Sigh Not So

Nothing more than the studyblr of a BA Languages student. Aspiring travel writer.

[memewhore]

[magicalgirlmindcrank]

Op is gonna cut the grid

[the-sapphic-raven]

i break into your house and eat all your fruit cups leaving your portfolio in shambles

[calellon]

how do I grow a set of antlers and become a deep forest mist deity within 5 years

[ceekari]

Gods become gods through the power of belief, so first step is you gotta believe in yourself

Once you start doing that, up your calcium intake or your antlers won’t come in right.

[ironinkpen]

writers:

break up your paragraphs. big paragraphs are scary, your readers will get scared

fuuuuck epithets. “the other man got up” “the taller woman sat down” “the blonde walked away” nahhh. call them by their names or rework the sentence. you can do so much better than this (exception: if the reader doesn’t know the character(s) you’re referring to yet, it’s a-okay to refer to them by an identifying trait)

blunette is not a thing

new speaker, new paragraph. please.

“said” is such a great word. use it. make sweet love to it. but don’t kill it

use “said” more than you use synonyms for it. that way the use of synonyms gets more exciting. getting a sudden description of how a character is saying something (screaming, mumbling, sighing) is more interesting that way.

if your summary says “I suck at summaries” or “story better than summary” you’re turning off the reader, my dude. your summary is supposed to be your hook. you gotta own it, just like you’re gonna own the story they’re about to read

follow long sentences w short ones and short ones w long ones. same goes for paragraphs

your writing is always better than you think it is. you just think it’s bad because the story’s always gonna be predicable to the one who’s writing it

i love u guys keep on trucking

[pacific-coastt]

[cloudyquestionmark]

No Sympathy from a Zombie

It's too late for an apology in a eulogy.

I know you don't speak ill of the dead,

But the living repeat the things you said

Before remorse had run its course,

You engraved the tombstone:

Here lies what's-her-name.

Oh what a shame.

You dissected

a naive heart

left unprotected

So you could start

Getting out on the right side of the bed.

Try getting out of a coffin of lead.

[cloudyquestionmark]

"Under Ben Bulben" is a self-epitaph, written in anticipation of the poet's own death.It begins (first three parts) by transferring an ancie...

This was super helpful. Exams are around the corner and we are going to write an analysis on some of Yeats’s poems.

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❤

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Reading Outdoors in the late 19C & early 20C by American artists

Frederick Childe Hassam (American artist, 1859-1935) Summer Sunlight Homer Winslow (American painter, 1836-1910) Girl Reading on a...

Writing an essay on depictions of women reading in the nineteenth century and whilst researching some images to talk about I found this and it’s quite interesting to take a look at. 

Update: so apparently doctors believed that studying was damaging to ovaries? https://www.bl.uk/romantics-and-victorians/articles/gender-roles-in-the-19th-century

[cloudyquestionmark]

This might as well be a fashion blog 👌 Just kidding i'm not even wearing shoes wah

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Oh hi 🌊

[trinareadsbooks]

Monthly TBR || April 2017

The Books:

Swarm by Scott Westerfeld, Margo Lanagan and Deborah Biancotti

Dead Girls Society by Michelle Krys 

Everything Leads to You by Nina LaCour 

We Are Okay by Nina LaCour

Quidditch Through the Ages by J.K. Rowling 

Beginner’s Guide: Love and Other Chemical Reactions by Six de los Reyes (not pictured, because I have the e-book) 

[cloudyquestionmark]

Catching up on some reading for english

[stilesverse]

Consider the future and learn from the past but don’t take the present for granted… #poem #poetry #cloudyquestionmark #spilledink

[cloudyquestionmark]

Blissfully dazed I always long for this state of being (being with you) Your hair; Soft strands twirling between my fingers Your yawning kisses Leave a blush which lingers Your skin; a constellation of freckles I thoughtfully trace I allow myself to sink in comfortably nuzzling deeper into your embrace.

C.Q.M.

[cloudyquestionmark]

And then suddenly counting my blessings became so easy as they were all smiling at me. -C.Q.M.

[cloudyquestionmark]

Being productive 💙

[cloudyquestionmark]

I know it hurts you too And I know I cannot force you to Love the way I do That just wouldn't be true. I wish that we could be friends 'Cause i'm dying just to see your face again. But I know that being in your company Would simply kill me My heart won't understand Why you rather have cold hands It's begging you to explain to me Why you prefer your arms to be empty My heart is stubborn and keeps crying for you But my head understands Why you dis what you had to do.