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quick what’s ur opinion on tea. everyone who sees this is obligated to answer in some way
My kids just watched Star Wars Episode V for the first time.
Older daughter sat bolt upright, "Whaaaaa...??!!" absolutely floored. ICONIC.
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I feel seen
This is what hozier meant when he says he falls a little bit in love everyday with someone new
I once watched a girl in the produce aisle pick up a bushel of bananas that were precariously perched on the edge and move them farther back and under her breath she said “there you go sweeties - that will be more comfortable” before shuffling off and… I think about her often.
« Silent lovers » is such a sweet way to put it.
I was driving on the highway and passed a dude absolutely JAMMING alone in his car, doing those little half dance moves you do when you’re stuck sitting down in a small space, bellowing unheard lyrics at the top of his lungs, and my instant reaction was to think “I love you.” And then to pray he had a good day, or whatever, because those fleeting moments of connection are so incredible.
depression for me: staying in bed, vague tweeting about the wreckage that is my emotional state, ordering lots of take out.
depression for a Dunnett protagonist: wears all black, covered head to toe in jewels, VIVIDLY expensive, travels to a foreign country, haughty and cold and severe as all hell, taking no shit and taking no prisoners. maybe an eagle.
i think being proud of where you come from is one of those things that becomes fun the more specific you get. like "proud to be english" bad rancid vibes. makes you sound like the kind of person who rants about immigrants. "proud to be from yorkshire" better vibes. i cannot deny the yorkshire cultural heritage. "proud to be from pocklington" absolutely fucking hilarious please never let anybody kill your pocklington pride.
I finally got to reading Dorothy Dunnett's Dolly/Johnson series after Christmas. I've enjoyed them, nothing like the historicals but good fun with classic Dunnett escapades and fun, complicated characters.
I'm onto the last one... This is the last Dunnett novel I've got, right? I've done Lymond, Niccolo, King Hereafter, and this is my last Dolly novel, so... that's it? No more new Dunnett novels? I feel things about this 😭
I hate (I love) Dunnett so much what do you mean she made me read the most excruciatingly & viscerally angsty love confession one could ever conceive and then I turned the page and I read this
Vin and Elend. And nothing bad ever happened.
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He thought that Beelzebub probably looked like Ludovico da Bologna, but that equally the Patriarch owned that penetrating, unsentimental form of insight which permitted him, if allowed, to nick the Achilles’ tendon of the soul, and twist the remains to his purpose.
The Unicorn Hunt, ch46
Calf love doesn't usually survive amputation, Your Majesty
Pawn in Frankincense, ch. 22: Constantinople, the Golden Road
Pawn in Frankincense, ch. 26: Constantinople: Pawn’s Move
Side note to my previous post, filed under "quotes that make my heart hurt"...
..in time of distress it was the tongue of his mother he spoke..
Nicholasssssss 😭
me, reading a book about the renaissance: ...perhaps...it is time to finally finish the house of niccolo series. now that i am receiving a helpful and detailed overview of the cultural, historical, social, economical background, perhaps it'll be easier to follow!
[the book is ada palmer's inventing the renaissance btw]
also me: girl, do you really think you have the time and mental energy for dorothy dunnett levels of plot and characterization and High Drama right now???
because, real talk, i did go look up a readalong of the first book in the series, Niccolo Rising, to refresh my memory, because rereading the books I've already read will only add more time and energy to this endeavor, and it reminded me of the following:
oh wow, damn, i sure missed a lot on the first read through huh!
this family tree still makes no sense to me (have since spoiled myself and sorted it out, because it was driving me insane)
NICHOLAS. oh Nicholas. Character of All Time. you really can't understand shit about a Dunnett protagonist until you reread or dive in for some real analysis, and while I got a fair bit of what was going on with Nicholas on my first read through, the readalong discussion got me seeing a lot more, and shifting the context for a lot of things. He's still a very complicated character to wrap your head around, especially in this first book where Dunnett is deliberately obfuscating about him, but things that were much more clear to me on this pseudo reread:
Excellent post! I'm mid Niccolo re-read (towards the end of Scales of Gold) and it just gets better 😁😁
My take on the "you don't even know what's wrong with me" line, under the cut for spoilers:
I'm about seventy pages into Niccolo Rising and so far Julius is stressed and hates everyone, Felix likes hats, and Claes has a great smile and can't walk down the street (or, indeed, go down a river in a bath) without getting into trouble.
I think I'm going to like this.
‘When next you stand by the sea, say goodbye for me.’
King Hereafter, 4.15