me reading dracula: and here's another 15 paragraphs of meta about the paprika
me reading moby dick: hhhhhnnnnnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhh
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me reading dracula: and here's another 15 paragraphs of meta about the paprika
me reading moby dick: hhhhhnnnnnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhh
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The language here is fantastic, but as notably: It’s such a pure instance of Clive’s self-denial.
THIS is his moment of clarity? He’s standing in for actors (most of which he vouched were “that way inclined,” at that) in a theatre that was played on for centuries.
The stage wasn’t empty. Poor Clive shrank himself into the role of a conformist squire, stranded himself from true affection, and called it enlightenment.
when you finish reading a really good book and you feel like an empty shell but you have to move on with your day
may 08, '23: A note in a second hand book that I bought recently. It's the "thought of you reading from the same book" for me! 😭🤌🏻💗
Seamus Heaney
reject “modernity,” embrace lizard fashion.
Less Dracula meets Frankenstein. The books are set a hundred years apart (written 50) and are in totally different genres
and way WAY more Moby Dick meets Frankenstein. I think the Creature and the Whale could be murder besties while epitomizing the Romantic ideal of the Sublime in a horror context and having complicated implications for creaturehood and the divine mystery
Moby Dick: *scarred, grotesque, immensely large and terrible, hated and feared by all mankind and hating them in turn, unique and immortal and malevolently intelligent*
The Creature: oh he's just like me fr fr 😍
Ahab secretly hired The Creature and this is the big “phantom” reveal.
Ahab: hey, you wanna go Fight God?
The Creature: do I???
I can already see them dedicating an evening together to their mutual hobby:
swimming at an ungodly speed out of sheer spite!
Mina, reading the journal: Jonathan WHY are you praising Dracula in this passage you already knew he was horrible and holding you prisoner.
Jonathan: The day I see legal talent and refuse to uplift it is the day you'll know the man you love is dead
“two-pages-to-the-week-with-Sunday-squeezed-in-a-corner”
A Mina Murray diary entry
An early 2000s Fall Out Boy track
The longest Tumblr username
Jonathan moments after being strangled by a reflection-defying, God-reviling entity:
“How am I gonna shave?”
Just finished reading a letter from my friend Jonathan Harker, I hope he has a nice time during his trip abroad. Doesn't seem too eventful so hopefully it's a nice relaxing stay :)
Hello Mr gaiman. How old were you when you started writing stories ? I'm 14 and I try and try but they are all awful. I always give up in the middle and I can never finish what I wanted to write.
I know. I found a pile of papers of mine from my teen years and into my early twenties recently, and there were so many stories begun, so many first pages of novels never written. I’d start them, and then I’d give up because they weren’t as brilliant as Ursula K Le Guin, or Roger Zelazny, or Samuel R Delany, and anyway I wasn’t actually sure what happened next.
I was around 22 when I started finishing things. They weren’t actually very good, and they all sounded like other people, but the finishing was the important bit. I kept going. A dozen stories and a book, and then I sold one (it wasn’t very good, and I had to cut it from 8,000 words to 4,000 to sell it, but I sold it). I probably wrote another half-dozen stories over the next year, and sold three. But now they were starting to sound like me.
Think of it this way: if you wanted to become a juggler, or a painter, you wouldn’t start jugggling, drop something and give up because you couldn’t juggle broken bottles like Penn Jillette, or start a few paintings then give up because the thing in your head was better than what your hands were getting onto the paper. You carry on. You learn. You drop things. You learn about form and shape and shade and colour and how to draw hands without the fingers looking like noodles. You finish things, learn from what you got right and what you got wrong, and then you do the next thing.
And one day you realise you got good. It takes as long as it takes. So keep writing. And all you need to do right now is try to finish things.
Lots of questions coming in right now feel like this one, so I thought I’d reblog my answer to it, int he hope that it would help lots of you…
We don't need to have just one favorite. We keep adding favorites. Our favorite book is always the book that speaks most directly to us at a particular stage in our lives. And our lives change. We have other favorites that give us what we most need at that particular time. But we never lose the old favorites. They're always with us. We just sort of accumulate them.
Lloyd Alexander
the best Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen to me
I personally like the Jodorowsky look
really shows the vibe the Harkonnens have in the books
the sword is a peepee
Now it’s high watermark
and floodtide in the heart
and time to go.
The sea-nymphs in the spray
will be the chorus now.
What’s left to say?
Suspect too much sweet-talk
but never close your mind.
It was a fortunate wind
that blew me here. I leave
half-ready to believe
that a crippled trust might walk
and the half-true rhyme is love.
Seamus Heaney, The Cure at Troy
losing my mind over boris’ use of the :-D emoticon actually. i love him so fucking much it is ridiculous
David Copperfield, practicing his wedding vows: Dora, from the first moment I saw you I vowed to spend the rest of my life by your side. Sure those first couple years were awkward me just standing there next to you before I built up the nerve to actually introduce myself.