to answer my own questions and then wrote up what I learned as a short post. Curiosity-driven blogging if you like.

This is how I might refer to the longer articles I write. When I’m able to write them, that is. So often I intend to make but a brief mention of a given topic, but find my curiosity piqued, bit by bit, with each sentence I type. I soon find myself learning a whole lot more about the subject at hand than I thought I would, and realise I’ve expended some quantity of the midnight oil in doing so.

Is there a medium better than blogging for curiosity driven blogging?

Anna Washenko, writing for Engadget:

The company’s official line is that the plugins “reflect an earlier era of web development, and their usage has naturally declined as the digital landscape has evolved.” But Facebook also plays a much smaller role in the broader Meta business operation than it once did, and anecdotally, it’s less common to see sites running only integrations with a single social network.

Share to social media buttons were a feature on disassociated for a while, back in the day. It wasn’t easy to gauge exactly how many people used them, but I could see they didn’t go untouched.

I only deployed the Share option, rather than Like, as I thought the sharing of posts was of more value. I wasn’t a fan of the buttons that shipped with the plugin — way too much branding for my liking — and preferred to integrate icons I crafted myself, or, for a time, text only share links. I also had a share to (then) Twitter option.

While remnants of the early web continue to whittle away, the demise of the Facebook social plugins could hardly be seen as contributing to this “evolution” of the digital landscape. Thankfully.

67 has been named word of the year by dictionary.com:

If you’re the parent of a school-aged child, you might be feeling a familiar vexation at the sight of these two formerly innocuous numerals. If you’re a member of Gen Alpha, however, maybe you’re smirking at the thought of adults once again struggling to make sense of your notoriously slippery slang. And if it’s a surprise to you that 67 (pronounced “six-seven”) is somehow newsworthy, don’t worry, because we’re all still trying to figure out exactly what it means.

I’m all for it. I use the phrase constantly. I say six, seven, then pause. I resume by adding, eight, nine, ten. That way people think it’s an anger management technique.

Blogging and anger management goes hand-in-hand after all.

I would prefer it if 67 were styled six-seven though, so that it looks like an actual word. But then again I think presenting numerals as a word is part of the point of using the term in the first place.

alive internet theory, all lower case, by Spencer Chang:

alive internet theory is a séance with this living internet. Resurrecting tens of millions of digital artifacts from the Internet Archive, visitors are immersed in a relentless barrage of human expression as they travel through the life of the web as we created it — every image, video, song, and text uploaded by a real person on the web.

This is the sort of séance I can get into.

Tatiana Siegel, Brent Lang, and Matt Donnelly, writing for Variety:

The hope is to have a fresh “Star Trek” movie, though the studio has moved on from the idea of bringing back Chris Pine, Zachary Quinto and the rest of the ensemble from the J.J. Abrams reboot.

The news probably comes as no surprise to Star Trek fans who were nonetheless hopeful of a fourth film in the Kelvin timeline series, which kicked off with Star Trek in 2009, directed by J.J. Abrams.

There are likely numerous reasons for the apparent cancellation, with poor box office takings for 2016’s Star Trek Beyond, the last film in the series, being among them. The tragic death, also in 2016, of Anton Yelchin, who portrayed Pavel Chekov, a key character, might have been a factor as well.

The decision to not make any more instalments in the Kelvin series is not thought to be the end of the Star Trek stories however, and it is believed producers are considering other film and TV ideas.

Reading the Variety article reminded me the first of the rebootedTrek movies had its world premier at the Sydney Opera House, in 2009. While many of the cast and production crew were present, some sixteen-hundred “tastemakers” were also invited to the screening.

As a moniker for influencers, tastemakers didn’t last long, but many of those present would have been conveying their impressions of the new film through their blogs, and possibly Twitter.

How times change, regardless of which timeline you are on.

The Rot, by Indigenous Australian author Evelyn Araluen (Instagram page), follows up 2021’s Dropbear, which won the 2022 Stellar Prize.

The Rot is a recalcitrant study of the decaying romances, expired hopes and abject injustices of the world. A liturgy for girlhood in the dying days of late-stage capitalism, these poems expose fraying nerves and tendons of a speaker refusing to avert their gaze from the death of Country, death on Country, and the bloody violence of settler colonies here and afar.