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lemonlyman-dotcom · 11 months

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WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tag @iboatedhere 🛶🍋

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“Hey buddy, what’s got you down?” Marjan asks as she enters the kitchen. She’s entirely too cheerful for the mood TK’s in. He’s sitting on a stool at the counter, looking down at his phone. [redacted for spoilers]

“What do you mean?” he asks, looking up at Marjan as she crosses towards the back counter. “I’m not down.”

“TK, you’ve been moping around all afternoon,” she answers with her back to him. “We rescued a cat from a Goodwill drop off box on that call earlier and you didn’t even want to cuddle her and give her a ridiculous name. Paul made lasagna for lunch and you barely took two bites. Something’s up.”

“Carlos made a big breakfast,” he says, rubbing his stomach for emphasis. “I wasn’t really hungry.”

She fixes him with an unconvinced look. “You’re always hungry for Paul’s lasagna.”

“Fine,” he sighs, dramatically dropping his phone to the counter. “I’m worried about Nancy.”

“Oh yeah?” Marjan asks, pulling a mug out of the cupboard. “What’s going on with her?”

“Well, she’s been acting kind of strange ever since the ambulance got shot at,” he says.

“Understandable,” Marjan grabs the electric tea kettle from behind the sink and starts to fill it, turning to face TK once it’s on its heating element and she’s switched it on. “What’s strange?”

“She’s been kind of spacey, doesn’t really want to talk about it,” he says as he starts to fiddle with the string of his hoodie. “She got really skittish when I asked her if she’s been talking to anybody about it.”

“Okay,” Marjan says as she rips open a tea packet, decaf earl grey. “That all sounds about right after being shot at at work.”

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“TK, I love you, you are an amazing friend,” Marjan says with a sympathetic look on her face as she pours the hot water into her tea and leaves it to steep, walking around the counter to take a seat next to TK.

“Why do I sense a but coming?” He drops the hoodie string as she sits down on the stool closest to him and places a hand on his knee, squeezing lightly. She's still got that sympathetic look on her face.

“No but,” she smiles. “You just have a tendency to get a little …over-invested.”

“Over invested?”

“Yeah, it’s sweet, really.”

“I don’t think—”

“She’s right, you know,” says Paul as he saunters in from around the corner. God, TK didn’t even realize he was there.

“I don’t get over-invested,” TK whines. “I just love my friends and I want them to be happy.”

“I know, bud, and that’s great.” Marjan says.

“Remember when you forced me to go out clubbing with you and Carlos when that girl I was seeing dumped me?” Paul says with a pointed look.

“Well, yeah… but—” TK says.

“That was really cool of you, and I had a great time,” Paul continues, “but it was a little pushy.”

“Oh, and the time you threatened that kid in Izzie’s class because she said he was mean to her,” Marjan says with a laugh as she leans over the counter to pull her tea towards herself. “Captain Vega had to walk that back so hard.”

“Oh my god, I am a terrible friend,” TK says. “I’m pushy and I get over-involved. How did I not see it?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Paul puts a placating hand up from where he stands on the other side of Marjan. “Pull yourself out of the shame spiral, baby boy. That is not what we’re saying.”

“No, TK, you’re an incredible friend,” Marjan says as she leans over to put an arm around TK’s shoulders. “You’re honestly my best friend.”

“One of my best friends,” she quickly corrects after Paul fixes her with a look. “I always know you’ll be there for me when I’m sad, I don’t even need to call you. Somehow you just know. Dude, when my dad got sick you flew with me to Miami! Who does that?”

TK smiles at the memory. He remembers Marjan calling him in tears, her dad had been diagnosed with a rare cancer and she was so scared. He insisted that he’d go home with her for a bit, get her settled at her parents’ place and help out as much as he could. She was shocked, but he knew in that moment that if it were him, if his dad had been halfway across the country when he found out about his cancer diagnosis, he would’ve been in no condition for a solo three-hour flight and then to support his dad through treatments and everything else. If he could be there for her just for moral support, if nothing else, he would do anything in his power to make it happen.

“You drove us to doctors’ appointments and the pharmacy so me and my mom could just focus on my dad,” she continues, dunking the tea bag in and out of her mug. “You picked up groceries, oh my god and you destroyed my mom’s kitchen trying to make Carlos’s mom’s chili relleno because you said it always makes you feel better when she makes it.”

“I thought your mom was gonna hate me for that.” It was truly an epic disaster. He’d had to Facetime Carlos, who kindly but firmly told him to throw in the towel on that one. Instead Carlos, the sweet bastard, called a nearby Mexican restaurant and had an elaborate spread of his favorite comfort dishes delivered to the Marwani house.

He still hasn't lived down the “fold in the cheese” jokes from Carlos and Marjan from that one.

“No way,” Marjan’s got a mischievous smile on her face now. “My mom loves you. She asks about you pretty much every time I talk to her. Honestly, I think she’s a little disappointed you’re not straight, single and Muslim.”

TK feels his entire face go red, “Oh, god.”

“Yeah, man, you are an amazing friend,” Paul says. “You’re reliable and loyal, and you’re so damn compassionate.”

“You just have to…” Marjan trails off.

“Let people feel their own shit,” Paul finishes her thought.

“Let people feel their own shit?” TK asks incredulously.

“Yeah, sometimes you have to just let people go through it,” Paul says with a shrug. He moves around the counter and puts a finger on the electric kettle. Determining it’s still warm, he pulls a mug and tea bag out and begins making his own tea. He gestures to TK, wordlessly offering him a cup.

“If Nancy’s hurting and she doesn’t wanna talk about it there’s not much you can do but be there for her,” Marjan says. “Just make sure you’re around. If she needs you she’ll reach out.”

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Tagging @carlos-in-glasses @lightningboltreader @rmd-writes & @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut and you

#wip wednesday #I started this on Sunday and it’s already 10k #send help #tarlos #911 ls #911 lone star #tarlos fic #911 ls fic #911 lone star fic

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thissugarcane · 8 months

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not me, thinking about time travel fix it qaf completely mostly at least half to have Justin make sure Brian offers the honeymoon tickets to Lindsay AND melanie, aka offers them in a way that they'll actually take them and therefore gets to stay for the wedding himself*

* justin would also totally make sure to have a sex club ready and waiting for the moment mr kinney needed tf out of the lesbian sentimentality, aka probably point five seconds after the speeches started, but, at least brian would get to go the way he wouldn't actually allow himself to admit

like, come on!

"Weren't you going downstairs?" Brian asked pointedly.

Justin refrained from looking at the hand prominently held behind Brian's back. Maybe Brian wouldn't do it the same way this time; maybe he'd. You know. Maybe he'd. Justin swallowed. "I wanted to let you know. As much as I do want to go with you to the White Party. I want to stay for the wedding. I'm, I'm going to stay."

Brian guffawed, then paused. "Oh. You're serious."

"Yeah." Justin grimaced, uncomfortable. While Brian was... well, he wasn't still calling Justin psychotic for his 'visions of the future' or whatever the fuck, he could still be incredibly touchy about anything that smacked of sentiment or mush or making him feel more than one emotion at a time, or any emotion if it wasn't lust. Justin said, "The White Party will be there next year, but, there won't be another chance to see Melanie and Lindsay get married."

"So we hope," Brian said snidely.

Justin chuckled, awkward. "Hopefully, yeah." He bit his lip, absently thrilled when Brian's eyes darted toward his mouth, like usual. "So I was just--" He cut himself off before he fucked it up, instead sidling up to Brian. "Come on, let's go wish them good luck then force Emmett to break into the champagne."

Brian grumbled, "they could only afford sparkling wine. Shitty sparkling wine," but he followed Justin up the stairs, and squeezed Justin's ass before opening the door to the girls room.

This time, Justin stood against the wall, awkward and uncomfortable but refusing to leave Brian and Lindsay alone, making small talk with Mel when it looked like she was going to leave. After a few minutes of this when it was very fucking apparent that he wasn't going anywhere, Brian offered Lindsay his tickets to Miami for their honeymoon, brushing it off with a planned trip to Palm Springs instead.

Lindsay's eyes cut to Mel, who, in a surprising show of grace and goodwill, replied for them both. "Thanks, Brian. Really."

"Brian, you don't have to..." Lindsay started to say, but Brian was already complaining about how he'd have to get a whole new warddrobe for Gus in order to be able to be seen in public with his own kid, because the entire neighbourhood would judge him for letting the child walk around in such hideous clothes, and, and, and.

Justin said nothing, did nothing. He offered the typical platitudes and hurried Brian out of the room before he and Mel could start bitching at each other about appropriate children's wear; but couldn't bring himself to hug Lindsay, and so pretended not to notice the awkward tension in the room.

#queer as folk #qaf #brian/justin #britin

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saintmeghanmarkle · 9 months

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A tale of two brands: Beckham vs Sussex by u/Mickleborough

A tale of two brands: Beckham vs Sussex It seems to be open season on the Sussexes. And unlike normal hunting season, there’s no end date.The Telegraph has a piece about what the Sussexes can learn from the Beckhams, in terms of establishing themselves successfully in the US: archived / unarchived.Basically both are (cough) young couples (David‘s 48; Victoria‘s 49; Harry��s a baby at 38; Meghan’s a comparative spring chicken at 41). Both left the U.K. to establish themselves in the US. And where are they now?The Beckhams live in a $23m penthouse in Miami. The football / soccer team that David co-owns is now worth $600m, after starting out 3 years ago. Both are seen as having goals in life: David to build up his Inter Miami team; Victoria her fashion and beauty lines. People who’ve known them said that both have determination: consequently their growth has been ‘organic, natural, and above all, authentic’.Compare that with the Sussexes. They lost the Spotify contract after just 1 season, in the most public and humiliating way (being called grifters and talentless - by 2 separate powers in the business - isn’t a positive). No one‘s holding their breath about what they’ll do for Netflix. The article states that the success of Spare proves that the public are interested in their royal connections - not in themselves.The Beckhams have been working on their businesses for decades. The Sussexes have yet to find their USP (unique selling point) - which currently seems to be ‘a finite story that appears to be running out of road for their American audience’.A PR guru observes that the Beckhams use their platform ‘for good and not in a virtue-signalling way’. Compare this to the Sussexes, who ‘haven’t actually earned their stripes; what have they actually done? What have they brought into the US economy?’Another observes that the Sussexes lack the ‘humility’ of the Beckhams: ‘David is a goodwill ambassador for UNICEF and has used his star power to do good work. But he never tried to eclipse that charity, whereas by contrast, the Archewell Foundation feels a bit of a personal flex as much as it’s a fundraiser. ‘The Beckhams, despite their wealth, are often pictured leading relatively normal lives, David buys his lunch from a popular, affordable Miami eatery and queues for coffee at neighbourhood joints. He also stood in line for 13 hours to pay his respects to the late Queen. The Sussexes, on the other hand, are closeted in Montecito (allegedly) and ask for lifts on Air Force One - not at all relatable.Another says that the Beckhams embody the American dream. ‘The Beckhams combine clear talent and prodigious hard work. In contracts the Sussexes exude entitlement in a very un-American way. That’s the ironic thing, because one of them is American!’Good humour goes a long way. Victoria has a good sense of humour and uses it to her advantage, cf ‘People like Meghan, who try to control the narrative and only present themselves in a perfect light, tend to forget that the public warms to a humour and the ability to show a flaw.’There’s the issue of family values. The Beckhams have been pictured with their children and extended family ‘while Harry, as we know, exposed a lot of family secrets. They’re now estranged from most relatives on both sides and this doesn’t play well.’To end: ’The Beckhams certainly live well, which Americans expect and admire, but they also spend their own money, and that is key. They’re not scrounges and they never have been.’ post link: https://ift.tt/Z9b1dwf author: Mickleborough submitted: July 30, 2023 at 08:09PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit

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queenpalms · 11 months

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While thrifting today I heard a lady yelling “omg its so miami art deco!!” towards this awful color blocked button down . Then she pondered the return policies of goodwill . God bless her

#even the competition isn’t competition 😭#florida #thrifting

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rubyfire777 · 8 months

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personal update 9.16.23 🌻💕🐹

good things that happened this week:

finally got my wife some suspicious stew limited edition minecraft pringles. she had been disappointed to not be able to find them anywhere in the area but my work suddenly had them months late! she said they were pretty good :)

movie night with lilith ❤ (we watched creep 2!)

i made a big dinner i was really happy with from scratch. i made wayyy too much but it was so good and i felt so proud of myself

movie night with quint! pretty short mellow one but we watched style wars

halloween decoration thrifting with lilith! i took her to a really good st vinnies and a weird little goodwill she hadnt been to before and found sooo many cute things to decorate with, some new mugs for her collection, a toaster (shes been dying for one forever but we hadnt gotten around to it), a baseball cap with a ladybug holding a pride flag that says "produce pride" (probably an event but we cant dig anything up?), and a beautiful crystal splendor barbie (for $20!!!). we also saw plenty more cute and goofy mugs, the fattest coca cola bear plush, some prints of a teens digital anime girl fanart, and a turtle build-a-bear in a ninja costume with a clearly homemade orange tmnt bandana that we didnt take home but still enjoyed seeing. it was such a good day

bowling night with darren and lily! it really was a lovely time this week

had the first really good bagel ive had in a minute since we have a toaster now 😭 plus some strawberries. felt awesome

cel really thoughtfully sent me one of my favorite mellow albums (fief ii) when she knew i was feeling anxious which really made me smile

lilith went and picked us up a yummy dinner from beergarden :) she got the chicken sandwich shes been craving and i got garlic shrimp

decorating for halloween!! <33

some other household tidying. im not done and will continue the rest of this week but i feel good about it

new art experiences:

albums:

eyes on you (lolica tonica, 2017)

future ghouls (xxhardbit3s & slippymudman, 2022)

clock tower (raito, 2022)

virgin in (dj technorch, 2011)

class of 1992 (glowstyx, 2007)

headz gone west (nia archives, 2021)

kaizo slumber found dead in miami (kaizo slumber, 2023)

ghost1 (omnipony, 2020)

akuma ii (alex & tokyo rose, 2019)

movies:

creep 2 (dir. patrick brice, 2017)

style wars (dir. tony silver, 1983)

#personal #/#food

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blorbocedes · 1 year

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he’s been slow all weekend :/ will be back to cooking the grid during the european races probably but in the mean time i’m taking a break. he’ll have to earn back my goodwill by winning miami and letting charles win monaco

"letting Charles win" 🤨🤨🤨

#blorbocedes ask

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kammartinez · 10 months

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Edna Bonhomme

In 1994, when I was 10, my most reliable babysitter—a hexagonal television set with two antennae—introduced me to the concept of abortion. My cousins and I sat on the couch—our legs, clammy in the Miami heat, stuck to the plastic-covered furniture. There we watched the 1987 film Dirty Dancing. Even then, I understood the 1960s American class markers: the summer holiday resort, the pleasant cabins around a pristine lake, the employees serving the wealthy guests. But the scene I remember most was when Penny, a dance instructor, sat on the kitchen floor at night in tears and realized she had gotten into “trouble.”

“Trouble for what?” I wondered. My older cousins explained: Penny was pregnant, and an unplanned birth was the worst tragedy. It might have been less of a problem for the wealthy guests, but for someone like Penny, it could be life-threatening. The film is set in 1963, a decade before Roe v. Wade. Penny can’t afford to terminate the pregnancy or hold Robbie, the womanizer from Yale who impregnated her, accountable. She has to rely on the goodwill of her childhood friend and coworker, Johnny Castle, and a guest, Frances. Penny finally gets an abortion, but viewers learn that the doctor botched the procedure, and she barely survives.

The message was straightforward: Before Roe, one needed money and a sympathetic doctor to get a safe abortion. If you were poor and pregnant, you might face hardship and even death if you sought out cheaper and less experienced abortion providers. For many people, this reflected the reality. In 1965, according to Planned Parenthood, 17 percent of pregnancy-related deaths were due to unsafe abortions.

Dirty Dancing illustrated why access to safe abortions is so crucial. Penny, who is white, is a likable working-class figure. Yet the film neglected to show how working-class nonwhite women like me could access abortion. (My public education in Florida also wasn’t helpful on that score.) Penny could not get an abortion without a coterie of friends—and she wasn’t able to get a safe one.

When our parents and schools fail us, we have to rely on our personal networks and ourselves to find out what we must do to have jurisdiction over our bodies. This is why movies and books are so essential; even when the narratives are muffled or distorted, they contain lessons that circulate in our culture. And many of the most poignant stories about abortions are not on film; they’re in books—novels and short stories—that show us how we can talk about women, especially working-class women, who unapologetically end their pregnancies.

The decades preceding Roe saw a surge in abortion narratives in literature. In some cases, abortion was presented as a potentially fatal situation, as in Richard Yates’s 1961 novel Revolutionary Road, in which a woman dies after performing an abortion on herself; Mary Astor’s A Place Called Saturday from 1968, in which a male partner pressures the protagonist, Cora March, to have an abortion; and 1970’s Play It as It Lays by Joan Didion, in which an actress has an abortion that contributes to her psychiatric breakdown. Very few works portray working-class women from this period who terminate their pregnancies without regret or anguish.

There are, however, some important exceptions, including Alice Walker’s short story “The Abortion,” first published in 1980, and Annie Ernaux’s 1974 novel Les Armoires vides, or Cleaned Out—both of which take place before abortion was legalized in their authors’ countries (the United States and France, respectively), and both of which depict abortion from the point of view of women from modest backgrounds. Perhaps more crucially, Walker and Ernaux created characters whose decisions to have abortions are unclouded by doubt. These stories hew closer to how most women describe their abortions. About 75 percent of people who end their pregnancies are low-income. And when researchers studied the mental health and well-being of women who have had abortions, they found that 95 percent believed that they had made the right decision.

Writing the abortion stories of working-class women with tenderness and exacting honesty, as Walker and Ernaux do, is essential to the reproductive rights movement. It helps paint realistic portraits of people who seek abortions, thwarting right-wing stereotypes and teaching readers the liberatory possibilities of making one’s own reproductive choices.

In “The Abortion,” Alice Walker applies her formidable prose to the story of an African American woman seeking to terminate her pregnancy. It appears in her collection You Can’t Keep a Good Woman Down, a reference to a Mamie Smith and Perry Bradford song. The book, a meditation on the trials and tribulations of Black women, explores love, culture, fame, and despair. “The Abortion” focuses on Imani, a young Black mother living in the South who is depressed and fatigued by marriage, motherhood, and pregnancy.

Facing an unwanted pregnancy, Imani lays out the toll of having and raising a Black child in America. Much of the story is devoted to what gestation does to the body: “Imani felt her body had been assaulted by these events and was, in fact, considerably weakened, and was also, in any case, chronically anemic and run down.” Imani already has a toddler and feels that being a parent is interfering with the life she wants to lead. “Another child would kill me,” she says. “I can’t imagine life with two kids.” So she discusses terminating the pregnancy with her husband, a lawyer named Clarence.

In the story, Imani has two abortions—one before her marriage and the other after she had her child, a daughter. Her first abortion was a clandestine procedure that cost a “thousand dollars, for which she would be in debt for years” and after which she hemorrhaged for weeks, while her second abortion was “seventy-five dollars…safe, quick, painless.” The story, which is clearly set before Roe, reflects the shifting legal landscape. Although abortion remained technically illegal in New York State, it was decriminalized in 1970 by the state Legislature. The result is that Imani’s second abortion is a relatively pedestrian event—a safe, standardized medical procedure.

“The Abortion” isn’t just an abortion story; it’s about the lives and deaths of working-class African Americans. It details Black subjugation at the height of civil unrest—in this case, on the fifth anniversary of the death of Holly Monroe, a fictional African American girl who was murdered after attending her high school graduation. Walker writes that Monroe was “aborted on the eve of becoming herself.” For Imani—and for contemporary readers—Monroe’s death is a gutting reminder that Black children’s lives can be cut short. Monroe’s memorial makes Imani realize that raising another Black child would only increase the probability of her having to mourn the untimely death of one of her own kids.

Walker’s story echoes her own life. Like Imani, Walker had a young daughter and a lawyer husband, and she would also have two abortions in the years before Roe. Both Walker and her character were concerned about the cruelty that society often metes out to Black people. Decades later, writing about her second abortion, Walker explained:

We knew the children being fire-hosed were innocent of anything but being children struggling for a future. We knew the beatings, car bombings, explosions, house and church burnings, and violent assassinations were intimations of a future that more and more is coming to pass. To bring anyone, especially a helpless infant, into what was clearly a destructive situation, in a world where few in power even pretended to care for children of color, seemed the very definition of madness.

What Walker shows us is that one of the major promises of motherhood is a lie: One will not necessarily be fulfilled or content just by being a parent. Imani, however, insists on holding on to truth. She tells her toddler that white people “think they can kill a continent—people, trees, buffalo—and then fly off to the moon and just forget about it. But you and me, we’re going to remember the people, the trees and the fucking buffalo.” The toddler, mimicking her mother, responds, “Buffwoe.” Here, Imani is attentive to oppressed people, animals, and nature, indicating that the decision to be a parent is not merely about physical care but about cultivating a political education. Walker’s story is a departure from a significant portion of the abortion literature precisely because it exposes the racial hierarchies of life and the power of historical memory.

Imani is unwavering in her decision. The narrator tells the reader that “their aborted child would have been a troublesome, ‘terrible’ two-year-old, a great burden on its mother, whose health was by now in excellent shape.” Parenting wears down mothers, and deciding to abort can be a decision to prioritize one’s body and political integrity.

One of the richest accounts of an abortion by a working-class woman is Annie Ernaux’s Cleaned Out. Published in 1974, it chronicles the experience of Denise Lesur, a 20-year-old French scholarship student. From the description of her body and the accounts of her village, the reader quickly recognizes in Denise a storyteller intent on protecting her future at any cost. The opening scene is striking:

I was on the table, all I would see between my legs was her grey hair and the red snake she was brandishing with a pair of forceps. It disappeared. Unbearable pain. I shouted at the old woman who was stuffing in cotton wool to keep it in place. Shouldn’t touch yourself down there, it’ll get damaged.

The “snake” inserted into Denise is a tube, which she has to keep inside her all day to terminate the gestation. The whole time, her body is wracked by spasms of horrific pain, a constant reminder that she has just had “a backstreet abortion.” A poetic sensibility pervades the book, with Ernaux tracing Denise’s sensory journey: “My head pressed into the smell of the blanket, the sun beating down on me from my waist to my knees, a warm tide inside me, not a wrinkle visible, everything is taking place in folds and crevices miles below the surface.”

As in Walker’s short story, the illegal abortion is not only a secret affair but a costly one, requiring Denise to secure funds far beyond what she can afford. This is a central issue for Denise, the ambitious daughter of a storekeeper. Aspiring to enter the world of arts and letters, she is aware that class is determined by more than education—it is a sense of belonging that is alien to her. Denise feels “clumsy and awkward in comparison with the private-school girls, who are confident, who know just what to do.” Likewise, the story of her abortion is not just about the physical procedure but about the disdain she feels for her upper-class classmates as she tries to move up the class hierarchy. Her abortion becomes a way to secure her future, even if the postoperative symptoms cause her pain.

This novel, too, was based on the author’s abortion experience, and it shows how desperate working-class French women were to access the procedure before it was legalized in France in 1975. In her 2000 memoir, L’Événement (Happening), Ernaux tells the story of her pursuit of an abortion. She seeks a physician. She asks her lover for money to terminate the pregnancy, and he tries to have sex with her. She even tries to induce an abortion herself. But the story isn’t just about choice; it’s about class shame, which fuels her desire to succeed. For Ernaux, having a child at that time would have prevented her from eventually becoming a Nobel Prize–winning author.

Writing to her translator, Carol Sander, Ernaux asserts, “There is in Les Armoires vides a desire to transgress all boundaries. In its content: saying the unsayable, feeling ashamed of one’s parents, humiliated, wanting to be like everyone else; speaking about the female body, menstruation, erotic pleasure, abortion.” Like Walker, Ernaux was not stifled by the stigma of abortion; instead, the procedure was a path to liberation.

Part of the beauty of art is that we can recognize bits of ourselves in it. Like Penny in Dirty Dancing, I grew up poor and knew what it was like to rely on friends for survival. While I never saw any reason for Penny to feel chagrin for her abortion, I internalized the film’s message that an unwanted pregnancy was a life-shattering problem, especially if you were poor.

Walker and Ernaux moved past this discourse. They showed how abortion literature could render the interests of working-class women without relegating them to mere troublemakers. Their characters didn’t rely on benefactors or do as others wished; they pushed the plot forward themselves. In Walker and Ernaux’s telling, abortion is freeing. As Imani affirmed, abortion can be a “seizing of the direction of her own life.”

Today there are even more radical accounts of reproductive choices in literature. In Guadalupe Nettel’s novel Still Born, published in 2020, Laura, the protagonist, presents an unflinching desire not to have children. When she contemplated having a kid, Laura recognized her error: “Just as someone who, without ever having contemplated suicide, allows themselves to be seduced by the abyss from the top of a skyscraper, I felt the lure of pregnancy.” So, early in the text, Laura gets her tubes tied. I loved the book’s energy and comic style. Unlike the typical abortion plots that spend so much time probing a character’s troubles, Nettel’s novel offers a thrilling possibility: opting out of motherhood altogether. A profound message binds Nettel’s novel with Walker’s and Ernaux’s work: the desire to live fully.

Given the attacks on reproductive rights around the world, abortion narratives will continue to offer nuance when it comes to issues of representation and access, and now a new generation of authors, including Nettel, are building on the literary breakthroughs of Walker and Ernaux, choosing to write about women who make their own choices without apology.

#feminism #books #politics #reading

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champagnepodiums · 1 year

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i agree with you but I actually think they saw that less « exclusive » fans were great for the sport with DTS. And for them it also means more money, from tv rights to races attendance and thus what a track is willing to pay, sponsors are also way less exclusive than they used to. So I hope some failures when they try to go too exclusive will do good for normal fans.

I think also what’s missing in the US races are the feader series. it’s also the case in some other countries where it gets too expensive for them to go. But they should try and go to the us more I think. Because that could entertain people much more before a race than just a random concert. And also F1 need to help promote the sport as a whole.It will only help them in the long run . Make week ends more interesting, having support for junior series means more people also having the opportunity to race ba use money will get there.

We always had the same issue with f1 (the brand) for so long. I really hope they don’t waste what DTS brought to the sport. Because si think there were many good things (especially with diversity and opening up more)

I think F1 realized that by giving up some of the secrecy of the paddock, they could hook people and convince them that spending tons of money on tickets and merch etc were worthwhile, I don't think they've seen the value in fans/people that aren't wealthy white men beyond the money that they can spend. Like I think Miami is a really good example of the fact that they have absolutely no interest to cater to the fans buying general admission and why should they when they're still selling 270,000 tickets?

I agree about the feeder series though. I wish that the F1 calendar schedules made more sense and made it able for the feeder series to accompany F1 more often.

I also do worry F1 is wasting all of the goodwill and attention that DTS brought them. But I'm also really sort of resigned to it, they made their beds.

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shiftythrifting · 1 year

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Aaaahhhhhhh

#submission #thrifting #shiftythrifting #Goodwill Miami #dolls #in frames #wtf #jesus #religion #games #owls

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thousandmovieproject · 1 year

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so little sleep you get sick

I woke up at 4:30 with an upset stomach, feeling dizzy, but figured I was just tired. Took a colder shower than usual and went easy on the coffee and sat at my desk and worked on the book for a little while. For a weeks I’ve kept a good pace of editing 12-15 pages with each sitting but this morning I only got through seven before getting restless and spacey. It’d only been an hour but I stood…

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#anti-work #calling out #calling out of work #ebay #flipper #flipping #goodwill #miami #miami beach #online arbitrage #reseller #reselling #sick #sleep #the bins #work

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coffeeheartaddict2 · 2 years

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The Miami Redux

Book: Open Heart (post series)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Casey Ramsey

Category: fluffy smut

Classification: 18+

Warnings: mentions of miscarriage, sexual content, language

Summary: Ethan surprises Casey with a trip to Miami to celebrate their first year of marriage.

Disclaimer: characters belong to Pixelberry.

Authors note: submission for CFWC Please be prompt event. Prompt/s will appear in bold.

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In a way it felt surreal but also so right, being married. It was a year ago when he stood at an Altar with Casey, publicly declaring the love they share for each other and vowing to do so for as long as they both shall live. The year had not been peaches and cream though, a missed miscarriage 2 months after their honeymoon threw a spanner that neither was expecting but they worked through their individual and collective grief and were able to make it out the other side.

Ethan had decided that they would go to Miami for their first year wedding anniversary. Both would admit that when they came here intern year it was when both truly knew that it was not an infatuation or a series of neurochemical responses but indeed the feelings they both had were real. Ethan had changed the most since that night and despite the reasons making sense to him at the time, ending things that night was a regret that he still had so he decided that they would go to Miami and rectify a wrong.

He booked them into the Celestial and booked the same room. Since they were not there for a conference there was no gala he organised a dinner at local high end restaurant. He was looking forward to it and was looking forward to spoiling Casey, even buying her a new midnight blue dress for the occasion.

Two weeks before they were set to go is when Casey found out about the trip. She came home from a long day and found Ethan in the kitchen very much in his element.

“I’ve seen that smile before” said Casey as she entered the kitchen to give Ethan a hug. He informed her dinner was only a few minutes away. Casey gives him a quick kiss and makes her way to the table. He tells her during the meal that they will be going to Miami for their anniversary. Casey is excited.

The day of their flight arrives and Casey is still excited and so is Ethan. The new dress for Casey is in his luggage and she has no idea of Ethan’s plans.

They arrive at the Celestial and Casey is taken back to her intern year. The trip still held many mixed emotions for Casey but she was still excited.

“Will they screw up the reservation like last time?” Asked Casey with a chuckle.

Ethan hoped not but he could not help but chuckle also.

Thankfully the hotel had not botched the booking. They took the lift up and walked towards the room, as they got closer it dawned on Casey that they were on the same floor they were on intern year. Casey asked Ethan if he was having a sense of deja vu to which he replied,

“No I am not, mainly because this is by design, we have the same room.”

Casey gasps. They are at the door. “Happy anniversary sweetheart” he says as he swipes the keycard, picks up Casey and carries her bridal style into the room.

“So basically the rest of the day is yours to do what you will. We have dinner at a local seafood restaurant for dinner.”

Whilst saying this, Ethan is unpacking his suitcase and presents Casey with a box which she opens. Inside is a sparkly midnight blue dress with a high slit. Casey is speechless. The dress that she wore here as an intern she sent to Goodwill when Ethan was in the Amazon. Ethan comes over and puts his hand on her thigh.

“Stopping myself that night to this day has been one of the regrets in life I have. When I thought about how we could celebrate our first wedding anniversary I thought we would come here and recreate to an extent but also continue on with what nearly happened. Casey kisses Ethan and it gets heated. Casey pulls away first, “Well since we do not have a conference to attend, I am going to get some sun by the pool.”

Ethan is frustrated but understands. He tells Casey that he will join her soon. While Casey is at the pool, he organises some champagne to be delivered to the room whilst they are out at dinner. He joins Casey and they have a nice afternoon relaxing. Ethan assures her that they will go to the beach the next day if Casey wishes. Casey likes the idea of that. They finally make their way back to the room to get ready for their dinner date. Casey does her hair and make up while Ethan is in the shower then puts on her dress. It is stunning and fits her perfectly. Ethan comes out of the shower and walks up to her with a knowing smirk. He zips the dress and puts his arms around her waist and starts kissing the column of her neck.

“Do you like what you see?”

He pulls her closer and she can feel how hard he is becoming. “Does that answer your question, Rookie?”

Casey nods. Ethan goes and gets dressed into his suit and they head off to dinner. The go to a local seafood restaurant which they both enjoyed immensely. They went for a walk along the boardwalk and finally made their way back to their room. They arrived and went to the balcony. Casey went to stand at the railing while Ethan poured them both a bottle of champagne. He offered her a glass.

“Let me guess, you are willing to drink something “pitiful” in the name of accuracy?”

Ethan chuckles. “You could say that but we are also celebrating our first wedding anniversary too, so on that note, happy anniversary sweetheart”

“Happy anniversary to you too.”

Casey takes a sip and puts the glass down. She turns around and puts her arms around Ethan’s neck and kisses him. Ethan deepens the kiss and lifts her up so she can put her legs around his waist. He runs his hand up her left thigh. Casey slips off his suit jacket and starts to unbutton his shirt, she places her hand over his heart. It is pounding, much like it was intern year. Ethan then puts his hand over Casey’s and it is beating to a similar beat. Casey then hops down and walks Ethan backwards to the couch on the balcony. She then straddles him and kisses him again, whilst starting to move her hips against his. This elicits a moan from Casey as she can feel how hard Ethan is. Ethan’s hand once again moves it way up her thigh to her centre. She is drenched. Ethan moves her underwear to the side and tantalisingly circles her clit before plunging two fingers inside. Ethan swallows Casey’s moans. He kisses down her neck, tracing the neckline of her dress. Meanwhile Casey unbuckles his belt and undoes the button and zip.

As much as Ethan wants to continue right here he wants to go inside. He picks her up and they make their way inside. He places Casey down and moves behind her. He slowly unzips her dress and eases it down. Casey then turns around and Ethan walks her to the bed where Casey lies down. Ethan joins her and kisses her.

“This is what I wanted to do the last time We were here” and he kisses her with hunger. He makes his way down to her centre, does away with her underwear and uses his tongue in tandem with his fingers to bring Casey to the edge.

Ethan leaves her on the precipice.

“I did not want you to stop Ethan” moans Casey as he positions himself to enter her. He teases her entrance and slowly enters. A shuddering moan leaves Casey’s mouth. He starts off slow but they work into a faster rhythm. They go faster as they both get closer. Casey falls first, her orgasm triggering Ethan’s.

They lay there in comfortable silence.

“I love you, Rookie.”

“I love you too, Ethan.”

Casey moves to her side and faces Ethan.

“This has been a wonderful first anniversary Ethan. Thank you.”

“No, Casey thank you, your patience, forgiveness and love is what has made it possible for me, no for us to reach here.”

He kisses her again and they snuggle, enjoying each other’s company.

Authors note 2. A picture of Casey’s dress appears below. In case you were wondering, they went another couple of rounds that night and again the next morning. They did make it to the beach and they came back to Boston very relaxed.

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skewedwayoflife · 1 year

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.25 cent Goodwill Find of the Day! 😍 Faye Mell Design, Fleurette of Miami, Florida. I guess I carry a Poodle Purse now. Lol

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medya02 · 10 days

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faithfarministries · 1 month

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