Elizabeth Bowen, The Last September

Charn was SO excited about that wound dressing moment. He was basically vibrating in his seat. And when Tinn suggested they should go to the hospital he looks almost offended.

He's seriously there like, "Excuse you, who do you think you are to take away my hurt/comfort scene???"

And then bitches the whole way through it 😂😂😂

Your honour, I love him

Hey guys! I’m looking for more video game content to follow for this side blog. I realized I’m getting most of my stuff from my “For You” page. Please give this a like/reblog if you post mainly about:

Assassin’s Creed

Baldur’s Gate 3 (edit: damn y’all found me fast)

Dating sims, in general

Dragon Age

Hades

Fire Emblem

Mass Effect

Sims 3/4

Skyrim

Stardew Valley

(Main blog is firenzeflorencewelch btw, just in case you see me follow you)

In your opinion is there still space for new authors (that don’t write YA) in the publishing industry?

I'm guessing you mean the traditional publishing industry. I’d be a hypocrite if I told you to burn down the Big Five publishing houses that take up space in your head, but you gotta understand that in addition to the shit that’s always been wrong, there’s a now a huge labor issue on account of the buyouts and layoffs last year, not to mention that the recent layoffs in the journalism industry = less book coverage = less publicity = fewer sales = more layoffs of editorial staff.  The chances of you getting a fair shake with that crowd any time soon are not great. Mind you, this is provided you’ve already locked down a literary agent who either likes your shit or thinks it will sell (birth of first child<the purple 😎 on QueryTracker when you get Offered Representation).  In any case, if you’re pitching literary fiction, get acquainted with reputable small presses, micro-presses, and indie publishers—some take unsolicited manuscripts if you aren't repped.

finally finished orv after two years . . . what do i do with my life now

So, hey. How did you and your family celebrate Passover when you were a kid? How about now?

My Rhode Island aunt and uncle almost always hosted a big family Seder, and it was the absolute best. A good Seder is educational, food-filled, and legit fun—it's a ritual meal that includes storytelling, singing, prayers, and a general focus on including and teaching everyone involved, regardless of age or even whether attendees are Jewish. (If ever you're invited to a friend's Seder, go! Do not bring a challah, which my actually-bar-mitzvahed brother-in-law did once as an attempt at a thoughtful host gift. We still make fun of him.)

And my uncle (the same one who officiated at my wedding, and the wedding of my other sister) may well be the greatest host/leader there is; over the years he compiled from a medley of sources what added up to his own Haggadah (basically the guidebook to the Seder—there are a million published and informal versions working off the same template, with readings and activities and interpretations that can go kid-centric or feminist or traditional or whatever). It was always just insanely fun, and warm, and joyous, with incredible food and an increasing array of baked-in, just-us traditions.

Since I went to college basically down the street from their house, and then lived just an hour away in Boston for so long, that was pretty much the heart of my and my family's celebration most years—right up until Passover 2020, at which point the pandemic negated what had been plans to travel from our new home in Illinois for it, and they also downsized and had their own kids scatter geographically and gain very little ones, so that particular tradition is at best on hiatus now.

But there are fun Seders everywhere—well, the Zoom ones of the pandemic years were a mixed bag, but we've found friends who've make a good go of it, over the years, too, if not quite as an elaborately planned out hourslong celebration as my uncle would do. When I studied abroad in Denmark, Boyfriend and I went to an Orthodox Seder that was in a mix of Danish and Hebrew, for instance—that was novel, and so much of the procedure and the Hebrew was familiar enough to follow along.

Still working on exactly where we'll be for those two nights this year (we haven't really met any Jewish families in Pittsburgh yet to garner an invite, and none of the Reform or Conservative synagogues seem to have community events, which is surprising? And I don't really want to go to Chabad?) but we'll figure something out.

That said, as fun as the Seders can and should be, the rest of Passover is a slog of not eating bread or adjacent products, and experiencing whatever it is matzah does to one's digestive system over the course of a week. It's a meaningful observance, and the fact that the relevant rabbinical boards have stopped including rice and legumes in the "no" column in recent years has been great, but...it's ultimately a holiday recalling the story of the Exodus, and how we were slaves once, so, like, there are some less-fun elements. But the freedom celebration parts usually outweigh that!

Might fuck around and have a mental breakdown today

fun fact: when Lucy Dacus said not everyone gets the chance to live a life that isn’t dangerous she was actually possessed by the spirit of Susan Huntington Dickinson.

What is a BIG BAD but the guy at the end who everyone realizes was actually responsible for everyone being in danger in a huge reveal and gets threatened by the main character to not take it any further? You know, the guy who pushes the suicidal kid into sacrificing his body to a person who they then manipulate into fulfilling their deeds. The one who plays puppetmaster to the main character. The one who buries the hero's nephew in a corpse castle and maybe hopes, maybe doesn't, that the kid doesn't make it out of there, because when the kid does survive, he then uses a trail of dead cats to lure the children to a dead village wherein an unstable demonic cultivator guards the tomb of the guy he accidentally pushed to devastation.

I love a haunted house story where the people absolutely refuse to acknowledge the signs that their house is haunted.

Red flag after red flag of things going missing and showing up in different rooms, small town residents clamming up when you tell them what house you moved into, an unmarked GRAVE in the backyard? Noises and unexplained bruises and secret rooms and yes they are before you ask

A TV panel installed above the bar was broadcasting scenes from a live concert. A pretty popular idol group was currently performing there. One of them was a monkey, the other was a dragon, and the last one was an Archangel. The Great Sage wielding the mic delivered an impassioned vibrato-filled roar, which was promptly followed up by the shower of colourful spotlights focusing on the rear of the stage as Uriel made her entrance. Yoo Sangah elegantly chewing on the intestines muttered out. "They are really popular these days." "I joined their fan club yesterday. The Uriel Force is seriously…!" When Lee Jihye piped up, Lee Gilyoung sent in a quick tackle. "I can't bear to look at their performance anymore after seeing the one Dionysus has put on, you know? Especially the dude over there…"

I'm gonna be so lost once I start reading fanfic for this novel. I'm never going to be able to tell what actually happened in canon or what was just fic because the canon is like this.

THEY WENT AND MADE A BAND AFTER THE SCENARIOS WERE OVER!?

And Dionysus too, though honestly he's a bit more believable than these guys.

Oh man, the affect Kim Dokja has had on this worldline. Especially when you compare them to the three that we just saw a few chapters back in the 0th turn.

i think that everyone currently going through aemond targaryen withdrawal should go read the wolf and the woodsman by ava reid because the love interest is a one-eyed religious second son prince with daddy issues AND it’s just an overall amazing fantasy novel inspired by jewish and hungarian history with a fantastic exploration of nationalism, nation-building, religion, and jewish identity and culture.

what is it about robert sean leonard that makes people want to cast him as a very sad guy with a great personality whose tragic fate serves as a catalyst for his closest frient to undergo some kind of intense and needed personal change like what is in the water . granted ive only really seen him in two things but they're his two most known things and this shit keeps happening to him

favorite part of work today was when i told the kids to get into two lines, n this one guy was like "i don't want to" n then started talking to his buddy in mandarin, n so then in chinese i was like, "hey, come here."

n he n his buddy looked at each other n then looked at me with like that faintly displeased expression that means they've realized they can't get away with not being that good at english (or feel terribly isolated from n indifferent to the adults bc they don't speak their language) anymore

and then when i told them to line up in mandarin they groaned abt it for sure but they did drag themselves into a line

problematic adhd representation i claim anyways because there's simply no denying the truth:

1.) joseph joestar

2.) gregory house

when my hands were new

every dream was of melting and changing

I was made misshapen when the waves

kneaded me breathless against

the dark

now the sea is still and wet

I sleep but the doors to dream are

locked.