#this book though

[ncityzen]

I'm reading the haunting of hill house and I just love it when writers write well it's so good

[mega-aulover]

What the HECK -ch3 The Blue Castle

@daydreamingandprocrastination They are making fun of Valancy over the way she looks. Christine Sickles looks like Snow Whites stepmother after she turned herself into a witch...

Cousin Stickles, with her broad, flat, wrinkled face, a mole right on the end of her dumpy nose, bristling hairs on her chin, wrinkled yellow neck, pale, protruding eyes, and thin, puckered mouth, 

LIKE FOR REALZ

(tell my ya'll see it right???)

The horrid way they treat Valancy not allowing her to read when she wants, to be able to choose her own books, to be able to choose what she wants to eat, yet making her eat food they want -I understand sugar was expensive (my grandmother told she was born around that time) but dang an extra sprinkle wouldn't have broken the budget. They act as if she is their intellectual property - delighting in her dismay.

I wasn't going to do this but she said "Nobody needs me" I just can't help but compare her to Peeta. I wonder if this is what it was like for him before he won The Hunger Games. If it was no wonder Peeta considered getting reaped the best day of his life.

I digress.

They delight in making her feel downtrodden. They control when she gets out, they blame her for getting sick, with several colds. It's mind-boggling to see how manipulative they are. Valancy tried to state her agency by asking for her family to call her by her given name. And she is thinking of herself as Valancy.

And beginning with her own mother, they (the Clan) turn around and begin to call her a child and point out that her behavior is childish, i.e. not eating her crusts. By the end of that conversation, you see Valancy begin to label and call herself a child and her behavior as childish. This reminds me of the way Queen Victoria was raised. Right up to the day Vicotria was proclaimed Queen, she had no voice or choice. All of her life was dictated by the rules set forth by her mother and her mother's "friend," John Conroy. I'm going to start calling the Clan, the Conroys instead of the Sterlings.

Can you imagine having to write down every single moment that they considered her to be idyl? I want to rescue her and give her a hug! That girl is starved for affection.

[twinsetspammer]

[fabricatedgeek]

I am 100% only on tumblr this very second to avoid writing this next scene in my novel for NaNoWriMo because it’s going to break my MC and by proxy, me.

[theadventurer]

In John 13, Jesus tells his disciples that their influence will be recognizable. He tells them that the world will know them for a distinct reason: their love for one another. Your love for others is the overflow of your love for God. Your love for God will increase as you learn to know Him better. But never lose sight that your influence will be noticed in how you use your heart, not your head. Bible literacy that does not transform is a chasing after the wind. Christians will be known by our love, not our knowledge. 

We will not be known for just any kind of love-we will be known for the kind of love the Father has shown to us, and that we in turn show to others.

Jen Wilkin // Women of the Word

[muirin007]

His thin chest rose and fell rapidly as he watched Harry walking slowly nearer, his wand pointing straight at Black’s heart. 

“You killed my parents,” said Harry, his voice shaking slightly, but his wand hand quite steady.       

Black stared up at him out of those sunken eyes.       

“I don’t deny it,” he said very quietly. “But if you knew the whole story...” 

[orangeyouglad8]

And I wonder what the sound of a heart breaking might be. And I think it might be quiet, unperceptively so, and not dramatic at all. Like the sound of an exhausted swallow falling gently to earth.

Tin Man by Sarah Winman

[eddisianarchive]

They build with steel and stone and promise to remember.

Leigh Bardugo - Warbringer

“But they never do.”