how I imagine bilingual lance

hunk: wow speaking Spanish must be so cool it’s such a beautiful language 

lance: quiero matarme :) 

hunk: what does that mean?? 

lance: oh I just said “I look good today”

You’ve become—and I never would have wished it—
something like a metaphor of the passage
(time, a cobbled alley between two streets which
diverge, a tune that

re-emerges out of the permutations
rung on it by saxophone, bass and piano,
then takes one more plunge so its resolution’s
all transformation).

Someone’s always walking away; the music
changes key, the moving men pack the boxes.
There the river goes with its bundled cargo:
unanswered letters.

Marilyn Hacker, from “Alto Solo,”A Stranger’s Mirror: New and Selected Poems 1994-2014 (W. W. Norton & Company, 2016)

anonymous asked:

Izzy help! I have so much due tomorrow and I'm getting really anxious about finishing all of it :( I remember you did your 8-page paper in 3 hours - do you have any strategies for getting work done?

I’m sorry you’re so swamped, dude!!! The end of the year workload is awful.

I don’t know what kind of work you’re doing exactly, but assuming you’ve got essays to write:

  • outline outline outline
  • the outline doesn’t have to be all that detailed or thoughtful, you can just clean up later
  • organize by paragraph/topic. ex:
    • opening:
      • space race begins, guys are doing a bunch of cool shit, being “steely-eyed missile men” [source]
      • but where are all the steely-eyed missile women?
      • etc. etc.
    • paragraph/topic 1
      • first there were the Mercury 7, the OG astronauts
      • same institution that tested the astronauts got curious and decided to test women [source]
      • Mercury 13 were just as physically strong as male astronauts but never officially affiliated to NASA because misogyny
      • [insert quote from congressional hearing here]
      • etc. etc.
  • and just go like that. bullet points are a lot less intimidating than starting an essay. and starting an essay is a lot less intimidating when you’ve already got a first draft of it written out in bullet point form
  • also if you’re writing about a book, shmoop and sparknotes are your friends. if you’re writing a research paper, use wikipedia, scroll down, and take a look at the stuff they cite. that’s a good place to start researching

In general though:

  • try not to pull an all nighter. like, aim for 3 hours of sleep to get you through the day, or you’ll hate yourself in the morning
  • try not to do work in your bed, it’ll just make you feel tired
  • drink cold water
  • “i’ll take a nap and-” if you sleep you’re gonna sleep dude, so try not to until the work’s done
  • alternatively you can be like me and wake up disgustingly early to do it
  • (would not recommend. convincing yourself to wake up at 5am is hard)
  • use this shit to block distracting websites for 25 minutes at a time. it also has built in 5 minute breaks
  • if you’re in college, strategically skipping classes is an option. like, i skipped my dance class to finish that history essay. if you have a few less important (or, like, nothing-is-due-today-here) classes that you can afford to not attend, consider skipping them if you need the extra time
  • if you’re in high school pretend to be sick so you can stay home
  • maybe don’t take advice from me

Honestly, my last sage piece of advice is to not worry too much. A little anxiety is good as a motivator when it comes to last-minute projects, but don’t get overwhelmed. Use that 25-5 method so that you get a few breaks while working.

But seriously, Anon, you’ve got this!! Go get that stuff done!!


“Hey mum, how do you feel about a bit of a challenge? I reckon I can get a higher score than you, yeah? Just like old times!”

Natalie offers Caleb a sceptical look, huffing slightly under her breath. “Are you really challenging your own mother, the queen of strikes? Are you sure you’re ready for this, my son?” When Caleb simply gives her a cocky in response, Natalie laughs and steps closer. “Let’s do it then. After you, son.”

Dear one, it’s a while since you turned the lights out
on the porch: a decade of separate summers
passed and cast shed leaves on whatever river
carried our letters.

Merely out of habit, I sometimes tell you
when I’ve learned a word, made a friend, discovered
some small park where old men debate the headlines,
heard some good music

—it’s like jazz, which, even at its most abstract
has the blues in it, has that long saudade
like a memory of what didn’t happen
someplace that might be

inlaid with mosaics of recollection
which, in fact’s a street corner of the utmost
ordinariness, though the late light steeps it
in such nostalgia

Marilyn Hacker, from “Alto Solo,”A Stranger’s Mirror: New and Selected Poems 1994-2014 (W. W. Norton & Company, 2016)