my god this book

anonymous asked:

I have my very first day of college on Monday and I'm terrified and don't really have any idea what to expect, any tips or things you wish you knew when you started college? Thank you ^^ (although my English packet says we'll be reading excerpts from "Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance" so that's cool lololol)

ah, I got you, love!! ^^ Good luck and have fun!!~ (also it’s that book oh my god I would honestly start crying with laughter if I saw that, nevertheless had to read it lmao)

but anyways, tips! or things I wish I knew? oooh~

  • Set up reminders - whether it’s a calendar, planner, putting it on your phone or it’s a bunch of sticky notes, it’s important to keep track of things! Your classes, your homework, big projects, etc. I like using planners, but that’s a personal thing. There are even some really cool printables on here that are cute and free!
  • Keep the syllabus - some classes don’t remind you about homework or projects. They might tell you on the first day and that’s it. Everything should be on there! Unless something changes, those are the due dates. And test dates! Don’t lose it! 
  • Bring a water bottle and maybe some candy - Keeping hydrated is important~ and no one minds that you have water. Candy especially in the afternoon when you start getting sleepy. Pop some in your mouth and keep going. If it’s still a ‘no food’ class, mints are handy too~
  • Make friends! - ok having friends, or even just acquaintances, in each of your classes will help A Ton. Not sure about homework? Ask a friend. Did we go over that in class? Ask that friend. Didn’t get all of the notes? Someone did. A good example is my college algebra class - we all got together and made flashcards, helped with homework, and even set up a study session before the final!
  • Don’t be afraid of emailing your teachers - They will totally answer your questions~ a friend of mine always emails her professors and they always answer back! Just be polite~
  • Be Yourself! - no one cares if you show up in your sweatpants that day or you’re dressed in Dressy clothes, whatever makes you comfortable!! Decorate your laptop and notebooks with stickers, wear mismatched socks, band t shirts, get one of those anime backpacks from hot topic, someone’s bound to say it’s cool. Join a club, blast your headphones on the walk to class, wear heels or bunny slippers, have fun. 

And the most important tip I can give you is: don’t overwork yourself. Things will get stressful. You might have to miss a homework assignment or two(I mean unless you’re like me and you Enjoy Suffering), but that’s okay. Drop that class if you feel like it’s Too Much(I’m pretty sure you get like 5 freebies to drop classes, but that could Depend on where you live and such). It’s fine. Get some sleep ^^ Don’t be firmly set in your major, it might change and that is A-Ok! Who cares if it’ll take a little longer? Go at your pace. and have fun with it!! Good luck~ 

wobblytime  asked:

oh my god I'm not Anon but which chrestomanchi book was the one where it's the backstory of Chrestomanchi and he travels between all these different worlds and meets his future wife? I LOVED that one!

that’s The Lives of Christopher Chant! it’s so good and Millie is great, although now i’m older i realise it was a bit weird how she was white based on how her culture is written lol

That feeling when you’re reading a book and maybe it’s a love scene, or maybe it’s a character learning something about him or herself, or maybe it’s something that you’ve always thought but never knew anyone else thought or felt that way too, and your whole body grows warm and tingly and there are tears in your eyes… that. That’s why I read. To feel. To connect. To understand. To have my whole body warmed while I forget to breathe.

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matching simon and baz transparent circle thingies because i just finished carry on for the third time and i’m having a lot of feelings

feel free to use them as icons or whatever as long as you credit!

Shadow, drawn in PS.

[Caption: A realistic digital painting of Shadow Moon from American Gods. Portrait is from the waist up. Shadow is wearing a dark, distressed leather jacket that matches his dark skin. His head is bald, highlighted by dramatic light from above, the rest of him cast in shadow with a faint blue light from the left. The background is a fiery gradient from dark red to bright yellow with a spiral of orange.]

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You ever raise worms by putting an electric current to the earth? That’s what this is like.

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I remember. You do. For that, I bring you to the scales. Come. ||  In life you believed in nothing, you will go to nothing. You will be done, there will be darkness. And peace? There will be darkness.

American Gods

“Not only are there no happy endings…There aren’t even any endings.”

Every time I read American Gods by Neil Gaiman, I find more things to adore about this novel. I read it this time while traveling across the United States, and I have to say, something about reading this book in transit just makes sense. It makes even more sense reading it while soaring over America itself, gazing down on fields and hills, a New Jersey import who lives in Chicago, went to LA a week or so ago, and just left Florida. There is something so intensely American about this novel, and it wows me every time. From the smaller mythic chapters telling folk tales and stories of the people who brought their gods to America, to the gods themselves and their characters, this novel always gets me. This was my third time reading this novel, and I’m going to dig deep to highlight new things that I had forgotten, so solid warning: Spoilers ahead.

I will never get over the way that Neil Gaiman melds together the idea of the gods and the land, and gives them both their own power and will. Something that wows me that I often forget about the standalone is now astoundingly diverse it is without being appropriative, and how Gaiman incorporates so many cultures, a diverse range of characters, as well as a huge amount of humor without it becoming problematic. I think this novel could be a guidebook for authors who want to know how to write diverse stories and mythos respectfully. I forgot about so many fantastic characters that Gaiman pours himself into, from Samantha Black Crow to side characters that brim with energy and character themselves, like Whiskey Jack’s son or Bilquis. I also never noticed before the two mentions of Mr. Nancy’s son that point to Anansi Boys. Not to mention the wealth of research and knowledge that goes into the bottomless well of background characters and visions leading up to the battle. 

One thing I gained a new appreciation for in this novel was the character of Shadow. He is big, and not dumb, and I remembered all that, but what I forgot is how nice he is. Shadow’s such a cinnamon roll of a character, and I forget that. He stands up for a waitress and believes in the good of people. At the Lakeside library book sale, he tries to find the book that’s least likely to be purchased, so that he can help the library out by buying it. He performs coin tricks for children. He is obligated to hold Odin’s vigil, but he never questions whether he should also hold Mad Sweeney’s. As Laura speaks with the cutting, too-open words of the already-dead, Shadow still refuses to tell her about her appearance or to not hold her hand, because he doesn’t want to hurt her still. When Shadow picks up bodies with the coroners, he carries them always in his arms. 

The scene between Shadow and Odin before his death is one of my absolute favorites (other favorite scenes include Samantha Black Crow’s protest kiss, the scene in which Shadow thinks snow into being, and Shadow’s long death scene). Odin recites to Shadow what he knows—the charms, in a long list. And it ends with that long scene where Shadow wonders what would have happened if he touched Odin’s hand, and wishes he had. And Odin’s twisting grift of the fiddle is so complicated and well done that even on the third re-read, I find myself forgetting about it until the moment Odin dies, and doubting myself on it until the moment Shadow says it out loud.

@neil-gaiman’s American Gods just gets better every time I read it, and I am cautiously thrilled and excited for the show coming out later this spring. 

“It doesn’t matter that you didn’t believe in us. We believed in you.”

an incomplete list of lines in aftg that will always fuck me up

“Did you know I’ve never been skiing?”

“I told her what would happen if she raised her hand again. She had no right to look so surprised.”

“His father. Your coach.”

“Who said ‘please’ that made you hate the word so much?” “I did.” / “I was seven,” Andrew said. “I believed him.”

“If it means losing you, then no.”

“Go on, tell me again how I’m too unbalanced to understand normal brotherly affection and love. Tell me this is natural.”

“Good,” Neil said quietly. “So now you understand why Andrew killed your mother.”

“Do you honestly think that if I wanted to kill someone, whether it was myself or someone else, that I would fail so spectacularly at it so many times?”

“Neil,” Wymack said, “between you and me, I don’t think you’ve ever been fine.”

“I’m tired of being nothing.”

“Would it kill you to let something in?” “It almost did last time.”

“Neil? Are you all right?” Neil smiled. It felt like it tore his face open. “No. No, I’m not.”

“Thank you,” he finally said. He couldn’t say he meant thanks for all of it: the keys, the trust, the honesty, and the kisses. Hopefully Andrew would figure it out eventually. “You were amazing.”

“Everything I needed, you already gave me. You let me stay.”

“You are a Fox,” Andrew said, like it was that simple, and maybe it was.

“Wait, he chose Neil over you? That sounds a little serious for a fling, don’t you–” Nicky glanced at Neil’s blank face and faltered. “News to you too, huh?”

“That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t blow you.”

“I won’t be like them. I won’t let you let me be.”

“Stay,” Andrew said, and leaned down to kiss him.

This was everything he wanted, everything he needed, and Neil was never letting go.