“We’ll need a wild shape.” 🦌
Pretend, for example, that you were born in Chicago and have never had the remotest desire to visit Hong Kong, which is only a name on a map for you; pretend that some convulsion, sometimes called accident, throws you into connection with a man or a woman who lives in Hong Kong; and that you fall in love. Hong Kong will immediately cease to be a name and become the center of your life. And you may never know how many people live in Hong Kong. But you will know that one man or one woman lives there without whom you cannot live. And this is how our lives are changed, and this is how we are redeemed.
What a journey this life is! Dependent, entirely, on things unseen. If your lover lives in Hong Kong and cannot get to Chicago, it will be necessary for you to go to Hong Kong. Perhaps you will spend your life there, and never see Chicago again. And you will, I assure you, as long as space and time divide you from anyone you love, discover a great deal about shipping routes, airlines, earth quake, famine, disease, and war. And you will always know what time it is in Hong Kong, for you love someone who lives there. And love will simply have no choice but to go into battle with space and time and, furthermore, to win.
—James Baldwin, The Price of the Ticket
"There are old poops who will say that you do not become a grown-up until you have somehow survived, as they have, some famous calamity -- the Great Depression, the Second World War, Vietnam, whatever. Storytellers are responsible for this destructive, not to say suicidal, myth. Again and again in stories, after some terrible mess, the character is able to say at last, 'Today I am a woman. Today I am a man. The end.' When I got home from the Second World War, my Uncle Dan clapped me on the back, and he said, 'You're a man now.' So I killed him. Not really, but I certainly felt like doing it. Dan, that was my bad uncle, who said a male can't be a man unless he'd gone to war. But I had a good uncle, my late Uncle Alex. He was my father's kid brother, a childless graduate of Harvard who was an honest life-insurance salesman in Indianapolis. He was well-read and wise. And his principal complaint about other human beings was that they so seldom noticed it when they were happy. So when we were drinking lemonade under an apple tree in the summer, say, and talking lazily about this and that, almost buzzing like honeybees, Uncle Alex would suddenly interrupt the agreeable blather to exclaim, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.' So I do the same now, and so do my kids and grandkids. And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'"
— Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country (2005)
Incredible how Ted Lasso lures you into s1 with the false sense of safety of watching a silly little feel-good comedy show about a clueless American and then 3 seasons later hits you like a truck with that silly American crying in front of his mother because he finally recognizes he’s afraid of getting close to his own son because of his abandonment issues after his father’s suicide when he was a child.
☀️Sunflower🌟Starflower 🌘Moonflower
I started out painting the sunflower kind of realistically and then the rest just ran away from me
I was open to pain and crossed by the rain And I walked on a crooked crutch I strolled all alone through a fallout zone And came out with my soul untouched.
Steve’s first arrest vs. Eddie’s 4th— (we can all guess who’s fault it was 😭😭)
I couldn’t NOT do the Barbie meme, it fits them so so well
James Lance is so pretty when doing zoom calls
One time my dad came to family dinner all excited “you know that show Sherlock? I hear fans are writing whole new stories for it online”
And in perfect unison my sister and I yelled “DAD NO!” So vehemently he stopped in his tracks.
Then a look of dawning comprehension on his face.
“Oh, this is like Kirk and Spock, isn’t it”
And I died right then and there.
My mom was into fanfic back when it was still all in handmade zines passed back and forth in-person. My mother is the one who first told me what fanfic was. My mother used to print her favorite fics out on our home printer and stick them on the shelf to read again later. My mom had an Ao3 account before I'd ever heard of Ao3.
Fanfic is not some new millennial/gen z thing that nobody over 35 knows about. It's really not that weird for middle-aged folks and elders to be into it. The folks who were writing Spirk fic in the 60s are, like. Still around.
Yes they are. And some of them have given me actual money to write for them!
It's an amazing world we live in. :)
*record scratch* hold up, what was that?
a new Hammer horror film?? they’re doing Jekyll and Hyde??
and it’s starring *checks notes* it’s starring
Suzy Izzard as Dr. Nina Jekyll??
[img 1: promo photo of Izzard as Dr Jekyll in a black suit jacket+skirt with walking cane, looking troubled in profile, in an eerie yellow room which also contains a marble bust]
[img 2: excerpt—
Details on the project have been scant, but today director Stephenson shares with Fangoria the first image of Izzard on set, and confirms that her character Nina Jekyll is a trans woman in the film’s narrative, lest anyone think we’re in for another helping of the gender-bending tomfoolery of past reimaginings like Dr. Jekyll and Sister Hyde.
“There have been over 100 cinematic adaptations of Stevenson’s novella, but there has never been a trans Dr. Jekyll,” says Stephenson. “There seem to be some assumptions that because Nina is a trans character, we are somehow going to make it about gender. That is not the case; the themes of our film are true to the original work.”]
this is the kind of character trait you put in an adaptation to COMPLEMENT its existing themes oh my god. ohhhhh my god. my favorite thing, “an overblown metaphor for thing AND the thing itself actually being depicted by someone who knows what the thing is” seems about to happen in this production :-0
[id: Redraw of the meme where one guy is explaining something in the foreground while another lays on the floor listening to him. In this version, Ted Lasso is in the foreground speaking to someone off-screen while Trent Crimm lays back on the floor listening to him intently.]
I forget what the original meme is called but whatever pls enjoy this
This is a birthday gift to my beloved @captainshakespear
I hope you enjoy Joe, Nicky and their daemons Noor and Aurelio are having a nap on the train. Love you, hope you have an amazing day <3 <3
Vintage advertisement for Alex In Wonderland, a gay bar in New York City | c. 1984
best selling author and graphic tee connoisseur, happy pride 🌈
