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WIP of Penelope with her forever-unfinished shroud.

#a WIP of a WIP #be still my heart

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“Thoughts on one of the hardest things: banishing the imagined bad faith reader from your writing process” by Melissa Febos on Twitter is hitting really hard today.

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Mahmood for Icon - Issue 00 (March 2024)

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I ONLY LOVE YOU MORE BECAUSE THE WORLD IS ENDING

The news isn't good, and neither of us feels

like pretending, though the list of what we hope for

grows longer by the day. More news, good

or otherwise, everything witnessed by the light

of fires, and something we cherished always

burned away. So let me say this first: Brenda,

I love you. You make the world more beautiful--

how could I not love you for that? There are people

I'd die for, only they are not my children.

What I really mean is there are people I live for,

and if they died, I'd feel for a time out of time

with time. But I know as you do that endings are

upon us while love goes on starting over and over.

What this means lately is that each time I watch

a fly that thought it wanted to be inside try

with the whole measure of itself to get back out--

when the concussive sound gets to be too much,

I open every window in the house. If not for me,

if not for my life, then for those people I keep

finding my way deeper into life by loving. If not

for me, then for you and your children, Brenda.

But you ask if all of this pain hinders our capacity

to feel, and of course, we have to ask ourselves

because it's wise to put words to what drives us,

to say thirst

when the throat tugs the shirttails

of the mind and grief

when it leadens its surface.

If I'm going to lose--I can see that I am now--

let me at last be what I was made to be and say,

my only gift was that I was never afraid to love,

and love, I've never been more afraid.

BRENDA SHAUGHNESSY

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Emily Dickinson in a letter to Adelaide Hills wr. c. Spring 1871

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MIDNIGHT MASS Episode 2 - "Book II: Psalms"

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had some feels about how this horror story depicts death by suicide

turned out to be about 3,000 words worth

it's not graphic (and never, ever condemning) but always be careful with yourself

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for the record, tho I disagree with several points in the beautiful tumblr post I link to (which may be almost double the words of mine!? what a legend) it's a reading which points clearly to the text; the schism comes from our different readings of the text and broader media dealing with suicide and/or mental illness and/or queer stories.

I love a good disagreement, I don't love a sloppy read, the latter of which comprised many of the professional media reviews of the series. The fact 'people 'experts' paid to do so were overall less good and thoughtful and thorough than random people on tumblr pouring hours of unpaid work into it is, ugh *cries in The State of the Industry*

#The Haunting of Bly Manor #Mike Flanagan #Dani x Jamie #screenwriting #horror symbolism #metaphors for daaaaaays

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Another point for why it’s important to own your own copies of music and media, and not use streaming services, is because the copy you own can’t be taken back.

(This is also a good time to remind people that yout*be to mp3 converters still exist).

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https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTdQuxw52/

I think I found my new favorite rabbit hole. This voice actor does Shakespeare scenes in a southern accent and I need to see the whole damn play. Absolutely beautiful

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sono osato photographed for harper’s bazaar (september 15, 1941)

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A rare photo of young Japanese director Akira Kurosawa and actor, later film legend, Toshiro Mifune, circa 1950s.

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The new Fiona interview hit me right in the heart

#be soft but unbreakable

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Norman Saunders, 1933

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my tumblr will outlive not only me but the nuclear apocalypse

post-spawning from an endless queue into the void

a million years from now, those who evolved from surviving cockroaches who achieved sentience

will have the insatiable lust for pulp book covers, aesthetically pleasing photos of cups of coffee, and hot gays

they will know not why

but they will love it

maybe I am them, from an extinction event a million years before now

thank you, anonymous tumblr user

you can rest in peace

you did good