Drawing-break: Sophie Hatter, from Diana Wynne Jones’ Howl’s Moving Castle. I love the film, but I love how she talks to the hats in the book!
HOW HAVE I NOT HEARD THIS
You are personally responsible for jacking up my iTunes bill.
Tim Minchin Occasional Address and Honorary Degree of Doctor of Letters
" And here’s my idea of romance:
"You will soon be dead. Life will sometimes seem long and tough and, god, it’s tiring. And you will sometimes be happy and sometimes sad. And then you’ll be old. And then you’ll be dead.
"There is only one sensible thing to do with this empty existence, and that is: fill it. Not fillet. Fill. It.
"And in my opinion (until I change it), life is best filled by learning as much as you can about as much as you can, taking pride in whatever you’re doing, having compassion, sharing ideas, running(!), being enthusiastic. And then there’s love, and travel, and wine, and sex, and art, and kids, and giving, and mountain climbing … but you know all that stuff already."
I come up with weird things at 2 AM on twitter
also props to @robertbivouac for the idea for panel 3
What kind of fanfiction would Hermione read?
I MEAN ITS NOT LIKE ANYONE EVEN READS THAT SHIT ANYWAY I MEAN COME ON UGHHH
- Drink too much coffee
- Write a story
- Upload the story to ff.net
- Do not proofread the story because you are horrified about what you will find there and how your sense of self-worth will plummet with every spliced comma and mispelled word.
- Publish the story.
- Dissolve into a puddle of anxiety and self-consciousness because you know that it is horrible and no one will love you and you will literally die alone because this 4,000 word story sucks.
- Scroll to the bottom your own story.
- Realize that you left off the last end quote.
- ACTUALLY BE MADE SO PHYSICALLY ILL BY YOUR OWN SHORTCOMINGS AS A WRITER AND THEREFORE AS A HUMAN BEING AND CONSUMER OF OXYGEN ON THIS PLANET THAT YOU REFUSE TO COOK DINNER.
- Still don’t edit the story.
Marauders Appreciation Week [3/7] - One Marauders AU
Harry and Ginny, sensing a disturbance in the force, rethink the naming of their second child.
So Kelsey asked me to name some books that influenced me, which is a near impossible task and brings to forefront the question of who I am as an adult versus who I was as a child—both people intimately shaped by books, but very different kinds. Is it the books as I read as a kid, the ones I…
"If you read Catch-22 like four times and wish Kurt Vonnegut was more playful, then maybe you should start thinking about reading Gravity’s Rainbow." This made me smile like a crazy person, and also is very accurate, but please do not think less of my brain when I say that I still prefer "The Crying of Lot 49" because I think that a book is stupendous when it can be read one paragraph at a time or all at once in one sitting without seeming any less beautiful, but still very different and maybe it’s because I’m such a slow reader or because I love The Paranoids or because when we no longer hold onto fantasy’s little tentacles, we cease to be, or because Dr. Hilarious is so vile and so pathetic and so overwhelmingly human. I’m not sure which book has changed me more of these two, but I’ve read The Crying more times, so I would probably go with that one.
All of the books you innumerate in your first paragraph are books I ate like an insidious, paper-eating mold (which is what I am on the inside). You made me remember the ache I felt when Ramo died or the baffling forgiveness of Karana when she decided to love the dog instead or Princess Irene and the promise of a kiss or so many other little moments that are so much a part of me that I forget that they are there.
And The Night Watch taught me that it was ok to think that reading fantasy didn’t make me dumb or silly or less than (because my mother is a doctor and my father is an engineer and reading is amazing and valued, but it should also be practical and, if you must indulge in escapism, then for god’s sake do it in scifi because there is imaginary science in that and no one pretends to believe in magic), and then Making Money taught me enough about economics that I was able to focus in my God Damned Horrible AP Macroeconomics class, and Lord Vetinari was like a Dumbledore who didn’t die (although I didn’t know Dumbledore died when I first met Vetinari) and an Atticus Finch who didn’t just spout useless shit all at once. And House of Leaves is WAY better/scarier/bigger than “The Shining,” although Henry says that the book was creepier than the movie (I don’t know if I believe him because I’ve never read anything by Stephen King, even though I don’t think I have anything against him as a person or a writer but I haven’t paid him enough attention to know). And Howl’s Moving Castle was just so much who I thought I was at sixteen but I still can’t bring myself to feel silly about it.
“I don’t know if I can in good faith recommend that people read it—I think it is a thing that people seek out when they feel compelled to, and it expresses some deep need inside of them that they have never before been able to put to words.” And also the desire to be angry for a very, very long time about reading it at all. I still get angry when I think about it. It is one of my “Books that Never Happened,” which I will someday make a real list of and I promise to show it to you when I do, AN (how I am now abbreviating your name on Tumblr, but maybe that’s only because I haven’t slept since the day before last), because you are probably the only person I know who would understand how some books can just make you mad in a way that reality can’t just by being what they are.
I don’t think you wanted me to respond with this much information (or with a list of my own. I’m not sure if I’ve been tagged to continue the meme or just for discussion and I’m not sure what etiquette is for responding to these things, anyways), but I wanted to let you know that I did appreciate it and I am glad you tagged me in the thing on facebook, but I had already read it on Tumblr, silly, because there are so many more words here than on facebook and it’s so much nicer to respond here because I can use more words that fewer people will see.
Brenna Twohy - “Fantastic Breasts and Where To Find Them” (NPS 2014)
"I will not practice bloody hands"