(CW: mention of suicide)
Emilio Salgari was one of the most prolific Italian authors of the late 1800s and early 1900s: after debuting in 1883, at age 21, over the course of his career he wrote eighty (80) novels and over a hundred short stories, each of which was based on careful and meticulous research -- he was known to spend days on end in his city's library, bent over a book, taking notes. In 1897 he was honoured as one of Italy's greatest living writers by the House of Savoy.
Since the early 1900s, he was bound to his publisher by a punishing contract: he had to produce three novels a year, which amounted to three pages per day, which in the time when almost everything was written by hand, was a lot.
His health and mental well-being took a toll. In 1909 he wrote to a friend:
A writer's job should be full of satisfaction, both moral and material. I, however, am bound to the writing table for many hours, every day and some nights, and when I should be resting I'm in the library looking for documentation. I have to write pages upon pages at full steam, and send everything to my publisher right away, without even having the time to re-read and edit my writing.
What's worse, he wasn't being paid fairly for his work: he was one of Italy's greatest living writers, and yet he and his family lived in abject poverty.
On the 25 of April, 1911, Emilio Salgari killed himself.
He went out early in the morning, and he was found later in the day in a city park, having cut his throat with a razor.
Before leaving his home, he left several letters on his desk, one of which was addressed to his publisher. It read, in part:
To you who have grown fat by feeding on my skin, forcing me and my family to live in misery, I only ask that in return for all I have made you earn you arrange for my funeral. I bid you farewell, and snap my pen in half.
Today, Emilio Salgari is still remembered as a great writer. He still died at 48, and his death was entirely preventable.
Everyone should be paid fairly for their work.
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Daisie I need your help please😭
Tumblr live has reached me and I’m so fucking annoyed 😭 I’m going to tumblr to get away from instagram and tiktok and whatever I DONT NEED THAT MODERN SHIT HERE
I remember I saw a post not long ago where they said you can turn it off? I can’t find it anymore though😭 I thought maybe you know something or one of your followers does. Pls I want the old video feature back where I could zoom in and everything. Is there a way?
I might actually just delete the app if not… seriously why do they have to do this??
Oh I’m actually not sure what you mean. I think they’ve updated their posting feature so it has changed video integration, so I don’t think that can be changed.
If you mean something else, then it helps to google the feature and read what tumblr said about it, or search tumblr. They often explain how to opt out of those things. And of course always check your settings to make changes, they usually have it all in there.
Can anyone help anon out?
Thank you @shinylights
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i always think abt my cousin in greece who's like obsessed with american culture, bc ill say that im going to a barbecue and she'll be like "wow.... a real life american barbecue... will there be red cups?" you bet your ass there'll be red cups. take my hand. have a hot dog. all your dreams can come true here at the real life american barbecue
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i feel like a lot of the 'i hate kids' crowd would be more tolerant if they understood that due to a kid's limited experience of the world that 4 hour flight might just be the longest they've ever had to sit still for or that trapped finger might literally be the most pain they've ever felt in their short life or they might not have ever seen a person with pink hair ever so of course they want to touch it or nobody's told them yet that they can't run around the museum and they only just learned cheetahs are the fastest animals so of course they want to put that to the test. how were they supposed to know etc etc.
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the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.
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