[primulaceas]

Alejandra Pizarnik, "Memories of the Little House of Song." Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962- 1972

[fawn-soul]

[tibby]

there are no words

[mysteriousartcentury]

Frank Cadogan Cowper (1877-1958), Venetian Ladies Listening to “The Serenade” on the Grand Canal, 1908-1909, oil on canvas, 88.9 x 128.9 cm. In a private collection.

[clonist]

I’m Not The Girl Who Misses Much, 1986 - Pipilotti Rist

[euphorial-docx]

i love that us jegulus shippers literally just mind our business. we read choices or carpe noctem and keep to our little corner of the internet and don’t bother people :)

[justpoetrythings]

"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world."

Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

[lake-shark]

the concept of how sir arthur conan doyle was as a person always sends me into fits. imagine making the most famous literary character of all time but you hate the character so much you try to kill him off. but everyone is so horny for this asshole detective they make you bring him back. even your own mother gets mad when he’s dead because she likes him. raising your prices to ridiculous rates to avoid writing holmes stories backfired and now you’re rich. it’s absolutely a pain because it’s keeping you from your true passion which is spiritualism despite how one of your good friends harry houdini keeps telling you it’s bullshit. you consider your best novels to be historical ones but they’re well over shadowed by the nemesis of your own creation sherlock fucking holmes. some fake photographs from some kids convinced you faeries were real and you wrote a whole book about it. you started writing stories in medical school. and yes, also you are a doctor. after you’re dead, they erect a statue of sherlock holmes across the street from your birthplace, causing you to probably roll over one hundred eighty degrees in your grave and scream into your casket pillow.

[kafk-a]

Sarah Perry, The Essence of Peopling

[rosacarolina]

[avtavr]

Jeff Wall, A Sudden Gust of Wind (after Hokusai), 1993.

[w0lvesxpaws]

[overdose-art]

Alphonse Mucha. Iris, Rose, Lily & Carnation (1898)

[strawberrygardenkisses]

My Edit | Original 

[powerburial]

"guys" is beyond gender. beyond humanity. if i see three birds together, im like "what are those guys up to". a group of 3-4 objects is guys. 2 apples and a banana in a fruit basket. thats guys.

[deviika]

Jane Austen // Bao Phi

[hungryfictions]

mary maclane, the story of mary maclane / pierre bonnard - jeune femme écrivant, 1908 / louise fitzhugh, harriet the spy / phil grey - two photos from will self’s writing room: a 360 degree view in 71 photos, 2007 / tom astor - susie boyt’s notebooks, 2018 / stephen king, on writing / jill krementz - stephen king at his home office with his corgi marlowe, 1995 / joan didion - “on keeping a notebook” / wayne miller - author and poet maya angelou, 1974 / photo of sylvia plath from the everett collection / anne carson in a 2016 interview with NPR / octavia butler’s motivational notes to self / jim carroll, the basketball diaries / benjamin garcia - writing painting, 2012 / wayne pascal - writer’s block, 2019 / louisa may alcott, little women / little women (2019) / mary shelley (2017) / dickinson (2019) / anne lamott, bird by bird

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