“How different, and how much more: an overwhelming amount of more.”
Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo

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“How different, and how much more: an overwhelming amount of more.”
Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo
I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh
reblog for next thursday to be the best day of your life
I don't think fic writers know how much they matter
Do you know how many times you distracted me when I was hurt or lonely? Do you know how many times a line or a scene from fanfic marked me so much that I remembered years later, even though I can’t recall my own phone number?
Even if the fic isn’t perfect or popular or multi-chaptered… Sometimes there’s just one sentence that changed me.
You, miles and miles away, changed me.
The Witcher + Text Posts [6/?]
“Once, in my father’s bookshop, I heard a regular customer say that few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think we have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory to which, sooner or later — no matter how many books we read, how many worlds we discover, or how much we learn or forget — we will return.” ― Carlos Ruiz Zafon, The Shadow of the Wind
1.10.2019// completing the first chapters on Jakobsons “Grammar of Poetry and Poetry of Grammar”. After these 16 pages I still have 16 pages on Benveniste I wrote between June and July and about 15 on Kristeva, but I have to adjust a lot and rewrite some parts ( and possibly fuse them together ). I also have another 18 pages chapter ready about personal pronouns and philosophy, but still not a word about Rinck. Anyway, I don’t want to think about page numbers or measure the time. I’m beeing very productive, which is very satisfying and I need a positive attitude about this.
Important life advice a friend taught me
Go ahead. Learn that language. Learn it. Read books in this language. It's only spoken in a country that u dont really wanna live in ? Doesn't fucking matter, as long as you enjoy it. So go ahead, take that asl online class even though you dont know anyone who signs, even though you arent even american. Go ahead. Buy that book about ancient greek just to be able to read homer and plato in the original versions. Learn that one alphabet you find pretty. Watch catalan videos. It doesnt matter if society tells u this language is "useless". If it gives you happiness, then its useful.
ik licheraly no one gives a shit abt the engelsfors trilogy anymore but here is some vanessa and linnea :-)
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I hate the assumption that you can’t write about something because you haven’t experienced it, and not just because it assumes a limit on the human imagination, which is basically limitless. It also suggests that some leaps of identification are impossible. I refuse to accept that, because it leads to the conclusion that real change is beyond us, and so is empathy. The idea is false on the evidence. Like shit, change happens.
Stephen King (via quotemadness)
We’re all just passing through, kiddo. Just passing through, that’s all.
Ted, Hearts in Atlantis (2001)
Read sometimes for the story. Don’t be like the book-snobs who won’t do that. Read sometimes for the words–the language. Don’t be like the play-it-safers that won’t do that. But, when you find a book that has both good story and good words, treasure that book.
Ted Brautigan, Hearts In Atlantis by Stephen King (via thecooltrashcat)
Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don’t.
Stephen King, Hearts in Atlantis (via booksqouted)