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quotemadness · 9 months
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I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.
Joanne Harris
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gollancz · 7 months
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That's right baybeeee - ten years after it first launched, Gollanczfest is back and it's bigger than ever!
WHEN?
16th March 2024
Leonardo Royal Hotel, London
Tickets go on sale Friday 6th October at 10am UK time!
Early presale for tickets available exclusively to our newsletter subscribers
WHO?
Our headliner? Only VICTORIA AVEYARD
Other confirmed authors: Joe Abercrombie, Natasha Pulley, Garth Nix, Dhonielle Clayton, Joe Hill, Ben Aaronovitch, @joannechocolat, Aliette de Bodard, Sarah Hawley, @jonnywaistcoat, Esmie Jikiemi-Pearson . . . and MANY more
Plus: YOU
PLUS
All tickets come with a goodie bag full of Gollancz goodies work at least £30
VIP tickets are available with access to the green room, priority tickets to panels, and additional goodies
FREE SFF quiz run by the greatest quizmasters (allegedly, this may be a title they've claimed themselves and I cannot verify) Joe Abercrombie and Garth Nix!
We'll be announcing panels soon, but this is going to be a fun, friendly and festive day, full of nerdery, excitement and probably a lot of harried looking Gollancz staff stuffing their faces with sandwiches and trying to find where distracted authors have wandered off to.
PARTY TIME
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sinligh · 1 year
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In the name of healing I bite chunks of myself daily, spit them out in my hand with the intention to wash it away later
Eventually, i end up over analyzing them, like everything else in my life
grafts of all the causes I’m still here, glued together by my mother’s fears
be the Alpha female, she said. “feed on your most beloved, a cup of the moon’s blood every night before bed for you to run alone forever, run wild, never slip”
I Shower myself with self-loathing, lick my own wounds close Keep me sane, keep me safe
loneliness to me is just another insecurity that is dangling from my prefrontal cortex, dangling right in front of my eyes… for me to see the world through it.
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I spend hours looking at the bloody chunks in my hand, thinking where did i go wrong ? how much can I hold on to this heartache ?
I've been running around it all my life, running around red lines, red lines circle me, i run in circles around myself I’m all that I’ve ever knew, yet, I only know myself in fading
A distant memory, a deja vu…
All I really know, is that the only stable in my life is the fact that I exist, and that it’s a temporary state.
jamais vu.
will the lines fade if i eat what i bit off of myself again ? if i chew and chew and chew… If i teach myself to stomach it will i be whole again?
is holding on to those pieces enough to satisfy my desire to be held ?
Or does it make me a feral rogue ?
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Schizophrenic delusions ticking in my head…
Sometimes I wonder if it’s my fault that I’m this alone…
then again I wasn’t the one feeding myself all the insecurities as a young child.
I wasn’t the one playing pretend.
It was never my fault, my mother thought faking happiness is the way to protect me, it was never my fault father wasn’t interested in the details, as long as I was his perfect girl…
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Now, I can’t hold on to anything the way i hold on to the lunatic turmoil that makes me sway and laugh on my own personal misery.
Call it history.
Hide behind defensive humor, get my inner demons drunk on caffeine, mistake that high for happiness cause mama did too…
And wait for caffeine withdrawal to wake us up, both of us…
I’ve never been hangover, but I imagine this is how it’ll feel
The aura ? The migraine?
The urge to throw myself up to be reborn clean.
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•Quotes: Olivia Laing/Heather Havrilesky/ Olivia Laing/ Marya Hornbacher/Anaïs Nin/Camille Norton/ Alice Oseman/ eduardo C. Corral/anne carson/ Joanne Harris/ Hannah Green/Hannah Green/Lisel Mueller
•Original context: sinligh
•Art reference:
1. Sasha Hartslief, Late Night Shower, 2021. 2. Getting Up by Vincent Giarrano. 3.illustration by Owen Gent. 4. The Lovers on the Bridge, 1991. 5. "Beverly Edmier 1967' Keith Edmier, 1998
•song recommendation:
P.s: the whole album is a masterpiece ! Give it a try, thank me later.
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thoughtkick · 11 months
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I've never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.
Joanne Harris
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resqectable · 5 months
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I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.
Joanne Harris
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surqrised · 5 months
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I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.
Joanne Harris
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itisiives · 4 months
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Oh, wow...
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Mind you, Joanne is pushing 60. She was way more thsn.old enough to know better.
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tomoleary · 11 months
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Charles Vess, illustrations from Honeycomb by Joanne Harris
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stay-close · 7 months
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I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.
Joanne Harris
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perfectquote · 1 year
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I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.
Joanne Harris
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infpisme · 23 days
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A demon, if you prefer the term; although to be honest, the difference between god and a demon is really only a matter of perspective.
Joanne Harris
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gollancz · 7 months
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Check out this beautiful thing - the cover for the new collection by @joannechocolat! It features her stunning novellas A POCKETFUL OF CROWS, THE BLUE SALT ROAD and ORFEIA, alongside three brand new stories from the world of HONEYCOMB - the stories that the bees tell...
Cover art by the wonderful Sue Gent, interior illustrations by Bonnie Helen Hawkins, and, uh, admin done by me, to finish a trifecta.
It's out 16th November and available for pre-order now!
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ardent-reflections · 10 months
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She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the earth.
Joanne Harris
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thoughtkick · 9 months
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I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.
Joanne Harris
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dk-thrive · 4 months
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I think we can’t go around measuring our goodness by what we don’t do, by what we deny ourselves, what we resist, and who we exclude. I think we’ve got to measure goodness by what we embrace, what we create . . . and who we include.
— Pere Henri (Hugh O'Conor), Chocolat (2000) (via Make Believe Boutique)
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surqrised · 7 months
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I've never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.
Joanne Harris
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