Announcing the July 2017 Book Club Book: An Untamed State by Roxane Gay
Thanks to everyone who voted for the July 2017 book of the month. Looks like we’ll be reading An Untamed State by Roxane Gay.
Here’s a reminder of the rules (which are actually more like non-rules since this is a no-pressure book club):
You can read the book any time during the month of July. But hey, if shit gets busy and you don’t get around to it in time, put it off if you need to. DO YOU.
If this book doesn’t interest you in the least, feel free to sit this month out. No offense taken at all, and you’ll still be more than welcome to participate next month.
There’s an optional private Facebook group for the book club where those of us who would like to can discuss the book of the month. I think I’ve invited everyone to it at this point, but if I missed you just let me know! Anyone can start discussions about the book within the Facebook group. You do not have to be part of the Facebook group to participate in the book club though.
Post about the book if you feel so inclined! I won’t feel like you’re co-opting the book club or anything like that. Share your thoughts, post favorite quotes, ask questions, post book selfies, etc. Just be sure to include spoiler alerts if you’re spoiling anything - this goes for Tumblr and the Facebook group. The official hashtag on Tumblr is “eternaltoska tumblr book club”.
If you do (or don’t) want to be tagged in future posts, just let me know. No hard feelings if you want your name removed! Even if you’re just learning about the book club now, you’re welcome to join!
Um, yeah. I think that’s it. Remember, this is just for fun: For discovering new books and committing to reading at least one new book per month. Participate however you feel comfortable.
You busted out a fic that long in like no time at all, good job! (I am jealous too, though) 😂
thanks! though, to be perfectly honest, i definitely feel like i have to write as much as possible right now since in a few months my free time will be nonexistent, again. like, right now i work a 9-5 job five days a week, plus an hour commute each way, and yet i am freer now that i will be until the end of the calendar year. so i have to make every moment count, if i want to get any substantial writing done!
but the other thing is that i have a pretty efficient system for writing. i talk about it a lot on my twitter, but basically all my writing i do in 45-minute sprints. i can write about 1500 words during that time, and if i do one sprint a day i consider myself in good shape. on saturdays, my only free day generally, i sprint in between doing all my other chores and errands, as many times as i can. so even if i slack off some days and take time off, i basically maintain a 1500 words/day average. i’m trying to lock in that habit so that i don’t lose the routine of writing, which has happened to me for months or years at a time, before.
in any case, i’ve been particularly inspired lately, so it’s been easier to write in large volume. i’m excited about that, and i want to wring this inspiration for all it’s worth before i stall out again!
but yeah building up stamina wrt writing is a difficult task, and i’m happy to give more advice on how i got to the this point and what i’m doing to improve now if you ever want to hear it.
great, so basically... you're telling me I'm going to be broke by the end of this year 😂 but it'll be worth it if Sunblind is any indication for your other projects 💞💞eager and excited but also rip me buying any other books in future :') much love and appreciation for your work
I had actual tears in my eyes reading this, thank you so so much💞💞 all the hearts and hugs to you. Heartquakes and Fragments will be free though, so two months you get my books for free, yay!! 😂
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some of the things i've been told since coming out as asexual in 2015
-“you’re too pretty to be asexual”
-“you just haven’t met the right guy yet”
-“you’ll change your mind once you’re in a relationship”
-“if you ever get in a ‘relationship’ your partner will just cheat on you so he can have sex”
-“is there something wrong with you?”
-“it’s just a hormonal thing. doctors can help you fix that”
-“so… you’re gay?”
-“here’s the name of my doctor you should see him about your homone levels”
-“that’s not a real thing”
-“there must be something wrong with you”
-“you’re probably gay but too scared to tell anyone”
-“i can fix that ;)”
-“i called my pastor and he said he’s going to put you on the prayer chain”
-“the bible doesn’t necessarily say that asexuality is wrong, but it’s wrong because it’s an identity thing. you should just identify as a child of God, regardless of whether or not you actually get these feelings”
-“you’re basically just straight”
-“so you’re just gonna be alone forever?”
-“so you’ve never loved anyone?”
-“ohmygosh is this because of your past trauma?!”
-“i’m so sorry, this must be because of all you’ve been through”
-“you don’t look asexual”
-“so you probably masturbate a lot then…”
-“asexuals aren’t part of the lgbtqia community… the A stands for 'ally’. stop pretending like asexuals are descriminated against”
-“isn’t that a plant thing?”
When Grantaire asks Enjolras out, he almost says no.
He doesn’t want to date Grantaire. Grantaire is antagonistic, apathetic, annoying, infuriatingly intelligent and nothing that Enjolras is romantically attracted to.
But Grantaire looked up at him with nervous eyes and Enjolras had wanted to go to that exhibit, and Courfeyrac had said he should try to fight with Grantaire less and it’s only one date, what’s the worst that could happen? It will be awkward then they’ll both forget about it.
Then the date is wonderful. Awkward at first, but they begin to talk about art programs in underfunded schools and they talk and talk and end up at a cafe, eyes wide and bright, listening to each other, trying to understand that other not just dismiss what the other says out of habit. They don’t fight, and when Grantaire quietly asks for a second date at the end of the night Enjolras doesn’t even think about finding a reason to say no.
So it goes week after week, date after date, and at some point they end up holding hands every time they are together, lips pressed to cheeks in greeting and goodbye.
It’s not something Enjolras particularly wants or needs but it is nice, he doesn’t mind. When Grantaire calls him his boyfriend, Enjolras likes the title, even if he doesn’t feel like Grantaire’s boyfriend. Grantaire is still antagonistic, apathetic, annoying, infuriatingly intelligent and nothing that Enjolras is attracted to. He doesn’t want to write sonnets about Grantaire eyes, or that curl right behind his ear, or buy Grantaire flowers.
But Enjolras still wants to go places with Grantaire, and hold his hand, and hear what he has to say about the world. And that’s enough.
And then Grantaire has a dance recital– he comes to ABC meetings right after rehearsal, still in leggings and a loose shirt, smelling like stale sweat, a smile on his face; “today we finally perfected that last pass, it should be ready for Friday, I hope you all can come–”
Enjolras goes home avoiding Combeferre, Jehan, Joly eyes filled with concern, “no I’m fine just a little tired.” Avoids Grantaire, “yes, of course, I’ll be there on Friday, I just need to go home right now.”
And then he’s alone at home and he thinks about the smile Grantaire had, the way the skin around his eyes crinkled, the way he almost hit Bosset showing how he lifts his partner and how his shirt rode up and
His first reaction is to call Combeferre, call Courfeyrac, but this is something that they can’t help with. This is him and Grantaire. He needs figure this out by himself.
Enjolras sits and he writes. He writes down every single thing about Grantaire, pinning him to paper, no detail left unnoticed, no virtue or vice dismissed. He sits and he writes for hours, turning over the man who had crept into his life without notice.
Finally, at two in the morning, he puts his pen down, leans back and thinks aloud ‘I have a crush on Grantaire’
and chaste, firm, upright, hard, candid, terrible Enjolras, blushes and—
‘I have a crush on Grantaire,’
He picks up the phone and calls him because Enjolras doesn’t waste time or emotion and—
—and Grantaire had, at some point, without him noticing, become the most contacted, most thought about, most important person in his life.
and Grantaire sounds so concerned fuck, Enjolras still hasn’t explained why he left the meeting like that, why he was acting so oddly and it can wait because right now the most important thing is
“Grantaire I have a crush on you”
“Enjolras our year anniversary is coming up in 2 weeks what do you mean you have a crush on me?”
MERCURY. Don’t worry if it feels like you
could go up in flames. To move inches
from the light is always a risk, but look
at that star, burning gold, reaching out
through chaos and silence to touch you.
VENUS. You don’t have to sing along with
everyone else’s orbital path. You are a
guiding glow in the dawn. Dance with
brightness and love will come running,
swifter than tides to shore and twice
as full, a thousand times more tender.
EARTH. Yes, love lives here. Say it again.
Love, the blackbird with a beak full of honeycomb. Love, the painting of a moon-
lit cathedral. Love, how his words paint
such a sweetness in you that you soar.
All of this, here, alive and sun-kissed.
MARS. It’s okay to blush bright red. You’ve
seen his shadows and he’s seen your dust
storms. Laugh with him, not like the battle
was victorious but like there was never any
battle in the first place. Speak unarmored.
JUPITER. What’s love if not unmistakable,
so large only a sky could contain it. He
takes your hands in his and the gravity of it
makes every moon ache with want.
SATURN. Hold him close, closer than soil
holds wheat, closer than wedding bands
hold shine, closer than clouds hold clouds.
URANUS. When you lie on your side next
to him at night, does the frost just outside
your windows feel far away? Does night
glisten with how perfectly slow it moves?
Is his smile its own small heaven?
NEPTUNE. Love has been here since the
beginning, even when no one else saw it.
And love will be here with its swirling blue
mouth long after we ourselves become
unseen. What you make with each other
is a freshwater spring blooming in a forest,
crisp and glittering in the light. Go on. Drink.