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dakohtah · 4 years

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i’d never hurt no one, and no one would ever hurt me

Oops! All Magnus fic, set post balance arc bc I felt like the boy was in need of some Hurtin. also available on my ao3

After the Day of Story and Song (TM TM TM), Magnus stayed pretty busy. He had to: even with the Hunger defeated, the devastation left in the wake of John’s appearance had left the entire planar system reeling with the weight of what it had nearly lost.

It wasn’t for his own sake, honestly. He was made to help. To protect. It’s what he’d wanted to do in Raven’s Roost. It’s what he’d apparently fought to do for—well. For a good while. So, when he started cleaning up the city of Neverwinter, it was just another facet of his duty. Real natural. A different way to save the world.

It was what he was supposed to do.

So, Magnus set out.

His work in Neverwinter spread slowly, inexorably down into Rockport. He just figured folks could use a friendly face and a couple of helping hands as they got back on their feet, that’s all. These people—their weary faces lighting up in the face of a multi-universal semi-celebrity—they were almost always grateful, offering him a hot meal and a place to sleep as he passed through. Kids would beg him to stay a little longer, to play just one more game, or at least to show them his sword again before he moseyed onto the next town. Magnus had never pegged himself as the nomadic type—by choice, at any rate, but he wasn’t going to think about—well. So much to say, life on the road very nearly suited him. He really, really liked it.

The labor was nice, too. Folks always needed something done, big or small. He might find himself rebuilding houses. Spooking bandits away from some older pathways. Maybe helping to shape up old furniture. More and more, he found himself chopping firewood in preparation for the incoming Faerun winter. It all kept him just busy enough that he didn’t. Well. There wasn’t much time to overthink, was all.

He never admitted, out loud or in the privacy of his mind, that he wasn’t ready to unpack it all. Not the hundred years he wasn’t supposed to have or the way that he’d lost them—like they’d never happened to begin with.

And then, to have remembered it all anyway.

To have heard it, experienced it being broadcast across the planar system—left gasping at pieces of his own story that hadn’t quite settled in the amalgamated mess the voidfish (Fisher and Junior, their names are Fisher and—) had left of his mind. To have accomplished in one day what one hundred years of effort fell short of.

And then what?

Was it time to celebrate? Or mourn? Magnus had lived nearly eighty percent of his life on borrowed time, and now the clock was ticking. He didn’t—?

It’s just. He couldn’t unpack it yet because he wasn’t sure what was supposed to come after. Somehow, he never in one hundred years thought there could be an after. Not for him.

Not after the Hunger and not after Julia.

So, Magnus set out and he fixed things because it was what he was supposed to do. He stayed on the move and helped where he could because he always had, and he was good at it. He almost always liked the people, and the work, and the children, and the way that almost no one ever asked him to talk about it more than once.

Sure, they’d always ask at least one time if he’d tell them about it. And he’d always answer, with an aborted little ‘eh’ hand gesture, “Maybe later?”

And then they’d let it go. And if they didn’t then he left as soon as the work ran dry. Maybe sooner, depending on their persistence. He’d heard that the city of Goldcliff was real warm, even in the winter. He let the thought settle in his mind. A little warmth felt like something he was well overdue.

“It sounds like you’re doing good work, Magnus,” and if Lucretia’s voice was halting as it traveled through the Stone of Farspeech, Magnus would chalk it up to a faulty fantasy connection. He didn’t look into it. If he thought too hard, he’d find himself buried in particulars that had been tucked away with Junior for nearly a decade. (Lucretia sounds like this at the beginning of every new year—this is the sound of her processing regrets. Don’t ask her if she thinks we could have saved them, she does. She’ll tell you how and you don’t want to hear it and she doesn’t want to say it. Remind her to eat. Remind her to sleep. Remind her you love her. Remind h—) “I. Well, I’ve told you about the work we’ve been doing at the Bureau of Benevolence. It’s—a start. If you ever decide that. Um. Well, you’d be welcome, of course, if you ever wanted to come and—well, if you’d like to—”

Stay. She wanted him to come and to stay and Magnus wanted—something. Not that. Not yet. Maybe never? Magnus wanted, but what?

“Thanks, Luce,” and maybe Magnus’ voice was a little soft. Faulty fantasy connection. Hard to tell. “Might take you up on that here soon,” but not yet. “Glad to hear things are still coming along with the rebrand. I gotta hit the hay, but I’ll catch up with you later, okay? Send my love to Carrie and Killian and Avi and Fish—uh, y’know. Everybody.”

Lucretia gave a halfhearted chuckle, “I will, Magnus.” The pause was as long as it was palpable, steaming in the chill of the air alongside Magnus’ puffs of breath, “I love you, you know.”

“I—” and it wasn’t easy to find words, but he managed eventually, “I, uh. Yeah. Yeah, I love you, too, Lucy. G’night.”

“Goodnight.”

The barn—too small for livestock, but just large enough to shelter a little feed, a load of firewood, and one Magnus Burnsides—seemed to hold an echo as the line cut out. It hadn’t felt too quiet when he’d settled in for the evening, but Magnus found himself wanting—something, anything. Early on in his pilgrimage, there had been crickets. Summer cicadas. The rustle of nocturnal animals who hadn’t yet tucked themselves away for the season. The sound of children laughing, sneaking out for moonlit mischief.

Magnus couldn’t quite pinpoint when his evenings had become silent.

He couldn’t quite pinpoint when the stillness had begun to bother him.

Not to say he was bothered. He wasn’t. He traveled alone for years, long before he’d even seen Craig’s List or heard any names even vaguely resembling Merle or Taak—oh, and there he went. Thinking about it.

Magnus took a moment to count the pieces of wood stacked in the corner. Seventy-eight. He would chop a little more before he left in the morning. It was shaping up to be a bitter season.

He just. Well.

He could stand to invest in a fantasy noisemaker, that’s all. For the first time, Magnus found himself wishing that Fantasy Costco hadn’t fucked clean off his plane of existence. Garfield may have been unsettling in a way that scraped at his bones, but he had a great selection.

Magnus took one deep breath, and then another. Tried not to remember the way Merle’s snoring would echo in tight quarters, tried not to remember the way that it was a menace this year but a comfort for about eighty before.

Seventy-eight pieces of wood in the corner. The dual sounds of pens on papers, now visceral in their absence, and Magnus would chop more before he left in the morning.

The lack of gentle footsteps pacing at one, two, three in the morning, and the lack of a rustle at four when Davenport would crawl back into his bunk. It was shaping up to be a bitter season, and Magnus could almost hear Barry and Lup whispering in the early morning. Heart-wrenching and gentle. In the silence of the Starblaster, Magnus would sometimes catch the tail-end of an “I love you,” and he took one deep breath. And then another.

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy, seventy-eight pieces of wood, and Taako leaning down over the top bunk at the Bureau of Balance. “Couldn’t sleep either, big fella?” The joke was stupid, elves never fucking sleep, but somehow, he always, always knew when Magnus was lying awake. Merle would say something about old habits, and fuck. Fuck chopping wood in the morning.

So, Magnus set out, just as the sun was teasing a light blush along the horizon. His feet crunched merrily as they hit the frosted ground. A bird chirped once, and then again.

It was shaping up to be a bitter season.

#taz fanfic #taz fanfiction #taz balance #the adventure zone #magnus burnsides #lucretia #listen linda the boy is HURT #its literally just self-indulgent pain im sorry fellas

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thewritehag · 7 years

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10 Questions Tag

Answer the questions given, write ten new ones, and tag ten others!

I was tagged by @isnappedmypencil, who asked me:

1. Do you have a writing playlist? If yes, how do you decide which songs go on it?

I kinda do, but I can’t listen to them when I’m sitting down to write; I can only handle white noise, if anything. I have some that I use for inspiration when I’m brainstorming or when a song gives me an idea, I’ll write down the idea (like who my not-exactly antagonist is and what her motivations/methods are) and what the song is (like “Castle” by Halsey).

2. Who is one person who knows just as much about your WIPs and OCs as you do?

No one. The closest is my sister, but I haven’t told her everything because we’re both busy and I want there to be surprises for everyone. Plus, I change stuff a lot.

3. Do you, like many writers, carry around a small notepad and pen or something similar to write in while on the go?

I do, but it’s just in case my phone or other recording devices fail me (which happened when I was interviewing someone for some primary research for my wip).

4. What’s a particularly funny line that you’re proud of?

Okay, so context, ‘cause that’s the only way this line works: I can’t speak for other states or countries, but where I’m from, place-names aren’t always phonetic or they are in the worst ways. It’s usually the former. Alice is a traveling neurosurgeon from Oxford, UK and is settling in with Sloane in Leicester, ID (fictional, btw). So, Sloane and Alice are visiting Sloane’s other friend, Lynne who is a radio broadcaster, who teaches radio, and runs a podcast, and outside her studio is where the beginning to my funny line begins:

[...]“Whatever her students want to do, some local announcements. Her podcast—Leicester Casting—is also about local stuff, but more about the spooky and weird.”

“Conspiracy theories? Cryptids?” Alice asked.

“Yeah, stuff like that,” Sloane smiled and started down the steps, Chatter at the lead once more.

“I was joking,” Alice said and followed.

“You did say you’ve never been anywhere so small, right?” Sloane smirked over her shoulder, then turned back, watching her footing around her kitty. “I’ve been told Idaho’s the kind of place that, if something strange happened, it would happen here, and that would be about right.”

Alice was digesting this.

“Why is it called ‘Lexter Casting’?” She asked while Sloane got to the landing and rounded the corner for the next flight of stairs.

“It’s like a thing about fly fishing. You know, ‘casting a line.’ That kind of thing.”

They continued talking while they took the stairs slowly, even Chatter did, while she was still a few steps ahead.

“Okay, I mean,” Alice said, floundering, “why ‘Lexter’?”

“It’s, um, local? I told you that.”

“Yes, but,” Alice was becoming frustrated, “who is Lexter? Or what is it?”

Sloane stopped in the middle of the second stair from the bottom, Alice bumped into her. Sloane turned around and Alice, pausing before she was likely about to apologize, eyed the smile crawling over her friend’s face.

“That’s the name,” she said, amusement inching up her voice. “Of the town. That we’re in.”

Alice was quiet and Sloane turned back around, going down the final flight. She didn’t turn when Alice gasped and hurried footsteps almost had her falling again when Alice rammed into her back with more purpose. Sloane laughed while she caught her balance, then went back to gritting her teeth.

Alice propped her back up, practically pinned her awkwardly against the wall and railing. Alice’s eyes narrowed down at Sloane and her clamped-down grin.

“It’s pronounced,” Alice said slowly, lowly, each word scraped under and over her teeth, “‘Leicester.’”

Sloane knew that. She had read it in the numerous books she stocked and sold about hauntings, witches, vampires, and faerie all in the UK, about Black Annie in Leicester, in the East Midlands of England.

Sloane quirked her head and dropped her smile into a pout.

“Who’s Lester?”

5. If you could insert yourself into any scene in your story, which scene and why?

I’d put myself in the scene with the “host witch” who’s being drained by the witch hunters (oh, there’s back story to what she’s hosting), and free her. I hate myself for doing this, but I’m setting up some nefarious antagonists.

6. If you could cross your story over with another story’s universe, would you? Which one?

Sure. I’d do the Discworld Series by Terry Pratchett. I think it’d be fun and it’s a different sort of fantasy and sci-fi representation than I’m doing.

7. Explaining your story to someone who asks about it: Keep it short or monologue for days.

I could monologue, easy. I can elevator pitch it, sure, but it’s not as fun. Depends on how much I like the person asking.

8. Have you ever imagined your first interview about your book? Do you ever “practice” answering interview questions to yourself?

Sometimes. I know that I’d have fun and be a real trial for the interviewer.

9. One of your favorite writers wants to beta read your WIP. Who would you like it to be?

Neil Gaiman or Emma Bull.

10. How do you imagine the cover art of your book to look?

I really don’t know. Something minimalist.

Alrighty, my writer-type questions:

What’s your writing method?

What’s the worst bit of writing advice you ever gotten and why?

What gif sums up your WIP (I saw this one in another tag game and I really like it, so it’s mine now)?

What tea blend would you make for one of your side-characters (a la adagio)?

What sparks your imagination?

What’s something you hate yourself for doing to your characters, but was absolutely necessary?

Your antagonist has a sudden craving, what is it?

How do you feel about fanfiction writing?

How do you deal with timelines in your writing?

If you and another writer, anyone, were piloting a jaeger, who would your co-pilot be and what did you name your jaeger?

And, tagging: @brynwrites, @catandwrite, @writingshare, @angewrites, @crazybunchwriter, @goatscantwrite, @eggletine, and anyone else who also thinks my and @isnappedmypencil‘s questions are too cool to pass up not answering. Tag me back if you do, since I’m nosy.

#writing #tag game

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furederiko · 7 years

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The era has changed, so the ways of the past can no longer be applied to solve the same problem! That's the essence of Kyuranger episode 23. The 'Rivalry of the Reds'...

- LOL at that opening intro speech. Spada's blatantly saying that Tsurugi is "so arrogant"! So what's going on with our bossy 'Sleeping Beast'? He is hungry. But instead of stopping down for some chow down, he takes his 'team' (Chef and assistant? Duh!) to... a TV Station. Wait, HUH? Is this a company visit to... TV Asahi? Nope, he's taking over Jark Matter News, and broadcasts a news about his heroic triumphant over Don Armage in the past to the... whole universe. Yes, using his Phoenix Station as the satellite. CONVENIENT! - Lucky is still mulling over Tsurugi's words that they should stop fighting. Of course, the livefeed announcement about Don Armage's secret surprises everyone in the Orion. Fortunately, Balance and Champ have discovered Eris, so hopefully that means they can clarify Tsurugi's bold statement. As soon as they can get her to talk, that is. LOL. Worried that Tsurugi's action might endanger the crew at the TV Station, Commander Xiao immediately dispatches an away team to the Station. - Clearly, Tsurugi's action is pissing off many people. Including Don Armage himself! The Shogun immediately commands his Vice-Shoguns to eliminate him, and the long-necked Tecchu is the first to head out. But publicity-hunter Malistrate Mediatsuyo-Indaver steps in to steal his spotlight before hand, attacking Tsurugi's team, as well as putting the civillians in danger. Precisely like what Xiao has feared. Trivia: Tecchu might be the only one speaking for now, but these three can be considered as 'Special' antagonists. How so? They are voiced by former Sentai heroes! Tecchu is voiced by Hiroshi Tsuchida, a now-regular VA for the franchise who debuted as Saizou/ Ninja Blue in the 1994 "Ninja Sentai Kakuranger". The female one, Akyanba (direct katakana romanization for now, not Over-Time's version), is voiced by Arisa Komiya. Fans would easily recognize her as Youko Usami/ Yellow Buster in the 2012 "Tokumei Sentai Go-Busters". And last but not least, Kukuruga (also, direct katakana romanization) is voiced by Naoya Uchida, the most 'veteran' of the three. He was Tatsuya Midorikawa/ Denzi Green in the 1980 "Denshi Sentai Denziman". Now a prolific stage actor, with "Les Miserables" and "Sakura Taisen V" as some of his most memorable performances. "It's SHOWTIME!!!" XD... - Tecchu's arrival changes thing. The fact that a Vice-Shogun, a higher rank than Menaster is joining the battlefield, means Don Armage is getting serious. But instead of focusing on rescuing the civillians, Phoenix Soldier gets all riled up to fight him. He's hinting that he and Tecchu have a history. They have battled before! But oddly, the latter doesn't seem to have ANY recollections of that. First Don Armage, now Tecchu? What's really happening here. - Tsurugi's action is placing everyone in jeopardy, and Aquila Pink ends up getting injured for shielding a crew member. Obviously, Lucky can't accept his reckless behavior, putting innocent lives in danger. Yet the older Red insists that "You won't be able to save the universe without some sacrifice". OUCH! Basically, it's the 'trolley problem' of saving the greater number of lives. Intriguingly, Tsurugi then tells the story of his old allies, who once acted as 'shield' for him before. One ended up never able to fight again, and another died. Now I don't know about you, but I'm more than certain that one of these two people he's referring about, has since become the new face behind 'Don Armage'. It's almost always, those closest to the hero, right? - Avoiding confrontation (Lucky almost punches him), the gang decides to walk away and return to the Orion. Thankfully they arrive just in time. After going through a bit of... 'situation', Balance and Champ are finally able to convince Eris, and ask her to extract some information to the team. At the same time, Tsurugi opens up about what happened in his past to Raptor and Spada (Yes, Xiao DID send them to do this after all). And well... - Tsurugi is telling the truth. It is confirmed that after gaining immortality from the Phoenix Kyu Globe, he indeed united the universe. He then led 88 Warriors (from each Constellation system) aboard the Argo, to defeat Don Armage whose Jark Matter began disrupting the peace. A battle hard fought that took the lives of almost everyone, Tsurugi ended up sacrificing his immortality by turning it into power to kill Don Armage. Eris then added, that Sir Olion was a surviving member of Tsurugi's force. This is likely the information she wanted to share before, but then the team got distracted by Scorpio. Judging from the silhouette, I think Olion is the one standing on Phoenix Soldier's right. Can we assume that he's the one who could never fight again then? Hmmm... intriguing. Eris assumes that Olion realized Don Armage's revival, and thus entrusted the Carina Kyu Globe in her safekeeping. He was also the one who put the badly injured Tsurugi to cold sleep prior to that. NOTE: Over-Time is still using the romanization 'Sir Orion', but I've decided to use the name 'Sir Olion' anyway, even if to set him apart from the Rebellion's ship. - This is where things get a little... melancholic. Turns out, Tsurugi is telling the Kyurangers to stop fighting, so that they won't suffer the same fate to his 88 Warriors. That's why he wants to handle things on his own. In a way, Tsurugi's harsh attitude is basically meant to protect the Kyurangers! Hold on, is this some kind of... a lone survivor's syndrome then? Aaaawww. But Lucky has a different ideal. He says it out loud to Tsurugi, that the Kyurangers are fighting together, simply because neither one of them can do it alone. An acknowledgement to why all these time, the entire team is needed to take down one Menaster. One is stronger with friends, he means. The power of UNITY!!! Of course... he somehow missed the point that it's exactly what Tsurugi did before with the 88 Warriors. And that it... didn't work. But let's save that discussion for another time... - Interestingly, Lucky's point is then put into solid proof almost immediately. Metal Death Worm that Tecchu sends out, is defeated through a rough co-op of him and Phoenix Soldier. While the other Kyurangers take down Mediatsuyo-Indaver in a very impressive (and neatly choreographed) group effort. Even the giant battle, requires all mechas because a Consumarz is added into the fray. In the end, it's about teamwork all along! WITH Phoenix Soldier among them. LOL. - Just like Ryutei Kyuren-Oh with 3 members absent, this time we're not seeing a complete set of Kyurangers at the battlefield either. Balance and Champ are still in Planet Keel, and Stinger stays behind on the Orion. So Ryutei-Oh heads out with Ophiucus as Scorpius replacement, while Kyuren-Oh with Aquila as Taurus' substitue. And speaking of Aquilla, the long awaited has come. The pink Voyager detaches as arm, and forms... a WING! Giving Kyuren-Oh aerial ability to chase the flying Consumarz. This gimmick was possible from the start, but was never used in the show until now. NOTE: By the way, Ryutei-Oh's combination in this episode with its LightBlue-Purple-Gray color scheme, could be a strong nod to those Extra Heroes on "Kyoryuger". As for Gigant Phoenix... I got very excited about the "Thunderbirds" nod, and the BGM song last week (which is NOT used in this episode... bummer), that I forgot to point out something. Its design is very similar to the style of a Machine Robo Rescue. And if you're looking for a more global comparison, it looks a lot like Transformers, instead of a Super Sentai robo! - Post battle, the friction isn't getting a solution just yet. Tsurugi still goes on his separate way (along with Spada and Raptor, of course). The Rivalry of the Reds is pretty much ongoing, due to their different point of views. However, it seems Lucky begins to warm up to needing the Phoenix, while Tsurugi himself is slowly warming up to having other people around. In fact, the latter's having a sweet 'Legendary Curry' moment with his team! Knowing this, I doubt it'll take long for them to work out their differences...

Overall: Tsurugi's presence continued to disrupt the balance of the show! Not only he's bringing a heft of altered history to the fray, he's also attracting scarier and more powerful enemies. As the kids nowadays are saying, "Things just got REAL". Despite the occasional attempts at humor, this episode felt tense and serious in general. The friction between Tsurugi and the Kyuranger felt loud and clear. But that's exactly why I think it's a great episode! As I've always said, conflict makes people grow, and in this case, it helped the Kyurangers to realize that they are nothing without each other. Next week: Rumble of the Reds. The 12 Stars are alligned... PS: A new trailer for the Summer Movie is shown after the episode. The opening sequence has already included scenes from it too. Not a surprise, because the movie is set to premiere this weekend, on August 5th, 2017. I think this movie looks fun and epic, so if you happen to be in Japan, don't miss it out, okay!

Episode 23 Score: 8,2 out of 10

Visit THIS LINK to view a continuously updated listing of the Kyutama / Kyu Globes. Last Updated: July 29th, 2017 - Version 2.09. (WARNING: It might contain spoilers for future episodes)

All images are screencaptured from the series, provided by the FanSubber Over-Time. "Uchu Sentai Kyuranger" is produced by TOEI, and airs every Sunday on TV-Asahi. Credits and copyrights belong to their respective owners.

#tokusatsu #SuperSentai #kyuranger #uchu sentai kyuranger #uchuu sentai kyuranger #review #melancholymoments #friendship

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oltnews · 4 years

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The secret of "Selah and the Spades", Tayarisha Poe's first incisive feature film broadcast on Amazon Prime, lies in its meticulous presentation of the director's personal experiences and his obsessions with pop culture. "It's a combination of everything I ever liked," said Poe in a recent telephone interview. Almost all the elements of the film, which follow the drama surrounding her main character and the faction of the boarding school which she directs with disturbing authority, can be traced in a text, a photograph or a concept in which she was immersed during the 'writing, thinking and shooting. "It's hard for me not to get into the details early on because it's the world building for me," said Poe. Here's a look at the influences that shaped the distinctive world of the film.Residential school memoriesPoe attended Peddie School in Hightstown, New Jersey, and the most basic understanding of the film begins with his experience there. It was something she didn't think about much before going to college and realizing that the environment she came from had spawned a specific set of routines. "It was like having your own rules about how you behave and what you would wear and what you would say and do when you were on campus," she said. "Besides, all of these things don't matter the second you step into the real world." In order to capture what it feels like when a mixture of hormonal teens are thrown into an idyllic environment with seemingly absolute freedom, Poe created Haldwell, the fictional elite boarding school in Pennsylvania attended by the characters in the film."The Secret Story" by Donna TarttDuring production, Poe constantly listened to the audio version of "The Secret History". Donna Tartt's sinister 1992 novel about five friends at a small northeastern university begins with murder and quickly unfolds in the story of a group of cult people. Poe is obsessed with the book, as his somber humor and the characters' commitment to their group rules (even if it requires criminal activity) allowed him to explore the full range of his own characters. “I felt inspired to let them go to heavy places. I know which of these characters can kill if they need to, ”she said. "The secret story taught me that you have to know how dirty someone is to be truly understandable.""Girl" by Jamaica KincaidThis short story about a tense mother-daughter relationship was part of a reading package that Poe distributed to his main actors during pre-production. At first glance, the story is prescriptive - a mother gives advice to her daughter - but it is made up of accusations that reveal the fault lines in the way the two relate. The story inspired Selah's relationship with her mother, whose disapproval of her daughter can be felt even in scenes without the mother.Wes AndersonAs Wes Anderson's superfan, Poe happily claims many of the filmmaker's works as favorites, from "The Royal Tenenbaums" to "Moonrise Kingdom". And she quickly points out that Anderson influenced his own work, but not in the way one would expect. During the filming of "Selah and the Spades", Poe and his director of photography, Jomo Fray, often asked themselves variants of the question: "What would this film look like if it had been produced by Wes Anderson, but Wes Anderson has had more than five conversations with black people in his life? "The chorus was born out of frustration at not being shown on screen. But that made her all the more determined to figure out what she liked exactly in Anderson's movies and to do it herself. The results are exposed in the ethereal visuals of his own film, which accentuate the drama around his complicated characters.RihannaPoe and Fray also sought inspiration from pop star and mogul Rihanna, in particular 2016 album "Anti". The filmmakers created "wild formalism", a visual language based on Rihanna's use of the word "wild" in the song "Needed Me". It represents the humor of Haldwell and his factions, a kind of serenity and freshness haunted by brutality and the threat of violence. But Poe is also intrigued by Rihanna as a public figure and her reserved relativity. "She seems to understand something about celebrity that a lot of people don't understand," said Poe. Over the past decade, the Barbadian singer has managed to be accessible to fans without giving up her own privacy, an act that requires both insurance and vulnerability. And it is, says Poe, the balance that Selah spends the film trying to master.Rookie and Petra CollinsFor Poe, Rookie, the now-disappeared online magazine, created by Tavi Gevinson, was the best digital translation of zine culture she has ever encountered. He captured what it meant to be a young woman on the Internet, and he also introduced Poe to the work of photographer Petra Collins, whose first photographs were published there. "He is someone who has always treated his daughters seriously, and I really admire that about his art," said Poe. Collins' photographs have a surreal quality and the style of particular scenes in Poe's film resembles them.Huey P. NewtonPoe is fascinated by the complex heritage of revolutionary figures like Huey P. Newton, co-founder of the Black Panther Party. Growing up, she was mainly interested in the Black Panthers and their social services and programs. But as she got older, she became more curious about the characters at the helm and what she called "the greyness of the character of many revolutionary leaders". This, along with an interest in the psychology of power - why people want it and how it changes them - informed Poe's understanding of Selah's character. Towards the start of the film, Selah sits on a chair in a field, which is a direct reference to a 1968 photograph of Newton seated on a wicker throne wearing a beret and a black leather jacket. "Often when I think of Selah, I think of Huey Newton," said Poe. "And I wonder if in a different environment, Selah would be at the head of a revolutionary party." https://oltnews.com/how-the-world-of-selah-and-the-spades-was-created?_unique_id=5e9f7a065652f

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