Nikolaus had a plan to survive in his new life. Keep your head down, don’t attract attention, don’t mess up, and keep to yourself. It wasn’t difficult to adjust. He’d practically lived his entire life by those rules. Not that it did well to keep him out of trouble (considering the situation he was currently in), but it was better to have a plan than not, right?
‘Don’t say anything. Keep quiet. Don’t look up. Walk, just walk. You’ve done this for years…’
He was practically chanting those words in his head as he walked through the medical wing. Getting various things for patients, performing small jobs for doctors. He’d done everything they were asking of him a million times at this point in his life, but never had it made him this nervous.
And, it didn’t help much. Next thing he knew, he was colliding with another body and the sterilized equipment on the tray he’d been retrieving was scattered across the floor, followed by the tray that made a loud ‘clang’ noise that just had to echo through the wing.
‘Shit, shit, shit–’
“Sorry, that was… that was –”
A deep breath, and another ‘Shit’ echoing in his head.
“Completely my fault. I’m so sorry.” It would have sounded more serious had he looked up at the other man as he apologized, but he used picking up the equipment as an excuse to avoid that.
The machine is a Studer.
The tape is open-reel and magnetic. Press play, the tape runs along the two
tape heads and voila – the audio can be heard. Magnetic particles on the tape
are arranged and aligned by the heads to create an analog audio signal.
125,000 hours of NPR stories were recorded on open-reel
tape. This format is obsolete, and is at risk of degradation. NPR RAD
is firing up our Studers, playing the tape, and converting the analog signals
to digital in order to save our stories!
From Fanlore, the fan-run non-profit wiki about media fandom
The Fanzine Archives: A Library for the Preservation & Circulation of Fan-created Material was a collection of fanfiction zines owned and circulated by fans, and then Ming Wathne (aka Mariellen Wathne), from the mid-1980s to 2009.
Ming eventually remodeled her house to make shelf space for the hundreds, then thousands of different fanzines she acquired and cataloged. Local fans helped log in new zines, but it was Ming’s show for more than 20 years.
In 2009, the final version of Ming’s library became known as The Fanzine Archives: A Library for the Preservation & Circulation of Fan-created Material. The Fanzine Archives became a federally recognized, non-profit organization dedicated to the preservation and circulation of fanzines. The Archives maintained an active circulating library of over 300 fanzines, and a permanent collection of over 3,000 titles.
Beginning in 1981 (perhaps earlier), George Lucas requested that copies of all Star Wars fanzines be sent to him; the Official Star Wars Fan Club folds in 1986.
The zines resided in an unknown location and were not circulated for two years
In November 1989, Ming wrote a letter to Comlink and explained she was re-opening the lending library and that The Santa Barbara Science Fiction Alliance would be involved. The collection was to be “The Corellian Archives.” She hoped to have it up and running in the spring of 1990.
The Fanzine Archives: A Library for the Preservation & Circulation of Fan-created Material
In August 2008, the library was closed due to Ming’s poor health. Ming asked fans to help her find a permanent home for the 3,000 plus zines she carefully accumulated and indexed.
‘Why go to all the trouble to run a zine library?’ 'Coming into fandom a little late (1980), I missed many of the early SW fanzines, those incredible first efforts. Oh, I had heard of fanzines, as any Trek fan had, but I’d never seen one. Then, at my first convention I discovered a SW fanzine. I was hooked! I had to have more, read more - I wanted it all. Alas, economics prevented me from acquiring more than just a few, although thanks to the generosity of a new friend in fandom, I was able to read some of the ones I’d missed. Whenever I could lay my hands on a 'zine I hadn’t seen before, I was like a person dying of thirst finding water in the desert (a bit melodramatic, I know, but it’s the only comparison I could think of). I would read whatever I found from cover to cover In record time, not thinking that I should savor the moment, make it last, for I didn’t know when I’d get another one… Now, I have a chance to finish playing catch-up. I’m able to take a look at fan history from the beginning and at how far we’ve progressed. …SW can and will live on in the minds and the hearts of all its fans; and in all the fanzines, both old and those yet to be.”
The archive is open access, which means that all information is available to to everyone. All postings are accompanied by searchable metadata that identify the researchers, the languages and linguistic phenomena involved, the statistical methods applied, and scholarly publications based on the data (where relevant).
Linguists worldwide are invited to post datasets and statistical models used in linguistic research.
This 1982 four-parter narrated by Ira Glass is one of
hundreds of NPR programs we have already transferred from open-reel tape to CD.
We still have about 60,000 hours of NPR programming recorded on tape that need
love, care and digitization. To save our stories, NPR’s RAD team is working hard to find and
implement the best ways for us to process audio transfers super-efficiently.
While the composition of magnetic tape is degrading at a
significantly higher rate than that of CDs, we will come back to Ira Glass’
interactive radio experience soon. CDs are at risk, too!
“Thanks to the newly-opened Shelley-Godwin Archive, you can read “for the first time in digital form all the known manuscripts of Frankenstein,” Mary Shelley’s finest work and arguably the most famous work of British Romanticism. The story behind the writing of Frankenstein is famous. In 1816, Mary Shelley and Percy Bysshe Shelley, summering near Lake Geneva in Switzerland, were challenged by Lord Byron to take part in a competition to write a frightening tale. Mary, only 18 years old, later had a waking dream of sorts where she imagined the premise of her book:
When I placed my head on my pillow, I did not sleep, nor could I be said to think. My imagination, unbidden, possessed and guided me, gifting the successive images that arose in my mind with a vividness far beyond the usual bounds of reverie. I saw — with shut eyes, but acute mental vision, — I saw the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together. I saw the hideous phantasm of a man stretched out, and then, on the working of some powerful engine, show signs of life, and stir with an uneasy, half vital motion.”