Who Doesn't Love Being Hyper-fixated On A Particular Series And Devoting All Of Your Mental Space To

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Hogwarts Legacy is really bringing out all the fair-weather allies, ain't it? All the people who will totally say that they support the trans community, that they're willing to fight antisemitism, and talk about how important it is for the non-marginalized to stand up for the marginalized.

But ask them to not buy one single game out of the hundreds that will be released this year? Then it's all "you can't tell me what to do; you're never satisfied with anything; this is why people don't support you; buying the game doesn't support rowling at all; no ethical consumption under capitalism"

Like, thanks I guess for letting us know that you don't actually care about marginalized people. Now we know who actually gave a shit and wanted to help and who just wanted a new space to dominate

If you get a thousand likes in a row from me, I promise I am not obsessively going through your page liking every post I see.

It just means that I only follow like six people and you're the only one posting right now.

Also, if you don't like me liking all your posts, stop making such good fucking posts. Not my fault you're good at this.

I am so bored with the trope of the poor character constantly trying to emulate a rich character, negatively comparing themselves to the rich character, wishing they could be more like them.

Like, where's my poor girl who doesn't care how her secondhand cardigan measures up against the rich girl's Balenciaga sweater? Where's my poor girl who doesn't gush on and on about how graceful the rich girl is while disparaging herself for how she occupies the same space?

Why does the poor girl always have to hate herself and be embarrassed about her background? Why does she have to idolize her wealthy counterpart?

Why can't authors imagine someone coming from poverty who doesn't feel the need to put on the mask of class privilege? Who doesn't wish they could perfectly imitate and perform an extremely limited view of sophistication? Who doesn't automatically see those with more privilege as being automatically better than themselves?

I'm just so freaking bored with this stock Poor Kid Character. I know there are people born in poverty who desperately wish to be accepted by a higher socioeconomic class, but there are plenty of us poor people who don't care about their acceptance of us. And I wish more authors knew that.

I am really tempted to try to take an inventory of all the books I own. It'd be useful for me to keep track of what I have so I don't accidentally get duplicates. And it'd be kind of neat to post it here because I love to see what people have in their libraries.

But.....

I own over 300 books, at least. Probably a lot more. And, due to limited shelf space, I kind of have them stashed everywhere around my house.

It would be a huge undertaking for me just to make a full list of them all. And then organize that list. And I know myself. I would absolutely include details about what specific edition I have. Have I finished them? For the unread ones, have I just not started them yet, or are they dnf? And on and on and on....

So much effort and I'm not sure if I can really commit to it

If the Ancient Aliens/Ancient Astronauts theory is true, then aliens must really hate white people

i can not stress how important it is that we maintain tumblr’s reputation as the birthplace of overbearing SJWs because if the right wing “my free speech is being threatened by twitter’s terms of service” crowd ever finds out about what a fucking lawless wasteland this website actually is and decide to take advantage we will never get rid of them

keep being weird where redditors can see you and repost screenshots making fun of you. the balance of our ecosystem needs it. godspeed

Ides of January Reading Update

The Cloisters got DNF'ed. I don't like to do that, but I had to. It was so fucking boring. The stuff about tarot was interesting, but it would only be focused on for like two paragraphs and then utterly forgotten so the protag could whine some more about not being cool enough. It was also all tell, no show. At one point, it's said that the MC has been having trouble distinguishing between fantasy and reality and might be having full-blown hallucinations. And....that's it. We never get to see it at all. If it weren't for that line, there'd be no way to know that was happening. And it's like that with everything. Awful book.

Babel is good, but it's taking me forever to get through it. I like it, it's just slow going.

So This Is Ever After is the only romance I've ever enjoyed reading. It's funny, sweet as hell, and Queer af. I don't even know why I decided to read it because I don't really like the romance genre, but I'm so glad I did.

Maus made me cry and that's all I'm ready to say about that.

Iron Widow is one of the best books I've ever read. Wu Zetian is an absolute gold medal badass and I love everything about her. I don't know if I want to be her friend, her girlfriend, or just be her; I'll even accept being her enemy if I have to. I'm just obsessed and want her in my life somehow. It's fucking brilliant and I cannot wait for Heavenly Tyrant.

The Weight of Blood is very good so far. It's a Carrie retelling set in a 2014 Georgia high school about to host its first integrated prom. I'm only about a third of the way through it right now, but I'm really enjoying it so far.

Here’s my book rant for you. Boneyard by Seanan McGuire.

It’s set in the Deadlands setting, so basically Wild West but with monsters and some magic.

The book is about a traveling circus and the woman who has to tend to the monster exhibits while raising her mute daughter and running from her crazy narcissistic and abusive husband.

Overall, I’d say the book is really good, but there one thing that really sticks a thorn in my side.

So the circus has a collection of various monsters. There’s these red pirhanna things with teeth so sharp they bite themselves constantly, sending them into a feeding frenzy. They’ve got crazy poisonous spiders with skull patterns on their backs, they’ve got wasps the size of your forearm, an ENORMOUS catfish, a corn stalker which is this this pumpkin headed plant person.

Then, there’s the bloodwire.

What is a bloodwire you might ask?

I can’t tell you because apparently the author can’t either.

Throughout the ENTIRE BOOK they are constantly alluding to the bloodwire as a creature they have, but never once is it described or shown in action.

At one point the book even goes “and she told the little girl about the bloodwire” but NEVER ONCE DO WE AS THE READERS GET TO KNOW WHAT IT IS.

It seemed like for the entire book, the author was building up mystery around the bloodwire, deliberately concealing it so she could reveal it at the end as the circus’ most dangerous monster, maybe it would come in handy in the book’s final confrontation.

Literally all of the other circus monsters are used, except the bloodwire. I’m half convinced the author forgot about it halfway through.

That’s my book rant

I feel like a curse has been passed onto me because now I desperately want to know wtf a bloodwire is but I know that there is no answer. It is a curiosity that cannot be satisfied

Hawke's job is so much more interesting than mine. It pays better too. Come watch me be jealous.