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everyone wants to write like anne carson and then you read anne carson and no one's writing like anne carson
going with the flow in a face down in a river kinda way
babe i really can't talk right now i'm in the middle of pacing around the house while listening to music
who else up thinking about how the "helen never wanted to be in troy in any version of the story or at any time ever" rhetorical position, rather than complicating misogynistic views of the notoriously self-contradictory helen of ancient sources, has been turned to the service of rehabilitating menelaus' image instead
any other girls feel a permanent sense of unbelonging no matter where they are or who they are with
my high horse is actually awesome and fast like the wind
Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance, shaped like a globe, which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical story, so that when one matter is despatchedâlove for instanceâwe go on, in an orderly manner, to the next.
The Waves, Virginia Woolf | 1931
going on a walk will save you again and again and again and again and
I long for a large room to myself, with books and nothing else, where I can shut myself up, and see no one, and read myself into peace.
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Violet Dickinson dated 30 October 1904, from Virginia Woolf: The Complete Collection
Ocean Vuong, The Emperor of Gladness
frothing at the mouth because my friend suggested a drunk shakespeare play where every single actor is drunk except for horatio and he has to try to keep the play on track while still having his own part to play
Truthfully one of the most insane things to me that tumblr users have ever done is transform Dracula from a book about the Victorian scooby gang trying to defeat a vampire into a tragic time loop (which in turn makes the story even more of a gothic horror in my opinion) via the existence of Dracula Daily
Like what do you mean every single year the Harkers, the suitor squad and Van Helsing are forced to relive the worst year of their life
Sure they win in the end but over and over they are forced to loose the people they love, be striped of their personhood and fight what must have seemed like an impossible battle.
And nobody is even aware of this time loop except us and we just feed into this narrative. âOh my friend Jonathan has just sent me another letter letâs hope this goes better than last year ;)â
And from a literary analysis standpoint this whole change is inane because it frames the book in an entirely new light. There is a meta layer of horror being applied to the book that was never possible before.
How many years will they suffer like this before someone realizes something is wrong? Before someone gets dĂŠjĂ vu just a few too many times?Before Jonathan and Mina realize they donât know what their son looks like all grown up? How many years before they are free?ďżź
"i asked chatgpt" well we asked hamlet the prince of denmark and half of what he said meant something else and the other half didn't mean anything at all