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.
why everyone should read 'rivers of london'/'the peter grant series' by ben aaronovitch
• it has been described as “harry potter for adults” but only if harry potter had actual, decent diversity
• if you like the works of terry pratchett or neil gaiman, you’ll love it
• the main character is peter grant, a biracial london police officer who one day accidentally interrogates a ghost and things just kinda go a bit wild from here
• the goddesses of the rivers of london are p much all badass black women (these characters also inspired one of my favourite songs)
• sahra “muslim ninja” guleed, the woman who joined the police on a dare, is the best thing to ever happen to me
• lgbtq+ characters are never used for shock value or tokenised and are treated the same as the cis, straight characters
• there’s a muslim trans woman of colour who can fly!!!
• it’s told from peter’s pov and he constantly calls white people out on their shit i love him
• deals with themes of ethics and immortality
• it’s genuinely entertaining and the suspense is great and i love it
• harry potter would have been much better if, on his first day at hogwarts, harry said “fuck me, i can do magic”
Aries: late night cruises, loud music in the car. forgetting to do something till the last minute. dirty sneakers, winged liner, black ripped jeans. the colour red. sloppy first kiss, pastel bedrooms, messy sheets.
Taurus: flirty conversations, sexual jokes. the smell of coffee in the morning, falling in love for the first time. making cookies late at night, coconut water. leather jackets, comic books. pugs, bad driving.
Gemini: late night conversations, random phone calls. swimming pools, the colour purple, long lashes. sweatshirts, new clothes, reading books, watching Netflix, random movie marathons, popcorn.
Cancer: warm hugs, watching your favourite childhood cartoons. oversized shirts, crying alone in the bathroom. rain on windows, the light in someones eyes. vanilla scented candles. video games.
Leo: dark red lipstick, nice clothes, long hair. gold glitter, getting over your first heartbreak. neon signs, falling in love, music festivals, laughing. looking in the mirror. expensive things. red roses, partying with friends.
Virgo: helping someone in need, floral anything, cats, clean carpets. writing in journals, stacks of books. tarot cards, sun kissed skin, blonde hair, the feeling of not wearing makeup and feeling confident, ocean breeze. late night adventures.
Libra: fresh face, pale skin, soft voices. baking in the
middle of the night. exotic eyes. strawberry ice cream. Star Wars, the feeling of being loved by others. puppies, summer weather. long hugs, heart warming smiles.
Scorpio: cancelled plans, uncomfortable silence, movie theatres, the feeling of regret. bad baking, unfinished conversations, cold showers. horror movies. really mean “jokes”. cuddling with cats
Sagittarius: day dreaming, really bad memes. bonfires, hoodies. not listening to people, smoking with friends. smoothies, birthday parties, crowded places, thin hair, bad clothes
Capricorn: veiny eyelids, pale skin, pouty lips, listening to music while doing schoolwork. opens up about themselves at like 3 am in the morning. love story telling, the feeling of staring at someone you love from across the room. spa day, beach holidays.
Aquarius: late night drives, stays up all night playing video games, the feeling of breaking someones heart, emotionless, concert lights, intellectual conversations, trusting someone with your secret, illegal drugs, band t-shirts.
Pisces: coffee dates, brunch with friends, long car rides, loud music. the feeling of being unwanted by everyone, cute noses, pastel colours, pink lipgloss, “are you awake” texts at 3 am. big cities, brown eyes
Have you ever just had a day where you feel like anything anyone might say or ask will upset you? Have you ever had a day where you feel like crying your eyes out but you don’t know why? Have you ever had a day where you just want to shout out that I was once solid and you broke me and now I am stuck by tape and you’re gone? Have you ever had a day where you just want to travel time and wish you never met him in the first place? Have you ever had a day where you wish you’d chosen to leave him? Have you ever had a day where you’re pretending to be happy? Have you had a day where its sunny outside but you’re facing a storm inside? Have you ever had a day where you’re tired and exhausted and just don’t want to think anymore?
1. Go out to a public, but not overly crowded place and take a notebook with you. Remain there for 10 minutes writing down random overheard snippets of conversation. Afterwards, choose an interesting piece of dialogue and use it as your first line/stanza.
2. Visit a thrift store or market and find 5 items that interest you. For each item imagine the kind of person that would own it and create a character based on it. Write about that character.
3. Take a bunch of small pieces of paper, and on each one write a word that you like. Then, draw 3 words at random and try to incorporate them into a short piece. This can be anything as long as all 3 words are included. You could also try using a random word generator.
4. Visit a library, and pick out 5 book titles that interest you. These can be fiction, non-fiction or both. Write a scene inspired by one of these titles.
5. Pick up a book you haven't read. Look at the title and front cover. Write the story based on these alone. (Literally reading a book by it's cover)
6. Pick out a random book from your personal book shelf. Open it onto a random page and pick out a sentence from this page. This is your opening line / stanza.
7. Find a random page in any book, or any piece of paper with writing on it. Highlight every single noun on the page. Pick out a few of these nouns. Write 3 sentences personifying each noun. The first sentence should start with "I am the _____ ...."
8. On a bus or in the back seat of a car, look out of the window at road signs. Write down words or entire phrases from road signs, and use one of them as the title for a short piece.
9. Go to a clothing store and pick out a t-shirt. If the t-shirt has a slogan on it, use it as your first line/stanza. If the t-shirt has images on it then base your piece on the image.
10. Turn on the television or watch a long YouTube video. Write down pieces of dialogue that are memorable to you. Choose one and write a scene around it.
I love used books. One of my favorite things about them is when the previous owner left something behind between the pages. In the past I’ve found dried four leaf clovers, phone numbers, notes, underlined quotes, and even a ticket to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. I can’t help but feel that those items create a tiny connection to the stranger that left them there. It’s also a bit of surprise when you go to read the next page and BAM there’s some random object.
Plus, used books are just cheaper. :)
i want to live in a small flat decorated all over with plants and post-impressionist paintings, with big windows that let lots of light in, i want the furniture to be thrifted and mismatched, i want the place to smell like flowers or an apple pie in the oven and i want soft baroque music to be playing in the mornings while it rains outside and i drink coffee and my girlfriend reads out random poems she likes from a poetry book i got her for her birthday and i want it to feel like home
theres something about a pile of books. the way they can be simultaneously tidy and untidy, the way they smell of my mood somehow, the way they hold stories but within those stories are a million others through the characters are a million different possibilities. you cant judge a pile of books and a pile of books can’t judge you.