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I’m planning on doing NaNoWriMo in November, so expect snippets of my writing to start to appear daily
“All the madnesses, each and every blinding one, they can all be traced back to the gates. Those carved monstrosities, those clay and chalk portals, existing everywhere and nowhere and all at once. They open, things are born, they close. The opening is easy, a pushing out, an expansion, an inhalation: the dust of divinity released into the world. It has to be a temporary channel, though, a thing that is sealed afterward, because the gates stink of “knowledge, they cannot be left swinging wide like a slack mouth, leaking mindlessly. That would contaminate the human world—bodies are not meant to remember things from the other side. There are rules. But these are gods and they move like heated water, so the rules are softened and stretched. The gods do not care. It is not them, after all, that will pay the cost.”
Excerpt From Freshwater by Akwaeke Emezi
I just love them so much!
“I want to know you whether you’re afraid of sharks or spiders death or love. I want to know if it’s grammatical errors that drive you crazy or the people correcting them, if you’re more comfortable shaking sand out of your hair or snow, if you prefer coffee or tea, bars or board game nights. I want to know which of your friends you’ve cried in front of, if you’ve ever laughed chocolate milk out of your nose, or kissed someone you didn’t love. I want to know you the you beneath the layer of small talk always kept shined and smudgeless I’m just hoping one day you’ll invite me in.”
— Kristen Costello
hey did you know that uhh
i. the monster's body is a cultural body
ii. the monster always escapes
iii. the monster is the harbinger of category crisis
iv. the monster dwells at the gates of difference
v. the monster polices the borders of the possible
vi. fear of the monster is really a kind of desire
vii. the monster stands at the threshold… of becoming
guys u can’t trust ANYONE anymore bro i swear🙏 cough cough k, h, e, m!!!!
I think that to truly love someone, you need to allow half of your soul to live in another body. I think that's beautiful.
Your soul knows. It will let you know when it's time to distance yourself from people who no longer align with you mentally, emotionally, physically, or energetically.
"Of all things, I liked books best."
- Nikola Tesla
People speak sometimes about the "bestial" cruelty of man, but that is terribly unjust and offensive to beasts, no animal could ever be so cruel as a man, so artfully, so artistically cruel.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
“Just remember. None of us have any idea what we’re doing either. No one chooses to exist. You just do. You’re gonna be okay.”
— Halsey
I saw this on my professor’s door and I can’t even deal with the accuracy.
The fanfiction is currently above 16,777,215 words (we don't know the word count because fanfic.net uses 24-bit integers to count the amount of words and this fic surpassed the computational limit), and is 2000+ chapters. It is written by Jamesdean5842 and is still being written to this day.
The story is about an OC named JD Knudson who moves into the Louds town and goes on adventures with them after creating a superhero team with them. According to the recap (Obviously not even close to finished recap) on Tvtropes.org, the fic consists mainly of loud house episode plots rewritten to include the OC and a multitude of crossovers with other franchises from any piece of media you could possibly think of. (https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Recap/TheLoudHouseRevamped)
Some examples of the crossovers are Ed, Edd n Eddy, Naruto, Dante's Inferno, Inside Out, Matilda, Pulp Fiction, CatDog, Metroid, The Simpsons. This is a very small selection of the crossovers done in the fic.
Despite the fic's main characters being minors, the story contains lots of swearing, sex, romance, drugs, and violence. The sheer amount of strange details about this fic is crazy, reading the TVtropes page will give you some intense mental whiplash. (https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Fanfic/TheLoudHouseRevamped)
This is just the tip of the iceberg for this story, it is absolutely insane.
『𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜.
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜.
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕.
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜.』
Remembering these beauties from school.
just wanted to ask, what is wrong with the amish.tripathi books? I'm curious to know
Nothing is "wrong" per se. It's just that they're not exactly my cup of tea. They're kind of tropey and clichéd, for me. I won't deny that the author tries to incorporate creative elements or venture into the unknown territory. It's just that in whatever sphere it is- research or creative elements, characterization, world-building etc. the author doesn't venture too far from the tested path. It often feels like some stereotypical fantasy retelling with the same stock characters with a sprinkle of south Asian culture into them. And I don't really blame the author for that. The genre he's working with is still quite untested as an arena in India, it involves substantial risk. He sure as anything is trying to go for something new while sticking to the safe path but that's kinda off-putting for someone who desires something avant-garde. And it's slightly annoying when they tout the same old thing as a "fresh" perspective, every single time.(And this applies to most mythological retellings, not just Amish's books)
And by this I'm not dissing those that love Amish tripathi's book. I made that ask to papenathys because I wanted something that suited my personal preferences.
//Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.//
Henrik Ibsen's Puphejmo-A Doll's House
these are some books that i've bought recently. expecting lispector and camus of me should be common sense by now. and of course, literary theory. 🤍