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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Not today Justin

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Enjoy <3
*jiheudkofktuieekosjeudkrokypwkuagkekeokpykeisj* Thank you, thank you, thank you soooo muchhhh 😭😭🙏
you're the best ❤️❤️❤️
‘no one uses tumblr!’ ‘tumblr is dead!’ no there’s at least enough people for us to point at each other and go ‘10k notes!!!!!!’ and it can happen
oh hey i just remembered this post exists let's curculate it again that'd be funny
Ok i know i said i wouldn't (and shouldn't) but... *Sigh*
here's a quick sketch of sparkly Catherine.
Northanger Abbey
The mere habit of learning to love is the thing. You have gained a new source of enjoyment, and it is well to have as many holds upon happiness as possible.
So. Much. Wisdom.
In just a single page!
I admit i wasn't expecting much when i first started, but I'm so glad i've learned to love this book since then <3
Can't have that line without a hyacinth to go with it ;)
Also....Henryyyyy. 😆
He really gets way too much fun out of teasing poor Catherine and it absolut does not help that he's shamelessly flirting at the same time, most of it flying right over Catherine's head.
God they are too adorable, I can't!
Northanger Abbey
The mere habit of learning to love is the thing. You have gained a new source of enjoyment, and it is well to have as many holds upon happiness as possible.
So. Much. Wisdom.
In just a single page!
I admit i wasn't expecting much when i first started, but I'm so glad i've learned to love this book since then <3
simply, adorable. this is how i'm choosing to imagine her btw:
Northanger Abbey
friendship breakups are lowkey the worst thing ever cause what do you mean this person I used to share every single detail of my life with is just gone
first therapy session in an hour. Wish me luck, i'm so nervous ;;
Pov: your news feed after reading ONE jane austen novel.
btw I’ve found these stretches from the WAK blog very helpful when knitting a lot:
Plus make sure to take breaks regularly - and stop if anything starts to hurt!
especially with gift knitting I know it can be tempting to push through it for a deadline, but it’s really not worth causing long term injury. (And anyone knit-worthy should be understanding of that, imho.) Stay well :)
Also good for artists drawing with pencils/on a tablet/with a pen!
Also good for writers
Nothing to see here folks, just a typical sibling relationship ^^
Northanger Abbey
:D
Well, perhaps (*cough* most certainly) he shouldn't say so in front of guests but yes, in general this has the potential to be a great and timeless example of siblings who aren't lovingly affectionate with each other but still very much siblings.
Though I guess to really decide on that, whether it's entirely siblings being siblings or something less nice, we'd have to know whether his sisters get to treat him the same way, which, iirc, there aren't any obvious examples of. (I can see it though...)
(It's actually interesting because both John and James are both eldest brothers, who technically have all the authority of an eldest brother, ... but that's for a different post and when @thomthinks is done with the book xD)
But this scene is still great because it really underlines how Thorpe is just a casually rude and vulgar person, who doesn't think much about it and doesn't necessarily means to actually and always hurt with his vulgarity, while also quickly showing us what kind of relationship the Thorpes have among each other and how it contrasts with the other families we see (esp. the gentle, polite/respectful and loving Morlands)
I've just about had the worst month of my entire life.
I've been struggling so badly with my mental health, It's been a nightmare, so much so that i'm seriously considering going to actual therapy. Even at my worst, my mental health didn't deteriorate this rapidly. I didn't even know i could endure this much stress, handle this much pressure, or have this many mental breakdowns in such a little time. Everything's been entirely too much. Work, school, relationships. Entirely too overwhelming. It's been really tough.
I even got into an actual fight, something i never ever ever do (srs i'm usually chill & calm and too scared of confrontation) and afterwards i was just sitting there and shaking (I think my blood pressure went up), Like literally just shaking and trembling and trying to breath, when what i really wanted was to curl up in a ball and cry, or die or something... And that's just one instance of how bad this month was.
I'm still not well, but hopefully some time off work and school will do me good.
Anyways, glad to be officially back on Tumblr, can't wait to get back to normal :)
was tim okay though
I don't think so
Ah yes...this is how I'll talk to my soulmate.
Okay. Say you ask a small child to draw you a house, and they come up with something like this:
For the purposes of this analogy the child is shit at colouring in, because I only wanted to give the general idea.
So, we can all agree that the child who draws a house probably isn't trying to communicate anything in particular other than “look at this cool house I drew”, right?
Cool.
So… Why is it seemingly in the middle of nowhere, when most children live in houses with neighbours?
Why is the main body a square and the roof a solid triangle when that doesn't look like any house that has ever been built anywhere?
Why does it have a wood-burning stove with smoke actively coming out of the chimney, even though the sun indicates warm weather?
Why is the sun smiling? Why is it yellow?
Answer: because the child has seen picture books, and films, and the drawings of other children, and has on some level absorbed that this is what a house is meant to look like.
Face to face, the child almost certainly wouldn't know where to begin communicating “yellow is a colour culturally associated with happiness and warmth, and two dots accompanied by a curved line symbolically represent a smiling human face, so I have combined these attributes with the sun to convey that it is a very warm and pleasant day”.
Or “historically most houses in my country used fire for heat and cooking, and even though this is no longer the case for the majority of households, most media portrayals of houses are inspired by other, older, media portrayals and therefore include the chimney. I have chosen to follow this trend.”
Or even, “I have poor motor control because of my age, and large, 2 dimensional shapes are easier to draw than anything involving detail and perspective”.
Yet this is all information that you can pick up from detailed study of the house drawing.
Ultimately, it's not about what the writer intended. That's what the whole death of the author thing means.
If you think of literature like as a conversation, then think of all the analysis stuff that your English teacher keeps trying to get you to look at as like body language. It's the stuff that the other person doesn't even necessarily mean to communicate, but that can tell you a hell of a lot about what they mean.
Also, a poem written by a poet who got high is still a poem written by a poet.
People love to say dismissive bullshit like, "oh, that's just the drugs talking" but actually, drugs can't fucking talk! It is always the human being doing the talking regardless of how intoxicated they are. The drugs are not creating the poetry. The poet's mind is creating the poetry. A person doesn't stop being a person just because they took something.
also if it got published they probably still liked it sober
NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.