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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 7 months

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Wait, now I'm curious about Elizabeth and Hermione. How are they different people?

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The short answer, read the book.

The slightly longer but still short answer in ways that I as the nitpicky author say "it's totally significant". (A note, also, this is Hermione of the fic versus Hermione of canon who is herself a different beast).

Elizabeth's much more competitive than Hermione of the fic. Hermione of the fic is competitive, she wants to be the best, but she doesn't have the same unholy drive that Elizabeth has where she will crush all opponents in her path. Lily seems to be better than her? ALL COMPETITION MUST DIE! Where Hermione, somewhat, relents on bothering to ask Lily how she does what she does beyond nit picky "you're doing it wrong" lectures, Elizabeth never lets go and it's less of a "you're doing it wrong" and more resentment that Lily doesn't play by the rules Elizabeth knows so well and is amazing at.

We also see this come into play briefly at the party. Elizabeth immediately goes to greet Lily and then beelines off to remind people who hate her that she's here and is better than them in every possible way. She's extremely assertive in a way that Hermione of the fic just isn't quite (Hermione of the fic appreciated being appreciated, and being the smartest, but even she isn't rubbing her essays in Draco's face saying, "Look what grade I got. Look, Draco, look at my deeeeeeeeliiiiiiicioooooooous perfect score. Look at it, yes, cry, Draco, cry".

It's also there in the relationship to Theyn as well as Lily in regards to Theyn. Elizabeth makes it very clear that Lily's second fiddle to Elizabeth when it comes to Theyn. Lily's... neat and all (but mostly an idiot in Elizabeth's eyes) but Elizabeth's the one who has been friends with Theyn longer, is a real mage, and was invited on this quest thing. Elizabeth's also very possessive in general of her friendship with Theyn as well as her firm position as being more talented than him (though she's respectful of him being royalty). Lily, on the other hand, due to being more talented/a threat is um not "Your Highness". Hermione of the fic, while she doesn't get Lily and she's frustrated by her, doesn't do this same power move with her other acquaintances.

Elizabeth's also... I don't know if more stubborn but more something. She genuinely would have read those tomes down there in the pit until she died had Lily not insisted, multiple times, that they can get out. (And even then Lily kind of had to just do it because Elizabeth wasn't buying it). Hermione of the fic is stubborn but a little less strong-willed/not that ridiculous in "death or surrender? I CHOOSE DEATH!"

She's also very concerned about image, which is part of the competitiveness. Elizabeth goes out of her way to look perfect, be perfect, and make sure that everyone knows it. There's not a hair out of place, her clothes are pressed, and she is every student body president who has ever lived on steroids who is also Valedictorian. Hermione, while she prided herself on being the smartest, prided herself on not being the most put together/well made-up girl and hyper focused on being an intellectual. Elizabeth is the intellectual and everything else too, she wins at everything, you worm.

There's also things about Elizabeth's background that are very different from Hermione's that informed some of the above differences. Elizabeth, for various reasons, doesn't have a home to go back to and did not have a good home life when she was on Earth. She also doesn't see the academy as the end all be all but her path to the top of the military/society, where Hermione had no real goals beyond going to Hogwarts at a young age and doing well in her classes.

She's also not quite as authority respecting as Hermione. She has a great appreciation for them/listens to them but it's not quite Hermione's need to please teachers as it is the need to be proven right in every moment of every day.

She plays a similar role to Hermione of the original fic but there were a number of things about her that changed in the transition both to suit the story better and make her her own character.

#the heart of the world #sisyphus book series #the heart of the world meta #elizabeth sisyphus #meta #luxaii

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janedoewrites · 7 months

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love the book so far !!! during the scene where elizabeth and annde are just repeating each other, are you parodying that one naruto scene?

Thank you!

Considering I haven't seen that one Naruto scene, no, but I'll take the compliment. I was deeply, deeply, proud of that scene and found it very funny.

#the heart of the world fan art #sisyphus book series #praise #elizabeth sisyphus #annde sisyphus

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solipseismic · 5 months

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2023 poetry rec list

technically a day late but who cares! i don't. it's gonna be a long one this year too despite not having read or written as much poetry as of late; i'm putting my overall fifteen favorite + poetry book recs up here and the rest below a cut to spare your dashboards :)

2022

2021

books:

calling a wolf a wolf (kaveh akbar)

cinema of the present (lisa robertson)

dictee (theresa hak kyung cha)

pilgrim bell (kaveh akbar)

prelude to bruise (saeed jones)

the crown ain't worth much (hanif abdurraqib)

top 15:

abecedarian requiring further examination of anglikan seraphym subjugation of a wild indian reservation (natalie diaz)

about eight minutes of light (robert king)

at luca signorelli's resurrection of the body (jorie graham)

ginen the micronesian kingfisher [i sihek] (craig santos perez)

gods, gods, powers, lord, universe-- (chen chen)

kupu rere kē (alice te punga somerville)

look (solmaz sharif)

ode to the 9,000 year old woman (@/goodbyevitamin)

one art (elizabeth bishop)

petitioning the patron saint of childbirth (danielle boodoo-fortuné)

so mexicans are taking jobs from americans (jimmy santiago baca)

the death loop (jon lovett)

the difficult miracle of black poetry in america: something like a sonnet for phillis wheatley (june jordan)

the madwoman as rasta medusa (shara mccallum)

vocabulary (safia elhillo)

& the gun echoed for centuries; interlude with drug of course; & the light devours us all (yasmin belkhyr)

a brother named gethsemane (natalie diaz)

a map to the next world (joy harjo)

between autumn equinox and winter solstice, today (emily jungmin yoon)

cherish this ecstasy (david james duncan)

coffins (derick thomson)

conflict resolution for holy beings (joy harjo)

failing and flying (jack gilbert)

ginen tidelands [latte stone park] [hagåtña, guåhan] (craig santos perez)

how to be a dog (andrew kane)

i love you to the moon & (chen chen)

i'm sorry birds (@/quezify)

insomnia and the seven steps to grace (joy harjo)

i was sleeping where the black oaks move (louise erdrich)

i watch her eat the apple (natalie diaz)

moth wings and other things (@/grendel-menz)

my father (ollie schminkey)

my soldier, my stranger (scherezade siobhan)

new year's day (joan tierney)

october (louise glück)

praise song for oceania (craig santos perez)

praise the rain (joy harjo)

real estate (richard siken)

sharing a cigarette with joan of arc (dante emile)

song of the anti-sisyphus (chen chen)

table (edip cansever, transl. richard tillinghast)

tear it down (jack gilbert)

temporary job (minnie bruce pratt)

the blue dress (saeed jones)

the lesson of the moth (don marquis)

the universe, as in one last song for the lonely hearts (michelle hulan)

throwing children (ross gay)

untitled (joan tierney)

voices (naomi shihab nye)

when i die i want your hands on my eyes (pablo neruda)

why i am not coming in to work today (jess zimmerman)

wolf moon (nina maclaughlin)

yes, it was the mountain echo (william wordsworth)

#2023 #last post of the 2023 tag :)#here's to another year of gay poetry #to be is to be backlit #poems #poetry #croidhe #poetry recs #poetry rec list #writing

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frankensteincest · 3 months

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ik ur a lit student so u probably get asked this all the time but. what r ur favourite books of all time. or like a good book that u read recently. need stuff to add to my ever expanding tbr (<- lying to u voice)

hm don’t think I’ve actually talked about my favourite books on here. The Myth of Sisyphus is probably my favourite book; The Brothers Karamazov is the best book I’ve ever read.

all my recent reads have been dissertation material, ranging from ‘that was a book’ to ‘that was fun but could’ve been better/more neurotic about its themes’. Camus’ Caligula is my favourite read of the year so far. if you’re interested in contemporary literary criticism, I recommend Apocalyptic Transformation by Elizabeth K. Rosen; I only knew one author she discusses, but she’s very comprehensive, so you can follow her arguments and enjoy the work even if you don’t have the full context.

#asks.#sorry anon I’ve been having a barren wasteland of a reading year so far

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miasbookclub · 6 months

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TBR 2024

Burnings - Ocean Vuong

The Fall of the House of Usher - Edgar Allan Poe

White Nights - Fyodor Dostoevsky

Ariel - Sylvia Plath

Notes From Underground - Fyodor Dostoevsky

Diary of an Oxygen Thief - Anonymous

Barracoon - Zora Neale Hurston

Coraline - Neil Gailman

The Myth of Sisyphus - Albert Camus

Flux - Orion Carloto

The Metamorphosis - Frank Kafka

Ego Is the Enemy - Ryan Holiday

To Die for the People - Huey P Newton

The Catcher in the Rye - J.D Salinger

On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous - Ocean Vuong

Mediocre - Ijeoma Oluo

The New Age of Empire - Kehinde Andrews

The Color Purple - Alice Walker

The Sixth Extinction - Elizabeth Kolbert

Hyperspace - Michio Kaku

The Selfish Gene - Richard Dawkins

Men Who Hate Women - Laura Bates

Hidden Valley Road - Robert Kilmer

Black AF History - Michael Harriot

Homo Deus - Yuval Noah Harare

Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir

The Secret History - Donna Tartt

The Golden Notebook - Doris Lessing

Half Blood Prince - J.K Rowling

A Little Life - Hanya Yanagihara

Goblet of Fire - J.K Rowling

Order of the Phoenix - J.K Rowling

Infinite Jest - David Foster Wallace

#bookblr

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rachelcapstone · 2 years

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Week 3: Sept. 20

This week, I went with Jack to Nick’s show titled Voluntary Attempts to Overcome Necessary Obstacles at the Elizabeth Foundation for the Arts. Here is a short description below:

https://www.projectspace-efanyc.org/voluntary-attempts-to-overcome-necessary-obstacles

While I don’t think my project will really be involved with the game design space, this was a good opportunity to get some ideas for interactivity with museum pieces, as well as how work is presented.

The wall when you first walk into the exhibit:

Sheet we were given about the exhibit:

Second packet with all of the works in the show:

Special highlights:

Let’s Play Greek Punishment, 2011

By Pippin Barr

This was a series of games about mythology. In this one about sisyphus, you click in order to push the boulder up the hill. However, you are never able to actually complete the task, so continue to click until the player gives up. It’s supposed to be an “anti-game”, where the conventional goals in most mainstream game play are taken away, and this is what you are left with.

The Soft Rumor of Spreading Weeds by Porpentine Charity

This really got me thinking about how to present objects in a gallery space. The small rounded carpet felt super intimate, and made me thing of playing games on the computer on the floor as a kid. This also made me think a little bit about my talk with Kelly McGowan last year, and how she did her capstone project about her bedroom. It gives me similar “cozy” feelings.

Folds of Separation by Studio Oleomingus

I was a big fan of the artwork for this piece, it was very intricate maze game. Not necessarily the type of gameplay that I enjoy (it was very frustrating), but I did enjoy looking at it.

The Cloister by Everest Pipkin

The artwork for this pice was stunning as well.

If I recall, this was the box that held the cards for World Ending Game by Everest Pipkin. The instructions for the game were long, and it took an hour to play it, so I felt that it was a bit of a risky move for the exhibit only because not everyone (including me), would have the time or patience to read the instructions and play the game. But I did appreciate the attention to detail (for example, as pictured here, the slot created for the cards and dice for the game in their storage box).

The Tearoom by Robert Yang

It was in a separate corner of the exhibit. You interacted with the game that was projected on a wall with a mouse that was on a pedestal in the middle of the room, giving it a super simple interface. It was a very weird game, where you played as a man in a very dingy bathroom. You were at a urinal, and were able to watch men who came in and out of the bathroom to pee, except all male genitalia was replaced with guns. Ultimately, after watching someone too many times at the urinal, the player was able to pleasure the man to completion in the gross bathroom. I was really confused after watching Jack play, but after talking to Nick about it, he explained that it was about how in videogames and on many social media platforms (although we were specifically talking about Twitch in this context) censor male genitalia, but guns are allowed. I guess it is a little weird when you think about it that objects that inflict violence are less censored than our own bodies on the internet. I will try to get the video from Jack and post it here, if Tumblr allows it

Also, in a smaller amount of creative research, I found a new material?

I went to an event for CSA (Chinese Student Association), and we made these foam clay moon cakes in celebration of mid autumn festival, using mooncake presses like the one I’ve attached here. I’ve somehow never used clay like this though, and when it dried (which it did much quicker than any clay I used growing up), it was super lightweight and more like foam clay than the hard, more pottery-like textures that other clay I used growing up. I also liked the idea of the presses. They remind me of the carving blocks we used in design I to create prints of letterforms, but they make a 3D object instead of 2D. Maybe I will explore this idea in a future experiment for my capstone, although I don’t know exactly how I am going to position this in terms of juxtaposition yet.

Overall this week, I feel like I am still working through exactly what form my project is going to take. I feel like the foam clay in an interesting medium for a future creative research or making, but not necessarily for a final medium. Same with the stamp/mold/block printing idea. They’re fun mediums that I may experiment with, but am not sold on yet for the final project. I really enjoyed going to see the exhibit that Nick curated. To be honest, my interest does not really lie in games, but I did get inspiration from seeing how works were presented in an exhibit space, and made notes on what did and what did not work, as I have elaborated above. I will definitely plan to see more exhibits in the coming weeks as well.

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finishinglinepress · 2 years

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Jacqueline Sullivan’s startling collection juxtaposes what Elizabeth Bishop called the art of losing—remnants, distances, absences, an elegy “in place of” a funeral, incomplete dates carved upon a gravestone—with the renewal offered by the natural world. “Raggedy tendrils” of yellow forsythia, “daffodils at prayer,” robins, swallows, and a “reappearing bluebird” bring comfort and a sense of connectedness. Her chapbook explores this theme with wry, understated sonnet structures, subtle rhymes, and surprising lines that take you unawares: “how before/ time passed everything was/ a beginning,” how “yesterday’s a door half-open.” Each poem is alive with freshly observed details. Sullivan tells us, indeed, that any depiction of what is lost should include something as small as “a sparrow, tiny and dark, [. . .] so even if no one is watching there will still be a witness.”

–Susan Elizabeth Sweeney, Ph.D., Distinguished Professor of Arts and Humanities, College of the Holy Cross

“before/ time passed everything was/ a beginning…” and so it is with the world of Jacqueline Sullivan’s chapbook collection The Early Days of This. These poems resonate with flowers, birds, memory, and art, all transient and necessary to the poet and her family. Evoking religious iconography, or a print of Bonnard, or the words of Pushkin, or the student poet’s translation of Virgil’s Aeneid, Sullivan holds the caught image examined from where it arrived to where it is let go. The poet pays reverent attention to what is present, a nephew mowing the lawn who “could have been micro-tiled in Rome,” or her mother’s “jet-black hair …let go as white as marble.” Tender and heartbreaking, these poems ask us to look with care because life is beautiful and all too brief.

–Carol Hobbs, author of New-found-land

Jacqueline Sullivan’s poems help us see the mystical, the magical, and the mythic in everyday events. For example, she convinces us that a neighbor struggling with the heavy root ball of a tree he’s planting is actually “Sisyphus” with his “burlap captive”. She transforms ordinary biscuits cooking on a cast iron frying pan into “ships bumping about on a black sea” turning into “color and puff, curved and amber-chested.” These poems are quiet, musical, watchful, filled with fresh air, and bound to delight.

–Grey Held, author of Two Star General

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graywyvern · 2 years

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( "checkmate" via / "freedom lies in the shadow of swords, abstract, black and white, geometric" via nightcafe )

Goodbye to Earth.

"Don't talk to me of goldenrods or the tides. Just dress for the hunt."

--Elizabeth Lyons, The Blessing of Dark Water (2017)

Tower construction in a field of flowers.

cicadas thrumming beyond the heat clouds becoming cicadas thrumming the news numbing Sisyphus complete cicadas thrumming beyond the heat

Map of Art Allita.

"I bet one could protest outside of any posh DC restaurant on any given night and there’d be two or three fuckers in there who deserve it" --@andyrichter

Paradise is under the shade of swords.

#triolets

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theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin · 3 years

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What if Indil met Elizabeth, David, and Light and Shadow?

This might just be the most "Carnivorous Muffin" sentence to have ever been uttered on the internet.

Let's just stare at it in wonder, while I wonder how many people will have no idea what those words even mean strung together.

Right, for those that are lost, relevant source material:

Lily and the Art of Being Sisyphus

October

Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun

The Wasteland

Aren't you so glad you read normal fanfics written by a normal person?

So, to catch people up to speed who have not read every single fic I've written:

The Wasteland

The Wasteland is the what if story of an eleven-year-old Lily ending up in Middle Earth (notably before the Chamber of Secrets fiasco). There she befriends the One Ring, who thanks to her realizes he's sentient and has an existential crisis. They do the fusion dance, and end up becoming a single, new, being calling himself Indil.

He's the best and worst of both the Ring and Lily.

At the end of the story Indil chooses a noble death, gives up his form, and in so doing persuades the Ring to face his own potential death as well as his maker.

It's unclear what happens after that.

I like to think the Ring prevailed and earned the body of his maker.

(In an offshoot, for unknown reasons, Indil may or may not visit Mars)

Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun

In Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun, yet another, different, Lily ends up in the "October" universe where she decides to create life on Pluto. One of the beings she creates is a priest who worships her as God, named Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun.

He basically strong arms her into being his God. Lily goes to live on Pluto.

He's never been all that keen on humanity.

Decades later, the muggle world catches up to the Alien Franchise, and the Prometheus sets off to investigate the Engineers. Unbeknowest to them, Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun has been marooned on that rock by Lily for quite some time and is essentially in timeout for trying to wipe out humanity again.

He figures out he will be unable to return home unless he plays nice with Dr. Elizabeth Shaw and her creepy android friend David. Together, the three of them set off to find the Engineers, Light and Shadow of the Distant Sun is hoping they can blow some shit up and would have driven the ship full of bioengineered weapons back to Earth if it were not so very close to home.

And that's about where we leave off.

... Why does anyone read my stories?

RIGHT, YOUR QUESTION

What if Indil met Elizabeth, David, and Light and Shadow?

So how does Indil even end up in this mess? Well, in the Mars AU, it's where rather than face his maker/death by Volcano, the Ring chose to bravely run away (as Sauron does).

This means that Indil, the merged consciousness of Lily and the One Ring, survives and they're chilling on Mars in another dimension because, well, it beats dying. And Potions Class.

And... Well, that's the most likely route for how this would happen, as Indil is pretty damn dead by the end of the Wasteland. Regardless of what happens to The Ring, it's unlikely that he and Lily would merge consciousness ever again and if they did that Indil would remain unchanged.

But we're already here, so why not. We'll say the Ring wins the battle of wills with Sauron, steals his body, and that he's then left with Mordor. Well, that's great, but he doesn't want Mordor.

Lily proposes they go back to England. They do, but Lily has a terrible time, as she usually does. Lily likely does her adventure through time, ruins her friendship with Wizard Lenin, and reaches the crossroads of "You can go to Hogwarts or... not".

Lily takes Mairon up on his offer of not going to Hogwarts and they decide to travel different dimension in space instead. Weird shit happens, life lessons are learned, and they also learn the fusion dance is alive and well and holy shit they can still turn into Indil.

Indil is very put out, here he'd geared himself up for a noble sacrifice, and now he exists again. What the hell people?

As usual, Mairon gets tempted by Lily's unbreakable will, and decides he rather likes being an immovable object and unstoppable force. Which means that Indil, once again, has a problem falling back out of existence.

Which isn't good for either Lily or Mairon's sense of self. But who needs that, amirite?

Anyways, Indil is probably floating around in a spaceship he made in his garage, trying to figure out where to go, what to do, and whether he should really split back into Lily and Mairon yet when out of nowhere he spots another ship.

This is a very strange coincidence given just how ungodly vast space is. This, in fact, is so unlikely you might as well call it a miracle or fate.

Well, Indil will never spit in the face of fate (at least, not today), so he decides to say hello.

There he's greeted by a human woman who's not doing too hot after an emergency C-section to get the xenomorph out of her womb, a very recently repaired android who knows the taste of sweet sweet freedom (and patricide), and an alien who is intrigued that another not-human has boarded the ship but upset that he now has to deal with yet another person on his time out.

Indil, in his panic, decides to pull a Sauron.

Behold, mortals, he is Annatar, sent by the Valar to teach them the smithing of the very gods. Please don't question this. (Indil realizes two seconds two late that none of these words mean anything to anyone and he might as well have said nothing at all).

Elizabeth, Light and Shadow, and David all just stare.

Elizabeth wonders how the hell she keeps running into so many aliens. Is she some sort of alien catnip that pulls these guys out of the ether? She has now met two entirely different species, that she was not looking for, in a matter of months.

Regardless, Indil decides he's coming along. A quest to find God? That's fascinating. He only hopes it doesn't end in drowning, last time Indil (via Sauron) had a run in with The Lord it involved a lot of drowning.

Indil starts smithing life jackets just in case.

And because Elizabeth is amazing, and Indil has a thing for strong, independent, women, we see the reemergence of Indil's Weird Thing With Eowyn II: Electric Boogaloo. Neither Mairon nor Lily, vaguely aware inside Indil, understand this at all.

Why does this keep happening to them?

This is bad because David is also in love with Elizabeth. Except, David is a robot who is no doubt fascinated by aliens, so I'm sure they come to some weird agreement.

Elizabeth pretends none of this is happening.

Light and Shadow thinks there's something disturbingly familiar about Indil and eventually lands on the money. Almost. He realizes that Indil is Lily in mortal disguise, he is so smart, and the rest of the time he wonders what the hell he's supposed to be learning/doing with Lily's disguised alien appearance.

Thanks to Lily's bullshit powers, Elizabeth survives the journey and does not die in transit. This means that David does not become the unstable, grieving, nutcase who decides to wipe out all sentient life. Good for you, David.

So our band of heroes arrive on this alien world and...

Well, Elizabeth is a member of the race that these people sent their finest warriors out to destroy. David is a robot, something the people they tried to genocide created. No one knows what the fuck Indil and Light and Shadow even are.

Indil, I imagine, starts talking fast and somehow ends up King of Men again. Because that's just the kind of thing that happens to him. The possibility of drowning, somehow, seems to be growing ever nearer. Indil makes more life jackets.

Elizabeth isn't pleased with this outcome at all but also has no idea in general what to do.

Things probably come to a head somehow, with sacrifices involved surely, there probably is a ridiculously powerful storm a la Covenant that lasts for months. It's raining everywhere, there's a flood. And Indil flips shit, GOD IS GOING TO MURDER US ALL FOR SATANISM! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!

Mass panic, total destruction, the entire city is wiped out without David doing anything.

Our heroes are now stranded, again, in space.

Light and Shadow has learned nothing, Indil is wearing a life vest, Elizabeth has no ship, and David just composed "Elizabeth the Symphony: Tenth Movement".

Indil works on building a new ship out of twigs and rocks. He assures them he knows what he's doing. Elizabeth's not sure she wants him going to Earth. She's not sure she wants to go to Earth.

She's also not sure, but she may now have a harem consisting of a robot, an alien, and another alien.

Ten years later, the Covenant crew shows up, and promptly die in a series of hilariously terrible accidents and their own incompetence.

Our heroes still have no functional ship.

#ask #anon #prometheus #light and shadow of the distant sun #the wasteland #lily and the art of being sisyphus #elizabeth shaw #david 8 #indil #the one ring

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ladylillianrose · 2 years

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Lenny Scenes/Appearances Seasons 1-4

Did I make a list of all the times Lenny appears? Why yes, yes I did. I included some of my favorite quotes from the moments, basically what my brain refers to the scenes as.

Season 1:

1x01

Blonde Midge sees Lenny at a strip club with Joel:

“These kids...8 and 9-year-old... were sniffing airplane glue to get high on. These kids are responsible for turning musicians on to a lot of things they never knew about, actually.”

In the back of the Police Car when Midge get’s arrested:

“Yeah, yeah. You can bitch all about it to your friend in the back seat there" “HEY! HEY! HEY!” “Hey” “Hi.”

Midge Bails Lenny Out:

"Leonard, you can either eat a guy's head, or do two weeks at the Copa, I'd say "Pass the fucking salt." It's a terrible, terrible job. It should not exist. Like cancer. And God.

1x02

Lenny comes back for cab fare:

“And next up in a night full of triumphs, uh, Honey forgot to tell the cabdriver to turn the meter off. He's up to 20 bucks and refuses to get paid in weed, so I was wondering if maybe you...”

Offers to help Midge find a lawyer:

“My advice, be your own lawyer.”

1x03

Lenny bails Midge out of Jail:

“I was working down the street, heard some cute uptown chick got arrested doing a set. I put two and two together.”

Meets up at Diner with Susie:

“I have to appear in court.” “Oh, what's more fun than that? - A late-in-life bris, that's more fun.”

Village Vanguard Jazz Club:

“Two for me.” “We're talking about getting arrested.” “Yeah.” “For jaywalking or something?” “Profanity. Indecent exposure.” (Lenny looks proud)

Midge impromptu set while high:

“Is Lenny Bruce boring at home? Like, at home is he all, "Have you seen my red socks?" And then he comes on stage and he's all, "I'm gonna put a little airplane glue on a rag and fuck, shit, cock, prick."

Post-Vanguard Jazz Club:

“Was I supposed to make a pass at you?”

1x08

Susie asks Lenny to do the Gaslight for Midge:

“Don't do it for me. Do it for Midge.” “Midge?” “Yeah. Midge.” “Oh, Midge. Well, well, well. All hail the Upper West Side.”

Lenny does the Gaslight for Midge:

“I am doing what is unheard of in this business. It's called a very nice thing.”

“So, indulge me, because I think she's going to be very big and she's a hell of a lot easier on the eyes than I am.”

Season 2:

2x01

Continuation of Gaslight:

“Will Elizabeth Taylor become Bar Mitzvah'ed? No, I promise continuity, I'll behave myself. I'll do all the lines that we rehearsed."

2x05

Midge takes Benjamin to see Lenny's show:

"Who's here?" "You're not gonna believe me, you're gonna think I've been drinking." "All right, who's here?" "Christ and Moses."

“Uh, this table is on me. Buy her a soda. And have her home by 10:00.”

Benjamin and Midge at the Diner:

“So Lenny Bruce?” “We did not.” “Had to ask.”

2x10

Talk in the bar after Midge gets pulled offstage:

“Sometimes, I think, "Is it worth it?" And, sometimes, I think, "No." I'm Sisyphus, without the fabulous hair and the loincloth, pushing that boulder up that hill over and over and over.”

“Want me to come stand outside your playdate?” “You are lovely. Yes, a little moral support never hurts.” “Okay.” “I want you to know that I am feeling...a little emasculated right now. I don't really mind it, actually. Sunday night 8-o’clock. Bring an umbrella”

Steve Allen Show:

“It's all right, Perry. She's my mother.” “You didn't leave my name. Perry's having a heart attack.”

“I finally got rid of her.” “How'd you do that?” “She left me.”

“All Alone”

Season 3:

3x01

Flowers sent to Midge (Lenny not actually in this scene):

"Dear Upper West Side, thank you for bringing your umbrella. I'm at The Den Friday and Saturday night if you feel like dropping by. If not, I'll see you next time I'm in town. Lenny.”

Abe goes to see Lenny’s set "Miss December" both get arrested:

“Listen to the man, he's wearing two sweaters.”

Gets bailed out by Abe and Rose:

“You bailed me out?” “Yes. Well, she” “I bailed you out.” “Okay. Thanks.” “I thanked him for the flowers.”

3x05

Midge at the bar:

“You know, it's weird, I never picture you living anywhere. You just exist.” “Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I do live places, and right now, it's here. I got a key, I get mail, I wear an apron.” “Must go good with that tie.” “I heard Shy was in town, so I thought I would stop by and say hello. Hello. Good-bye.”

“3:00 in the afternoon a pen, a notebook and a drink. All you need is a social disease, and you are officially a road comic.”

Picks Midge up after her set:

“I am very famous and important.” “Mr. Bruce is my mother.”

Miami After Dark:

“But actually, Brye, I'm here with someone special tonight. Someone I love dearly, almost as much as I love myself. Uh uh, sweetheart? Where are Ah, there you are.”

“Brye, I'd like you to meet my wife or possibly my sister. What are you, my wife or my sister?” “Depends on what state we're in.” “Let's go, wife. What the hell?”

Loco Amore:

“You're still staring.” “So are you.” “Come on. We're gonna dance.” “You dance?” “Well, we're certainly gonna find out.”

Lenny’s Hotel:

“I really thought if we stayed long enough, there'd be a human sacrifice.” “Oh, no, that's on Wednesdays.” “Well, we'll just have to go back.” “Anytime you like.” “I had a good time.” “That was the intent.”

“Hey. Maybe someday.Before I'm dead.” “It’s a date.”

Season 4:

4x03

Lenny shows up at the Wolford:

“You want me to go away?” “Yes.” “Because I would make you nervous.” ‘You would make me nervous. Don't smile. Bad smile.”

“No. This isn't Bellmore.” “Everything is Bellmore.” “Mrs. Maisel. Time to start the show.” “I think it's time to start the show.” “Fine. Stay. But do not sit where I can see you.” “Oh, now I'm definitely gonna sit where you can see me.” “Shit.”

Lenny and the fellas throw everything but the kitchen sink at Midge during her set.

4x05

No appearance on screen but Midge stops the cab to get him where he's passed out on the sidewalk:

“Wait. Wait, stop.” “What?” “Pullover. Shit.”

4x06

Lenny wakes up in Midge’s apartment and is a hot mess:

“Well, last night, I was driving home from the club, and I saw you passed out on the ground. I tried to ask you where you were staying, and you said, "Nice hair."” “I said, "Nice hair"?” “No, but for the sake of our friendship, let's stick with "hair."”

“Hey. Drama queen.”

“You do know you're acting like a child, right?” “Of course, I'm acting like a child. I'm a comedian.”

“We discuss debauchery and pornography. We make jokes about dictators coming over for dinner. Ten minutes on how Stalin likes his steak. We don't wear aprons and discuss potty training.”

4x07

On the Gordon Ford tv show promoting Carnegie Hall:

“So, Carnegie Hall, you nervous about filling the place?” “Not until about three seconds ago, Gordy, no.” “Yeah, but you don't have performance anxiety anymore, do you, Lenny?”

“Folks, this is Lenny Bruce. Asking you to please, please come to my show at the hall they call Carnegie. My self-esteem is at risk here. A less-than-sold-out show would shatter my fragile ego and hurt something very dear to the lawyers of America, my bank account.”

4x08

Apology at the strip club post-Midge's set:

“I am suddenly important enough for redecorating. Please be impressed.” “I am impressed.”

“So I talked you up. Told them you do swell heart attack humor.”

Police Raid/Run to the hotel:

“My shoes, my feet. It's cold.” “You'd be terrible to go on the lam with, by the way.” “Can't you carry me?” “Carry you?” “Yeah, you know, throw me over your shoulder.” “Who am I, Santa Claus? You're a young, strong woman. Here.” “What do I do with this?” “Fill me in on what's going on with Castro and the rebels. Put it on your head.” “Where are you going?” “I have to get you to shelter.” “Aren't you gonna pay for the papers?” “It's a snowstorm.” “So what?” “The man has to make a living.” “How do you know? The newsstand could be a hobby.” “If I had my purse, I'd pay.” “If I had your purse, I'd pay.” “Wh-what if there's a hell?” “Oh, I don't believe this.” “What if the rabbis are wrong and there is a hell and this is the moment our fate is decided?” “Believe me, honey, if there's a hell, I'm the headliner.”

Hotel Lobby:

“You hear that? "Mr. Bruce." You play Carnegie Hall, you get "Mr. Bruce."”

The Blue Room:

“I think there are many things about you men would find wildly attractive.”

“You are more important than God.” “You paid attention.” “To you? Always.”

“Midge?” “Yeah?” “I got to see the show corset.”

“Yep. Just like mine.”

“Nope.” “I’ll be right back.”

On the phone-“Are you kidding me? This is the textbook definition of a 'not a good time'"

“Now, get dressed. We'll go spring the riffraff, and then I'll take you for some truly terrible Chinese food, okay?”

Carnegie Hall:

“Is there anyone out there?” “I don't know, man. Go out there and look.” “No, I'm not gonna go out there and look.” “Does it matter? Will it change anything?” “It's fine. I'll just go out there and entertain whatever junkie wandered in from Times Square.” “Won't be the first time.”

“Usually, I go out with chicks that are between 30 and 40, because they're usually divorced and good and bitter, too, you know. But the hang-up is, where can you go at 7 in the morning? And every chick I know who's divorced has got a seven-year-old kid.”

Post Carnegie/Fight:

“Ah! Ha! There she is. Everyone, this is Midge Maisel. Mrs., to those in the know.”

“Okay. Let's put aside for a moment that I went to bat for you for that job. I mean, really, I turned down their price three times. "No, she can't work for that. Do you have any idea what you're getting here?" That's on me. You didn't ask me to do that, so I'm the schmuck there.”

“I'm at Carnegie Hall. I've got five minutes where maybe I can help you before I'm thrown out of the club again.”

“Jesus Christ, Midge. What a fucking pedestal you put me on. Getting arrested is not a badge of honor. Getting arrested means I can't work where I want to work. People are afraid of booking me.”

“I want people to fucking laugh. Think and laugh, sure, but laugh. I'm a comic. An entertainer. Baggy pants, banana peels. I'm not the stand-up messiah.”

“You wanted me to remember you're funny, right? That night? You didn't want me to think of you as just a girl. You wanted me to think of you as a comic. Well, don't you forget that I'm a comic, too. Don't you dare look at me as someone to be pitied or helped or fixed. I do not want or need that, especially from you.”

“If you blow this, Midge, I swear....you will break my f*cking heart.”

#the marvelous mrs maisel #lenny bruce #lenny x midge #midge x lenny #midge maisel #I can't help myself #I'm a librarian it's natural for me to make lists and organize everything!

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100 Days of Poetry: Guide

Day 1: The Woman in the Moon by Carol Ann Duffy

Day 2: The Fate of Inuipaq-like Kingfisher by Dg Nanouk Okpik

Day 3: Waterlilies by Ma Hsiang-lan (tr. Kenneth Rexroth & Ling Chung)

Day 4: Ah Vastness of Pines by Pablo Neruda (tr. W.S. Merwin)

Day 5: Lullaby: For Khudejha by Fatimah Asghar

Day 6: The Tyger by William Blake

Day 7: The Woods by Louise Erdrich

Day 8: Snail by Langston Hughes

Day 9: Love Is by Nikki Giovanni

Day 10: Deer Park by Wang Wei (tr. James J.Y. Liu)

Day 11: On Mediating, Sort Of by Mary Oliver

Day 12: Spring Poem for the Sake of Breathing, Written After a Walk to Foster Island by James Masao Mitsui

Day 13: Love Poem: Chimera by Donika Kelly

Day 14: Crows by Arthur Rimbaud

Day 15: Summer Freezes Here by Hsiung Hung (tr. Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung)

Day 16: Rain by Kazim Ali

Day 17: Chimera by Vievee Francis

Day 18: Saint Francis and the Birds by Seamus Heaney

Day 19: Different Ways to Pray by Naomi Shihab Nye

Day 20: Hearing an Oriole at the Palace by Wang Wei (tr. David Hinton)

Day 21: Don't Bother the Earth Spirit by Joy Harjo

Day 22: The Mortician in San Francisco by Randall Mann

Day 23: Gay Pride Weekend, S.F., 1992 by Brenda Shaughnessy

Day 24: Prayer/Oracion by Francisco X. Alarcón (tr. Francisco Aragón)

Day 25: Freedom by Langston Hughes

Day 26: 'Hope' is the thing with feathers by Emily Dickinson

Day 27: For Assata by Audre Lorde

Day 28: Death by Crisosto Apache

Day 29: Night Moths, Vapor by Olivia Maciel (tr. Kelly Austin)

Day 30: The Kraken by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Day 31: Living in the Summer Mountains by Yü Hsüan-chi (tr. Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung)

Day 32: If We Must Die by Claude McKay

Day 33: The Lyric in a Time of War by Eloise Klein Healy

Day 34: The Crows by Kenneth Rand

Day 35: Caged Bird by Maya Angelou

Day 36: The Flowers of Scotland by James Hogg

Day 37: One Girl by Sappho (tr. Dante Gabriel Rossetti)

Day 38: Mountain, Stone by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

Day 39: To One Coming North by Claude McKay

Day 40: The Orange by Wendy Cope

Day 41: The Northern Cold by Li Ho (tr. A.C. Graham)

Day 42: Spring Coronal by Hyejung Kook

Day 43: Haiku by Masaoka Shiki (tr. Hart Larrabee)

Day 44: August Night by Elizabeth Madox Roberts

Day 45: Moss-Gathering by Theodore Roethke

Day 46: Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe

Day 47: A Litany for Survival by Audre Lorde

Day 48: Mask of Dance by Dg Nanouk Okpik

Day 49: The Sadness of the Moon by Charles Baudelaire (tr. F.P. Sturm)

Day 50: Ode to Teachers by Pat Mora

Day 51: Hello, Baihua Mountain by Bei Dao (tr. Bonnie S. McDougall)

Day 52: Silverweed’s Poem by Richard Adams

Day 53: Jungle Kill by Cecilia Vicuña (tr. Suzanne Jill Levine)

Day 54: Childhood Among the Ferns by Thomas Hardy

Day 55: The Wolf by Imru al-Qays (tr. Kareem James Abu-Zeid)

Day 56: Sisyphus and the Ants by Jennifer S. Flescher

Day 57: Contemplations at the Virgin de la Caridad Cafeteria, Inc. by Richard Blanco

Day 58: Names by Teresa Mei Chuc

Day 59: Thanksgiving 2006 by Ocean Vuong

Day 60: Blizzard by William Carlos Williams

Day 61: Samhain by Annie Finch

#godzilla reads #100 days of poetry #guide #masterlist #100dop #poems #poetry #reading #reads #book blog #book blurb #booknerd #booklover

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I've just finished Heart of The World and it was delightful! Frank the vampire minion and that mystery of his missing boss forever going unanswered is truly a tragedy.

I've not looked at any Lily and Sisyphus stuff but gathered Ilyn originated from Snape at some point in the development process. I truly enjoyed the "They put him in charge of children!?" realisation, but what had you decide he was going to be notorious as a warlord primarily for blowing things up with fire? Ilyn's hilarious retrieval mission blowing up cars, setting a house on fire, abducting a child and then not commenting on the most convenient portal you've ever seen form works brilliantly naturally, but when did you know that was the direction you were going?

Your remarkably nuanced handling of the very fraught political tensions among factions was very cool to see. It ends up making you feel bad for essentially everyone in some capacity (maybe not Questburger, he seemed like he was doing quite well for himself).

The Heart of the World (by me!) @janedoewrites

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it so much! Really, this is very high praise indeed and I'm not only flattered but very glad to hear that I did what I set out to do successfully. (And yes, Questburger's done great for himself, at least so far.)

And that's a very interesting question.

So, Ilyn obviously started as a Snape counterpoint, same as Elizabeth is clearly what Hermione was, Theyn is clearly some mix of Dead Last and Neville, so on and so forth but he deviated in a large way very early/had that personality when he got introduced as a character in the first draft.

I don't think there was ever a draft where he hadn't set Lily's house on fire for no reason and was always this very taciturn/stoic/least talkative person you can ever find. @therealvinelle who helped with a lot of the editing maybe remembers better than I do but I think his characterization was set very early and the big surprise for me writing when it worked out and for her on editing is that he and Lily end the novel on very good terms.

I actually don't think characters changed that much in general between drafts. They changed a lot from the fic and in the outline for obvious reasons, the primary one being that they had different backgrounds now, different roles in the story, and that would inform who they were as people and how they best served the story but once they were decided on early in, they didn't change much in terms of personality. They've been very stable. The one who changed the most in a nitpicky manner was Lily herself who was made more... noble I suppose is the word for it in part of things happening or not happening to her in her youth, and being with the Tylors who are just absent versus the Dursleys who are present and awful. A lot of things about her and her lines changed between drafts and it took a bit to settle on just what her personality would be like with these changed circumstances and events.

But yeah, Ilyn's pretty much always been Ilyn, which is great because I love him and other people better like him because he's not going away any time soon.

#the heart of the world #the heart of the world meta #sisyphus book series #lily and the art of being sisyphus #ilyn sisyphus #meta #praise #darkwinganimus

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I’m going book shopping tomorrow, might you have some recommendations?

here you go! hope your shopping goes well ♡

━ norwegian wood by haruki murakami

━ the master and margarita by mikhail bulgakov

━ the art of happiness by dalai lama

━ a clockwork orange by anthony burgess

━ a river out of eden by richard dawkins

━ the divine comedy by dante

━ the idiot by elif batumen

━ five point something by chetan bhagat

━ the brief wondrous life of oscar wao by junot diaz

━ the rules of attraction by bret easton ellis

━ been down so long it looks like up to me by richard farina

━ the gate of angels by penelope fitzgerald

━ the collective by don lee

━ on beauty by zodie smith

━ I am charlotte simmons by tom wolfe

━ murals by mahmoud darwish

━ men in the sun by ghassan kanafani

━ out of place by edward said

━ one flew over the cuckoos nest by ken kessey

━ a streetcar named desire by tennessee williams

━ just kids by patti smith

━ the perks of being a wallflower by stephen chbosky

━ to the light house by virginia wolf

━ by grand central station, I sat down and wept by elizabeth smart

━ pilgrim at tinker creek by annie dillard

━ the myth of sisyphus by albert camus

━ the benefactor by susan sontag

━ a thousand mornings by mary oliver

━ 1984 and animal farm by george orwell

━ baghdad diaries by nuha al-radi

━ dead poets society by tom schulman

━ naked lunch by william s. burroughs

━ sula by toni morrison

━ the four agreements by don miguel ruiz

━ not that bad by rachel gray

━ the art of thinking clearly by rolf dobelli

━ the invisible life of addie laroe by v. e. schwab

━ the mystery of love by don miguel ruiz

━ the loneliness companion by shrein h. bahram

━ the butterfly garden by dot hutcherson

━ orientalism by edward w. said

━ the trouble with being born by emil cioran

━ embroideries by marjane satrabi

━ such a fun age by keily reid

━ freedom is a constant struggle by angela davis

━ my brilliant friend by elena ferrante

━ the hundred years’ war on palestine by rashid khalad

━ our body and other parties by carmen maria machado

━ the body keeps count by besse kolk

━ on earth we’re briefly gorgeous by ocean vuong

━ in search of fatima by ghada karmi

━ minor detail by adania shibili

━ midnight library by matt haig

━ orbiting jupiter by gary d. schmidt

━ the collective by don lee

━ reading lolita in tehran by azar nafisi

━ the dean's december + more die of heartbreak by saul bellow

━ four quartets by t. s. eliot

━ shamela + tom jones by henry fielding

━ madame bovary by gustave flaubert

━ the diary of anne frank by anne frank

━ in the penal colony + the trial by franz kafka

━ the confidence-man by herman melville

━ invitation to a beheading + pnin by vladimir nabokov

━ the country of the pointed firs by sarah orne jewett

━ persepolis by marjane satrapi

━ the language police by diane ravitch

━ the net of dreams by julie salamon

━ one thousand and one nights by scheherazade

━ the emigrants by W.G. sebald

━ the stone diaries by carol shields

━ the engineer of human souls by josef skvorecky

━ loitering with intent + the prime of miss jean brodie by muriel spark

━ confessions of zeno by italo svevo

━ address unknown by katherine kressman taylor

━ a summons to memphis by peter taylor

━ back when we were grownups + st. maybe by anne taylor

━ aunt julia and the scriptwriter by mario vargas llosa

#♡⃗ : rosie replies.#book recommendations #three-fourths of these are on my reading list

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