“To leave a whisper of myself in the world, my ghost, a magna opera of words.”
— Bernardine Evaristo, The Emperor’s Babe
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@the-revisionist
“To leave a whisper of myself in the world, my ghost, a magna opera of words.”
— Bernardine Evaristo, The Emperor’s Babe
ai could simply never create a body of fanfictional work that is so revealing about the author that it borders on humiliating.
never lose hope. somewhere, a middle-aged, gender ambiguous person with an advanced degree in an esoteric field and a fiber arts hobby could be crashing out and pinning all their remaining mental health on getting obsessed with your otp. any day now, the most elegantly written 100k fanfic you have ever read is going to hit ao3. it could happen. it has happened.
At that moment I saw you at the end of the platform. You were wearing trousers. On the long platform beside the stranded trains, in the vast white diffused late-afternoon light of the rift valley, you looked very small. With your appearance everything changed. Everything from the passage under the railway tracks to the sun setting, from the Arabic numerals on the board which announced the times of the trains, to the gulls perched on a roof, from the invisible stars to the taste of coffee on my palate. The world of circumstance and contingency, into which, long before, I had been born, became like a room. I was home. —John Berger, from And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
wrote the deadloch crackfic idea that wouldn't get out of my head <3
one of the greats - florence + the machine
“The truth lies not in any claim to reality, but in the place where what is real moves beyond our interpretation of it. True art means seeking to capture the unreal.”
— Rachel Cusk, Second Place
I love a good Very Specific Resource. Here are the links to my posts about resources carefully crafted to share a specific bit of history (updated as needed)
Public Domain Image Archive - thousands of images from various repositories no longer under copyright
Medieval Murder Maps - interactive maps of murder and accidents in medieval London, York, and Oxford
Travel in Times - plan travel routes in England and Wales in various centuries
The Quilt Index - a digital repository of quilts, makers, and their stories
Louis Armstrong Archives - Some highlights from the archives and how to access the full collection from home!
RSN Stitch Bank - hundreds of sewing and embroidery stitches, their uses, their structure, how to make them, and history!
Archive of 80s mixtapes - a whole lot of tapes from the 80s and also tapes of background music from Kmart in the 80s and 90s
Feast Afrique - What started as an exploration and celebration of West African culinary heritage has since expanded to include history, language, culture, and customs of West Africa and the African diaspora.
Letterform Archive - Thousands of high quality images celebrating graphic design, calligraphy, and typography. The beauty of letters!
Historic Menu Collection - Over 17,000 historic menus, 1.3 million historic dishes transcribed. Historic popularity and price range, map it, and more.
Palestinian Embroidery - Digital archives dedicated to the preservation of Palestinian embroidery. Over 1,000+ free patterns
Black Craftseople Digital Archive - enhancing knowledge of Black crafts people (both free and enslaved) and the objects they produced.
Georgian Lady's Magazine Embroidery Patterns - Free embroidery patterns from 1770-1819
The Dutch Textile Trade Project - History and trade of textiles in the 17th and 18th centuries. Fabric types, images, data on trade.
Estonian Knitting - Bog knits! History! Techniques!
Suddenly feeling terrible that I’ve never given my cats a tiny typewriter. Photo from my collection, 1966.
you know that thing where you have too many things you want to be writing so you just sort of cycle through them all and don't actually make real progress on any one thing and you know you should just power through one of them (especially the one that is in the fixing/reworking stage, which is normally where i love to play), only then you get an idea for another thing that you need to get down, and then oh that's an idea, and let me just rewrite this sentence and then that one, and on and on and on?
yeah.
(not to mention that multi-shipper thing where you have an idea for a character, but there are more than one version of that idea in your head for multiple ships you have for said character. yup!)
Dude it is SO FUN and EXCITING to see a reoccurring reader. If you've commented a handful of times on an author's work, I guarantee that they recognize you. You can't imagine how many times I've excitedly informed my friends "the person with the funny cat image commented!" "- anon is back!!!!" and the friends've recognized who I was talking about because I talk about my commenters so often LOL. We love you all!!!
Chapter 11 now posted
Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Last Tango In Halifax Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Gillian Greenwood/Caroline McKenzie-Dawson Series: Part 4 of are we cool, vincent?
“First, the act of writing is a pure tempting of fate; second, what writing captures doesn’t pass through the sieve of a singular I, solidly planted in everyday life, but is twenty people, that is, a number thrown out there to say: when I write, not even I know who I am.”
— Elena Ferrante, In the Margins
'les garconnes,' group of parisian lesbians photographed by jacques henri lartigue, french, 1928.
Re-reading your own fic is wild.
Okay, that's a really good sentence. Typo. Typo. Huh, did I write this? It's actually not bad. Typo. Hm, I would cut out that part now, but it kind of works. TYPO. Oh, this part is really good. That is the wrong word, wtf? I'm enjoying this more than I thought I would. ANOTHER TYPO? FFS.
me, the motherfucker with over 50 abandoned works in progress: i have an idea