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"Absolutely no one comes to save us but us."

Ismatu Gwendolyn, "you've been traumatized into hating reading (and it makes you easier to oppress)", from Threadings, on Substack [ID'd]

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i love tumblr why did i ever leave :,(

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#🥹 something wonderful abt this

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chaos reigns (modeled after that one saint livier etching by jacques callot)

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#art

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some of us were put on this earth to draw characters standing against a blank background 5000 times

#RT THAT SHITT

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goodnight moon. goodnight Milky Way. goodnight Ursa Major (UMa I dSph). goodnight 24IC 1613 (UGC 662.350[8].

#me

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an IV drip with pictures of my special fictional guy

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interlude with forgotten myth, or, portrait of ibrahim's daughter - yasmin belkhyr | succession (2018-) | dyin day - anais mitchell | questions about the father - elizabeth lindsey rogers | saturn - peter paul rubens | leviticus 26:29 | sacrifice of isaac - caravaggio | the stag and the quiver - richard siken

#wow... i just wanted to see what the tumblrinas were sayung abt succession... then i got emotional

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this is so fukcing cute what the hell

#i dont go here... but this is soooaaauuu cute #art

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I love life because there will always be a situation u think u will never get over and u always do every time

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Girl you alright?

once a month i go crazy but overall my life is beautiful

#self tag #srsly

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THE CAVITY AND THE WOUND; THE OPENING AND THE EYE; THE CYCLE AND THE ANOMALY

#ocs #angeliese

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yeah ill post art here too what da heck

#chainsaw man #csm #art

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hey um. your boyfriend gained genre awareness and in an attempt to defy his inevitable tragic demise he only sealed his fate. sorry

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The way I personally stay true to the story I started down on is to give myself permission to not teach anyone anything. I’m not writing a manual. I’m not delivering bromides. I know that a lot of people do take enormous pleasure and relief in lines or phrases or ideas from stories that ring true to their own lives, but it’s important for me that I tell a story and that I’m not writing Chicken Soup for the Necromantic Soul. It is getting harder and harder again, especially for authors from marginalised places or backgrounds, to write works where the takeaway isn’t ‘this is to succour all my marginalised people’. For anyone on the female-identified axis this is especially hard because it seems to me that most books by anyone female-adjacent have an expectation that they will comfort the uncomfortable and discomfit the comfortable etc., whereas a guy can just tell an adventure story and be done with it. This ties in with an idea that I think <is prevalent> nowadays that good art is moral and bad art is immoral: i.e. if a story is bad it actually has to be because the lessons are bad, and if a story is good it must somehow be beautiful on the moral scale. We go looking for why the art we love is moral even if the art we love is a donut. I think this is the pressure of capitalism on time – that everything has to double or triple up in benefit compared to the time we take on it: if we’re prepared to waste eight hours on a book we had better be able to tot up at the end how that book was also feeding us in some way. That’s brand time we just used.

I am writing for my younger self and it would be disgusting of me to try to teach her anything.

Tamsyn Muir, Interview with Ciara Seccombe, 2/5/22

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