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Happy Pride from Dusty and Nadia! 
(below the cut is a personal monologue about what pride means to me)
On June 26th, 2015, myself and my fellow Americans here on tumblr were finally granted the legal right to marry the ones that they love. I’ll always remember where I was when the decision was announced by the Supreme Court. This day changed my life, and the life of many others in this nation, entirely. Before the jurisdiction was announced, I had spent my adolescence searching for states I could move to with my potential partner that would allow us to get married. Now, I’m happily living with my best friend, my partner, in a state that I love without having to worry about our future. We have the freedom to express our love anywhere, and I’ll never take that for granted.  This doesn’t mean the fight is over. We still need to rally for trans people, for kids going through conversion therapy, for maintaining our right to love one another. The jurisdiction surrounding Roe v. Wade right now sets a precedent for how we interpret the 14th Amendment- an amendment that has granted us the same right to marry who we want to. The fight isn’t over. We must protect each other. We must live with love.  I love you all. Thank you so much for reading, and happy pride!
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The 2024 Shortlist
The BBC’s 13th Annual Celebration of Audio Drama
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2023 marked the centenary year for audio/radio drama at the BBC. For 100 years of this unique genre, audio drama and comedy have provided enjoyment, diversion, illumination, insight and escape for listeners, evolving in approach and style as audio practitioners have responded to new ideas and technology with ingenuity, imagination and inspiration. These awards celebrate the creativity of actors, writers, directors, producers, musicians, sound designers and all who work in this vibrant art-form.
The winners will be announced on Sunday 24 March 2024 in a ceremony in the Radio Theatre at BBC Broadcasting House London. The winners of the Imison and Tinniswood Awards (judged and administered by the Society of Authors and the Writers’ Guild of Great Britain) will also be announced at this ceremony.
Best Original Single Drama
Benny and Hitch by Andrew McCaldon, producers Neil Varley and Tracey Neale, BBC Audio Drama London
Churchill versus Reith by Mike Harris, producer Gary Brown, BBC Audio Drama North
Dear Harry Kane by James Fritz, producer Sally Avens, BBC Audio Drama London
Eat and Run by Paolo Chianta, producer Lorna Newman, BBC Audio Drama North
Rare Earth by Richard Monks, producer Nicolas Jackson, Afonica
Voices From the End of the World by Lucy Catherine, producer Sasha Yevtushenko, BBC Audio Drama London
Best Adaptation
The Age of Anxiety by W.H.Auden, adapted by Robin Brooks, producer Fiona McAlpine, Allegra Productions
Beowulf Retold based on the version by Seamus Heaney, producer Pauline Harris, BBC Audio Drama London
Bess Loves Porgy by Edwin DuBose Heyward, adapted by Roy Williams, producer Gill Parry, feral inc
The Dark is Rising by Susan Cooper, adapted by Robert Macfarlane and Simon McBurney, producer Catherine Bailey, Catherine Bailey Productions and Complicite
If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller by Italo Calvino, adapted by Tim Crouch and Toby Jones, producer Nadia Molinari, BBC Audio Drama North
One Moonlit Night by Caradog Prichard, adapted by Rhiannon Boyle, producer Emma Harding, BBC Cymru Wales
Best Original Series or Serial
The 5000 by Sebastian Baczkiewicz, producers Gaynor Macfarlane, BBC Scotland
An Eye for a Killing by Colin Macdonald, producer Bruce Young, BBC Scotland
Flirties, written and produced by Jess Simpson, Audiocraft
There’s Something I Need to Tell You by John Scott Dryden and Misha Kawnel, producer Emma Hearn, Goldhawk Productions
The Tomb by Sebastian Baczkiewicz, producer Joby Waldman, Reduced Listening
Trust by Jonathan Hall, producer Gary Brown, BBC Audio Drama North
Best Actor
Hiran Abeysekera, Dear Harry Kane, director Sally Avens, BBC Audio Drama London
Max Irons, The Bronze Horseman, director Susan Roberts, BBC Audio Drama North
Toby Jones, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller, director Nadia Molinari, BBC Audio Drama North
Lorn Macdonald, Confessions of a Justified Sinner, director Kirsty Williams, BBC Scotland
Tim McInerny, Benny & Hitch, director Tracey Neale, BBC Audio Drama London
Tom Walker, Call Jonathan Pie, Alison Vernon-Smith, Yada-Yada Audio
Best Actress
Gabrielle Brooks, Bess Loves Porgy, director Michael Buffong, feral inc
Dinita Gohil, Victory City, producer Alison Crawford, BBC Bristol
Maxine Peake, The Women of Troy, director Nadia Molinari, BBC Audio Drama North
Rosamund Pike, People Who Knew Me, director Daniella Isaacs, Merman
Lydia Wilson, Happy Birthday, Mr President, director Gaynor Macfarlane, BBC Scotland
Fenella Woolgar, Lines in the Sand: The Journeys of Gertrude Bell, director Jessica Mitic, BBC Audio Drama North
Best Supporting Performance
Sacha Dhawan, Anna Karenina, director Nadia Molinari, BBC Audio Drama North
Erin Doherty, The Seagull, director Toby Swift, BBC Audio Drama London
Mark Heap, Kafka’s Dick, director Dermot Daly, Naked Productions
Sophia Del Pizzo, There’s Something I Need to Tell You, director John Scott Dryden, Goldhawk Productions
The Marc Beeby Award for Best Debut Performance
Izzy Campbell, Of a Night, director Jessica Mitic, BBC Audio Drama North
Rosie Ekenna, Faith, Hope and Glory, director Anastasia Osei-Kuffour, BBC Audio Drama London
Rosalind Eleazar, Hindsight, director Gaynor Macfarlane, BBC Scotland
Jadie Rose Hobson, Exposure, director Anne Isger, BBC Audio Drama London
Dan Parr, The Test Batter Can’t Breathe, director Tracey Neale, BBC Audio Drama London
Olivia Triste, Rise, director Dermot Daly, Naked Productions
Best Sit Com or Comedy Drama
Call Jonathan Pie by Tom Walker, producer Alison Vernon-Smith, Yada-Yada Audio
Kat Sadler’s Screen Time by Kat Sadler and Cameron Loxdale, producer Gwyn Rhys Davies, BBC Studios Audio
Michael Spicer: Before Next Door by Michael Spicer, producer Matt Tiller, Starstruck Media
Mockery Manor by Lindsay Sharman, producer Laurence Owen, Long Cat Media
She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith, adapted by Barunka O’Shaughnessy, producer Emma Harding, BBC Cymru Wales
Where to, Mate? devised by Jo Enright, Peter Slater, Abdullah Afzal, Nina Gilligan, Andy Salthouse, Keith Carter, Jason Wingard, producer Carl Cooper, BBC Studios Audio
Best Stand Up Comedy
Daliso Chaponda: Citizen of Nowhere by Daliso Chaponda, additional material Meryl O’Rourke, producer Carl Cooper, BBC Studios Audio
Janey Godley: The C Bomb by Janey Godley, producers Julia Sutherland and Richard Melvin, Dabster Productions
Maisie Adam: The Beautiful Game by Maisie Adam, producer Georgia Keating, BBC Studios Audio
Olga Koch: OK Computer by Olga Koch and Charlie Dinkin, producer Benjamin Sutton, BBC Studios Audio
Rob Newman on Air by Rob Newman, producer Eloise Whitmore, Naked Productions
Sarah Keyworth: Are You a Boy or a Girl by by Sarah Keyworth, additional material Ruby Clyde, producer James Robinson, BBC Studios Audio
Best Use of Sound
The Adventurers, sound by Alisdair McGregor, producer Boz Temple-Morris, Holy Mountain
The Dark is Rising, sound by Gareth Fry, producer Catherine Bailey, Catherine Bailey Productions and Complicité
Hamlet Noir, sound by David Chilton, Lucinda Mason Brown, Weronika Andersen, producers Charlotte Melén, Carl Prekopp and Saskia Black, Almost Tangible
Slow Air, sound by Alisdair McGregor and Eloise Whitmore, producer Polly Thomas, Naked Productions
Voices From the End of the World, sound by Peter Ringrose, producer Sasha Yevtushenko, BBC Audio Drama London
The Women of Troy, sound by Sharon Hughes, producer Nadia Molinari, BBC Audio Drama North
Best Podcast Audio Drama
Badger and the Blitz by Richard Turley and Darren Francis, producer Richard Turley, Roxo Ltd
Below by Aaron Gray and Paul Skillen, producer John Wakefield, HTM Television
Flirties, written and produced by Jess Simpson, Audiocraft
The Haunter of the Dark – The Lovecraft Investigations by Julian Simpson, producer Sarah Tombling, Sweet Talk Productions
The Salvation by Justin Lockey, Jeffrey Aidoo, and AK Benedict, producers John Hamm and Boz Temple-Morris, Holy Mountain and Free Turn
Tagged by Brett Neichin and John Scott Dryden, producer Emma Hearn, Sony Music Entertainment and Goldhawk Productions
Best European Drama
Evicted by Karel Klostermann, adapted by Tomáš Loužný, producer Renata Venclová, CZR Czech Radio
Faust (I Never Read It) by Noam Brusilovsky, producer Andrea Oetzmann, SWR Südwestrundfunk with Deutschlandfunk
Irina’s Soul Is Like a Precious Piano by Rona Žulj, producer Katja Šimunić, Croatian Radiotelevision
The Sick Bag Song by Nick Cave, adapted by Kai Grehn, producer Lina Kokaly, Radio Bremen
The Supervisor by Nis-Momme Stockmann, producer Michael Becker, NDR Norddeutscher Rundfunk
This Word by Marta Rebzda, producer Waldemar Modestowicz, Polish Radio Theatre
-- WooHOO! The Haunter of the Dark, part 4 of The Lovecraft Investigations, is up for a BBC Audio Drama Award! I am made up!
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THE 236 GREATEST PERSONALITIES IN THE ENTIRE KNOWN HISTORY/COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS OF THIS WORLD! (@INDIES)
i.e. THE 236 GREATEST PERSONALITIES IN WORLD HISTORY! (@INDIES)
Rajesh Khanna
Lionel Messi
Leonardo Da Vinci
Muhammad Ali
Joan of Arc
William Shakespeare
Vincent Van Gogh
Online Indie
J. K. Rowling
David Lean
Nadia Comaneci
Diego Maradona
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Meena Kumari
Julius Caesar
Harrison Ford
Ludwig Van Beethoven
William W. Cargill
Fritz Hoffmann-La Roche
Samuel Curtis Johnson
Sam Walton
John D. Rockefeller
Andrew Carnegie
Roy Thomson
Tim Berners-Lee
Marie Curie
James J. Hill
Cornelius Vanderbilt
Roman Polanski
Samuel Slater
J. P. Morgan
Cary Grant
Dmitri Mendeleev
John Harvard
Alain Delon
Ramakrishna Paramhansa (Official God)
The Lumiere Brothers, Auguste & Louis
Carl Friedrich Benz
Michelangelo
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Ramana Maharishi
Mark Twain
Swami Sri Yukteswar Giri
Bruce Lee
Bhagwan Krishna (Official God)
Charlemagne
Rene Descartes
John F. Kennedy
Bhagwan Ganesha (Official God)
Walt Disney
Albert Einstein
Nikola Tesla
Alfred Hitchcock
Pythagoras
William Randolph Hearst
Cosimo de’ Medici
Johann Sebastian Bach
Alec Guinness
Nostradamus
Christopher Plummer
Archimedes
Jackie Chan
Guru Dutt
Amma Karunamayi/ Mata Parvati (Official God)
Peter Sellers
Gerard Depardieu
Joseph Safra
Robert Morris
Sean Connery
Petr Kellner
Aristotle Onassis
Usain Bolt
Jack Welch
Alfredo di Stefano
Elizabeth Taylor
Michael Jordan
Paul Muni
Steven Spielberg
Louis Pasteur
Ingrid Bergman
Norma Shearer
Dr. B. R. Ambedkar
Ayn Rand
Jesus Christ (Official God)
Luciano Pavarotti
Alain Resnais
Frank Sinatra
Allah (Official God)
Richard Nixon
Charlie Chaplin
Thomas Alva Edison
Alexander Graham Bell
Wright Brothers
Arjun (of Bhagwan Krishna’s Gita)
Jim Simons
George Lucas
Swami Sri Lahiri Mahasaya
Carl Lewis
Brett Favre
Helen Keller
Bernard Mannes Baruch
Buddha (Official God)
Hugh Grant
K. L. Saigal
Roger Federer
Rash Behari Bose
Tiger Woods
William Blake
Jesse Owens
Claude Miller
Bernardo Bertolucci
Subhash Chandra Bose
Satyajit Ray
Hippocrates
Chiang Kai-Shek
John Logie Baird
Geeta Dutt
Raphael (painter)
Bhagwan Shiva (Official God)
Radha (Ancient Krishna devotee)
George Orwell
Jorge Paulo Lemann
Catherine Deneuve
Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Bill Gates
Bhagwan Ram (Official God)
Michael Phelps
Michael Faraday
Audrey Hepburn
Dalai Lama
Grace Kelly
Mikhail Gorbachev
Vladimir Putin
Galileo Galilei
Gary Cooper
Roger Moore
John Huston
Blaise Pascal
Humphrey Bogart
Rudyard Kipling
Samuel Morse
Wayne Gretzky
Yogi Berra
Barry Levinson
Patrice Chereau (director)
Jerry Lewis
Louis Daguerre
James Watt
Henri Rousseau
Nikita Krushchev
Jack Dorsey
Dev Anand
Elia Kazan
Alexander Fleming
David Selznick
Frank Marshall
Viswanathan Anand
Major Dhyan Chand
Swami Vivekananda
Felix Rohatyn
Sam Spiegel
Anand Bakshi
Victor Hugo
Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba (Official God)
Steve Jobs
Srinivasa Ramanujam
Lord Hanuman
Stanley Kubrick
Giotto
Voltaire
Diego Velazquez
Ernest Hemingway
Francis Ford Coppola
Michael Douglas
Kirk Douglas
Mario Lemieux
Kishore Kumar
James Stewart
Douglas Fairbanks
Confucius
Babe Ruth
Raj Kapoor
Titian aka Tiziano Vecelli
El Greco
Francisco de Goya
Jim Carrey
Mohammad Rafi
Steffi Graf
Pele
Gustave Courbet
Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi
Milos Forman
Steve Wozniak
Georgia O’ Keeffe
Mala Sinha
Aryabhatta
Magic Johnson
Patanjali
Leo Tolstoy
Tansen
Henry Fonda
Albrecht Durer
Benazir Bhutto
Cal Ripken Jr
Samuel Goldwyn
Mumtaz (actress)
Panini
Nicolaus Copernicus
Pablo Picasso
George Clooney
Olivia de Havilland
Prem Chand
Imran Khan
Pete Sampras
Ratan Tata
Meerabai (16th c. Krishna devotee)
Queen Elizabeth II
Pope John Paul II
James Cameron
Jack Ma
Warren Buffett
Romy Schneider
C. V. Raman
Aung San Suu Kyi
Benjamin Netanyahu
Frank Capra
Michael Schumacher
Steve Forbes
Paramhansa Yogananda
Tom Hanks
Kamal Amrohi
Hans Holbein
Shammi Kapoor
Gerardus Mercator
Edith Piaf
Bhagwan Shirdi Sai Baba (Official God)
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Characters I'm
Willing to Write For
Haikyuu
Karasuno
Daichi Sawamura
Kōshi Sugawara
Asahi Azumane
Yū Nishinoya
Ryūnoske Tanaka
Chikara Ennoshita
Hisashi Kinoshita
Kazuhito Narita
Tobio Kageyama
Shōyō Hinata
Kei Tsukishima
Akiteru Tsukishima
Tadashi Yamaguchi
Kiyoko Shimizu
Hitoka Yachi
Ittetsu Takeda
Keishin Ukai
Karasuno Girls Team
Yui Michimiya
Mao Aihara
Rinko Sudō
Moe Kikuchi
Manami Aoki
Nozomi Watabe
Chizuru Sasaki
Karasuno Association
Tenma Udai
Makoto Shimada
Yūsuke Takinoue
Natsu Hinata
Saeko Tanaka
Madoka Yachi
Nekoma
Tetsurō Kuroo
Nobuyuki Kai
Morisuke Yaku
Taketora Yamamoto
Kenma Kozume
Shōhei Fukunaga
Sō Inuoka
Tamahiko Teshiro
Lev Haiba
Yūki Shibayama
Nekoma Association
Akane Yamamoto
Alisa Haiba
Aoba Johsai
Tōru Oikawa
Issei Matsukawa
Takahiro Hanamaki
Hajime Iwaizumi
Shigeru Yahaba
Shinji Watari
Yūtarō Kindaichi
Akira Kunimi
Kentarō Kyōtani
Dateku (Date Tech)
Yasushi Kamasaki
Kaname Moniwa
Takehito Sasaya
Takanobu Aone
Kenji Futakuchi
Yutaka Obara
Kanji Kogenagawa
Tarō Onagawa
Jingo Fukiage
Kōsuke Sakunami
Mai Nametsu
Fukurodani
Tatsuki Washio
Yamato Sarukui
Kōtarō Bokuto
Keiji Akaashi
Akinori Konoha
Shūichi Anahori
Haruki Komi
Wataru Onaga
Yukie Shirofuku
Kaori Suzumeda
Shiratorizawa
Wakatoshi Ushijima
Eita Semi
Reon Ōhira
Satori Tendō
Tsutomu Goshiki
Kenjirō Shirabu
Taichi Kawanashi
Kai Akura
Hayato Yamagata
Yūshō Sagae
Jozenji
Yūji Terushima
Kazuma Bobata
Takeharu Futamata
Katsumichi Higashiyama
Rintarō Numajiri
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Arata Tsuchiya
Hana Misaki
Runa Kuribayashi
Nohebi
Suguru Daishō
Yoshiya Takachiho
Kazuma Numai
Kōji Hiroo
Isumi Sakishima
Sō Akama
Akihiko Seguro
Naoyasu Kuguri
Mika Yamaka
Inarizaki
Shinsuke Kita
Ren Ōmimi
Aran Ojiro
Hiroshima Ginjima
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Rintarō Suna
Osamu Miya
Yūto Kosaku
Heisuke Riseki
Michinari Akagi
MSBY Jackals
Shūgo Meian
Shion Inunaki
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Others
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Maiko Yonezawa
Motoya Komori
Sachirō Hirugami
Kōrai Hoshiumi
Obey Me
Diavolo
Lucifer
Mammon
Leviathan
Satan
Asmodeus
Beelzebub
Belphegor
Barbatos
Solomon
Simeon
Luke (Only Platonic)
Thirteen
Mephistopheles
Raphael
Fruits Basket
Tohru Honda
Arisa Uotani
Saki Hanajima
Akito
Yuki
Kyo
Shigure
Kagura
Momiji
Hatori
Hatsuharu
Ayame
Kisa (Only Platonic)
Hiro (Only Platonic)
Ritsu
Isuzu
Kureno
Kazuma
Akira
Ren
Kana
Megumi Hanajima
Kakeru Manabe
Machi Kuragi
Mitsuru
Mine Kuramae
Free!! Franchise
Aiichiro Nitori
Akane Kurimiya-Shiina
Asahi Shiina
Ayumu Kunikida
Gou Matsuoka
Haruka Nanase
Hayato Shigino
Hiyori Tono
Ikuya Kirishima
Isuzu Mikoshiba
Katsumi Shigino
Kisumi Shigino
Makoto Tachibana
Miho Amakata
Momotaro Mikoshiba
Nagisa Hazuki
Nao Serizawa
Natsuya Kirishima
Ran & Ren Tachibana (Only Platonic)
Rei Ryugasaki
Rin Matsuoka
Seijuro Mikoshiba
Sousuke Yamazaki
Tsubasa Ryugasaki
Attack on Titan
Mikasa Ackerman
Armin Arlert
Reiner Braun
Ymir Fritz
Levi Ackerman
Historia Reiss
Hange Zoë
Sasha Blouse
Erwin Smith
Jean Kirstein
Connie Springer
Annie Leonhart
Bertholdt Hoover
Marco Bott
Voltron
Takashi "Shiro" Shirogane
Keith
Lance McClain
Katie "Pidge" Holt
Hunk
Princess Allura
Coran Hieronymus Wimbleton Smythe
Matthew "Matt" Holt
Prince Lotor
Arcana
Asra Alnazar
Nadia Satrinava
Julian Devorak (Ilya, Ilyushka)
Muriel
Portia Devorak
Nasrin
Namar
Nazali
Navra
Nahara
Nasmira
Natiqa
Aisha Alnazar
Salim Alnazar
The Pets/Companions/Familars
Faust
Chandra
Malak
Inanna
Pepi
Mercedes & Melchior
Chimes
Flamel
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THE 236 GREATEST PERSONALITIES IN THE ENTIRE KNOWN HISTORY/COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS OF THIS WORLD! (@INDIES)
ie. THE 236 GREATEST PERSONALITIES IN WORLD HISTORY! (@INDIES)
Rajesh Khanna
Lionel Messi
Leonardo Da Vinci
Online Indie
Muhammad Ali
Joan of Arc
William Shakespeare
Vincent Van Gogh
J. K. Rowling
David Lean
Nadia Comaneci
Diego Maradona
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Meena Kumari
Julius Caesar
Harrison Ford
Ludwig Van Beethoven
William W. Cargill
Fritz Hoffmann-La Roche
Samuel Curtis Johnson
Sam Walton
John D. Rockefeller
Andrew Carnegie
Roy Thomson
Tim Berners-Lee
Marie Curie
James J. Hill
Cornelius Vanderbilt
Roman Polanski
Samuel Slater
J. P. Morgan
Cary Grant
Dmitri Mendeleev
John Harvard
Alain Delon
Ramakrishna Paramhansa (Official God)
The Lumiere Brothers, Auguste & Louis
Carl Friedrich Benz
Michelangelo
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Ramana Maharishi
Mark Twain
Swami Sri Yukteswar Giri
Bruce Lee
Bhagwan Krishna (Official God)
Charlemagne
Rene Descartes
John F. Kennedy
Bhagwan Ganesha (Official God)
Walt Disney
Albert Einstein
Nikola Tesla
Alfred Hitchcock
Pythagoras
William Randolph Hearst
Cosimo de’ Medici
Johann Sebastian Bach
Alec Guinness
Nostradamus
Christopher Plummer
Archimedes
Jackie Chan
Guru Dutt
Amma Karunamayi/ Mata Parvati (Official God)
Peter Sellers
Gerard Depardieu
Joseph Safra
Robert Morris
Sean Connery
Petr Kellner
Aristotle Onassis
Usain Bolt
Jack Welch
Alfredo di Stefano
Elizabeth Taylor
Michael Jordan
Paul Muni
Steven Spielberg
Louis Pasteur
Ingrid Bergman
Norma Shearer
Dr. B. R. Ambedkar
Ayn Rand
Jesus Christ (Official God)
Luciano Pavarotti
Alain Resnais
Frank Sinatra
Allah (Official God)
Richard Nixon
Charlie Chaplin
Thomas Alva Edison
Alexander Graham Bell
Wright Brothers
Arjun (of Bhagwan Krishna’s Gita)
Jim Simons
George Lucas
Swami Sri Lahiri Mahasaya
Carl Lewis
Brett Favre
Helen Keller
Bernard Mannes Baruch
Buddha (Official God)
Hugh Grant
K. L. Saigal
Roger Federer
Rash Behari Bose
Tiger Woods
William Blake
Jesse Owens
Claude Miller
Bernardo Bertolucci
Subhash Chandra Bose
Satyajit Ray
Hippocrates
Chiang Kai-Shek
John Logie Baird
Geeta Dutt
Raphael (painter)
Bhagwan Shiva (Official God)
Radha (Ancient Krishna devotee)
George Orwell
Jorge Paulo Lemann
Catherine Deneuve
Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Bill Gates
Bhagwan Ram (Official God)
Michael Phelps
Michael Faraday
Audrey Hepburn
Dalai Lama
Grace Kelly
Mikhail Gorbachev
Vladimir Putin
Galileo Galilei
Gary Cooper
Roger Moore
John Huston
Blaise Pascal
Humphrey Bogart
Rudyard Kipling
Samuel Morse
Wayne Gretzky
Yogi Berra
Barry Levinson
Patrice Chereau (director)
Jerry Lewis
Louis Daguerre
James Watt
Henri Rousseau
Nikita Krushchev
Jack Dorsey
Dev Anand
Elia Kazan
Alexander Fleming
David Selznick
Frank Marshall
Viswanathan Anand
Major Dhyan Chand
Swami Vivekananda
Felix Rohatyn
Sam Spiegel
Anand Bakshi
Victor Hugo
Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba (Official God)
Steve Jobs
Srinivasa Ramanujam
Lord Hanuman
Stanley Kubrick
Giotto
Voltaire
Diego Velazquez
Ernest Hemingway
Francis Ford Coppola
Michael Douglas
Kirk Douglas
Mario Lemieux
Kishore Kumar
James Stewart
Douglas Fairbanks
Confucius
Babe Ruth
Raj Kapoor
Titian aka Tiziano Vecelli
El Greco
Francisco de Goya
Jim Carrey
Mohammad Rafi
Steffi Graf
Pele
Gustave Courbet
Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi
Milos Forman
Steve Wozniak
Georgia O’ Keeffe
Mala Sinha
Aryabhatta
Magic Johnson
Patanjali
Leo Tolstoy
Tansen
Henry Fonda
Albrecht Durer
Benazir Bhutto
Cal Ripken Jr
Samuel Goldwyn
Mumtaz (actress)
Panini
Nicolaus Copernicus
Pablo Picasso
George Clooney
Olivia de Havilland
Prem Chand
Imran Khan
Pete Sampras
Ratan Tata
Meerabai (16th c. Krishna devotee)
Queen Elizabeth II
Pope John Paul II
James Cameron
Jack Ma
Warren Buffett
Romy Schneider
C. V. Raman
Aung San Suu Kyi
Benjamin Netanyahu
Frank Capra
Michael Schumacher
Steve Forbes
Paramhansa Yogananda
Tom Hanks
Kamal Amrohi
Hans Holbein
Shammi Kapoor
Gerardus Mercator
Edith Piaf
Bhagwan Shirdi Sai Baba (Official God) .
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New Fiction 2022 - October
Short Stories & Chapters
"Leonora" by Everil Worrell (1927)
"The Hollow Man" by Norman Partridge (1991)
"The Black Stone Statue" by Mary Elizabeth Counselman (1937)
"The Door" by Ann R. Loverock (2020)
"The Events at Poroth Farm" by T.E.D. Klein (1972)
"The Dead Wagon" by Greye La Spina (1927)
"Soft" by F. Paul Wilson (1984)
"Beelzebub" by Robert Bloch (1963)
"The Black Phone" by Joe Hill (2004)
"The Angle of Horror" by Cristina Fernández Cubas (1996)
"The Striding Place" by Gertrude Atherton (1896)
"The Fall of the House of Usher" by Edgar Allan Poe (1839)
"The Nurse's Story" by Elizabeth Gaskell (1852)
"The Girl With the Hungry Eyes" by Fritz Leiber (1949)
"The Summer People" by Shirley Jackson (1950)
"The Husband Stitch" by Carmen Maria Machado (2014)
"The Phantom 'Rickshaw" by Rudyard Kipling (1888)
"Scales" by Cherene Sherrard (2017)
"The Aztec" by Carmen Baca (2020)
"The Reaper's Image" by Stephen King (1969)
"The Mummy’s Foot" by Théophile Gautier (1840)
"When the Gentlemen Go By" by Margaret Ronald (2008)
"The Pear-Shaped Man" by George R.R. Martin (1987)
"Turn Out the Light" by Penelope Love (2015)
"Unseen—Unfeared" by Francis Stevens (1919)
"The White Cormorant" by Frithjof Spalder (1971)
"A Ghost Story" by Mark Twain (1870)
"The Signal-Man" by Charles Dickens (1866)
"Rearview" by Samantha Hunt (2020)
"The Green Bowl" by Sarah Orne Jewett (1901)
"A Good Student" by Nuzo Onoh (2014)
Dracula Daily - "October" by Bram Stoker & ed. Matt Kirkland (1897, 2021)
Comic Shorts & Single Issues
"Swamp Monster" by Basil Wolverton (1953)
"The Portrait of Sal Pullman" by Lonnie Nadler & Abby Howard (2019)
"O Whistle, and I'll Come to You, My Lad" by M.R. James & Abby Howard (2019)
"Rainbow Sprinkles" by W. Maxwell Prince, Chris O’Halloran, Martín Morazzo, Nimit Malavia (2018)
"Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall!" by Jack Davis, et al. (1953)
"The Harvest" by Shannon Campbell & Pam Wishbow (2016)
"In Each and Every Package" by Reed Crandall, et al. (1954)
"Roots in Hell" by Richard Corben (2016)
"Mars Is Heaven!" by Ray Bradbury, Wally Wood, et al. (1953)
"Save the Last Dance for Me!" by Dennis O'Neil & Pat Boyette (1969)
"Infected" by Bruce Jones, Richard Corben, Steve Oliff (1982)
"Unpleasant Side Effects" by Kerry Gammill, Sam F. Park, Mar Omega (2010)
"The Boar's Head Beast" by George Wildman, Nicola Cuti, Wayne Howard (1975)
"Ill Bred" by Charles Burns (1985)
"Don't Go to the Island" by Sfé R. Monster & Kalyna Riis-Phillips (2016)
"Some Other Animal's Meat" by Emily Carroll (2016)
"Greed" by Becky Cloonan, Jordie Bellaire, Travis Lanham (2013)
"Goin' South" by Nancy Collins, David Imhoff, Jeff Butler, Steve Montano, Renée Witterstaetter, Electric Crayon, Simon Bisley (1995)
"Winnebago Graveyard #1" by Steve Niles, Stephanie Paitreau, Jordie Bellaire, Jen Bartel, Alison Sampson, Aditya Bidikar, Mingjue Helen Chen, Sarah Horrocks (2017)
"Seed" by Fiona Staples, Jose Villarrubia, Michael Dougherty, Todd Casey, Zach Shields, Marc Andreyko (2015)
"Kill Screen" by Lauren Beukes, Dale Halvorsen, Ryan Kelly, Eva de la Cruz, Clem Robins, Bill Sienkiewicz, Rowena Yow, Shelly Bond (2015)
"The Fool of the Web" by Patricia Breen, Roel, Brenda Feikema (1997)
"Fortune Broken" by Sandy King, Leonardo Manco, Marianna Sanzone (2015)
"The Cemetery" by Franco, Abigail Larson, Wes Abbott, Sara Richard (2022)
"The Speed of Pain" by Jeff Lemire, Andrea Sorrentino, Dave Stewart, Steve Wands, Will Dennis (2018)
"Gestation" by Marguerite Bennett, Jonathan Brandon Sawyer, Doug Garbark, Nic. J. Shaw (2014)
"Chemical 13!" by Michael Woods & Saskia Gutekunst (2009)
"Hello, My Name Is..." by Nadia Shammas, Rowan MacColl, Licha Myers, Chris Sanchez (2021)
"Sea of Souls" by Jenna Lynn Wright, Alvaro Feliu, Juan Francisco Mota, Ricardo Osnaya, Erik Lopera Tamayo, Jorge Cortes, Robby Bevaro, Maxflan Araujo, Walter Pereyra, Taylor Esposito (2022)
"Crush" by Janet Hetherington, Ronn Sutton, Becka Kinzie, Zakk Saam (2018)
"The End of All Things" by Natalie Leif & Elaine Well (2014)
Video & Electronic Games
Silent Hill dev. Team Silent (1999)
The Excavation of Hob's Barrow dev. Cloak and Dagger Games (2022)
Halloween Forever dev. Imaginary Monsters (2016)
Bride of Frankenstein dev. Paul Smith, Steve Howard, Timedata Ltd. (1987)
Zombies Ate My Neighbors dev. LucasArts (1993)
Darkstalkers 3 (aka Vampire Savior) dev. Capcom (1997)
Movies
Smile dir. Parker Finn (2022)
The Mummy dir. Karl Freund (1932)
Invasion of the Body Snatchers dir. Don Siegel (1956)
The Skin I Live In dir. Pedro Almodóvar (2011)
The Picture of Dorian Gray dir. Albert Lewin (1945)
The Uninvited dir. Lewis Allen (1944)
The Other Side of the Underneath dir. Jane Arden (1972)
Jeepers Creepers: Reborn dir. Timo Vuorensola (2022)
Terrifier 2 dir. Damien Leone (2022)
Ravenous dir. Antonia Bird (1999)
The Experiment dir. Oliver Hirschbiegel (2001)
Ganja & Hess dir. Bill Gunn (1973)
Def by Temptation dir. James Bond III (1990)
Eyes Without a Face dir. Georges Franju (1960)
Under the Shadow dir. Babak Anvari (2016)
Amsterdam dir. David O. Russell (2022)
Deadstream dir. Joseph Winter & Vanessa Winter (2022)
In My Skin by Marina de Van (2002)
Evolution dir. Lucile Hadžihalilović (2015)
Eko Eko Azarak: Wizard of Darkness dir. Shimako Satō (1995)
Celia dir. Ann Turner (1989)
Censor dir. Prano Bailey-Bond (2021)
Halloween Ends dir. David Gordon Green (2022)
The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari dir. Robert Wiene (1920)
Black Adam dir. Jaume Collet-Serra (2022)
Trouble Every Day dir. Claire Denis (2001)
Eve's Bayou dir. Kasi Lemmons (1997)
Monster (aka Humanoids from the Deep) dir. Barbara Peeters & Jimmy T. Murakami (1980)
The Mafu Cage dir. Karen Arthur (1978)
Medusa: Queen of the Serpents dir. Matthew B.C. (2020)
Medusa dir. Anita Rocha da Silveira (2021)
Prey for the Devil dir. Daniel Stamm (2022)
It Follows dir. David Robert Mitchell (2014)
Amer dir. Hélène Cattet & Bruno Forzani (2009)
TV Episodes
The Simpsons - "Treehouse of Horror XXXIII" (2022)
Bob's Burgers - "Apple Gore-chard! (But Not Gory)" (2022)
TV Series
Costume Quest (2019)
Castlevania - Seasons 3 & 4 (2020-2021)
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As they moved down the stairs and into the dungeons, Marle, Glenn and Crono encountered and fought at least half a dozen Mystics before they reached the levels with the cells. Opening the first door, they found five of the guards and three servants locked up.
“Princess Nadia?!” exclaimed one of the servants upon seeing Marle.
Gesturing for them to be quiet, she said, “We’re here to get everyone out. Where’s my father?”
“We’re not sure…” the guard replied. “He was taken to the lower levels a few days ago.”
Marle handed a key-ring to Crono. “We’ll unlock the gates but be careful, we don’t know how many Mystics are still in here or the castle.”
“Maybe stick with us, we’ll deal with any more Mystics we encounter,” Crono said as he accepted a key ring from Marle. Glenn kept watch as Marle and Crono hurried to unlock the cells. The guards and servants thanked Marle and Crono.
Crono went to a cell to unlock it and was surprised to see his friend Fritz in the cell. He had forgotten all about his plan to meet up with Fritz at the fair after Fritz had finished working in his father’s store. The two looked at each other in stunned silence for a moment before Fritz asked what Crono was doing in the castle with the princess and some swordsman.
“It’s a really weird and long story,” Crono replied as he unlocked the door. “Why are you here?”
“I was delivering groceries to the castle and then I saw some gargoyle-looking Mystic grabbing a servant,” Fritz explained. “Next thing I knew, I was thrown in a cell with these guys and the chancellor’s gloating about how we were all going to be executed.”
“The chancellor is a fake and my father is being impersonated,” Marle said. “We have to find them before this Yakra guy hurts them.”
“The halls are still clear,” Glenn noted. “Let’s hurry.”
“Princess, who are these people?” another guard asked.
“These people are my friends Crono and Glenn,” Marle replied. “I met them after I snuck out and I trust them with my life.”
“Once we free the king and chancellor, we’ll see if we can locate some weapons for you all,” Glenn said as he and Marle led the way down the hall to the next flight of stairs.
As Marle reached the bottom level of the dungeon, she heard her father speaking angrily to someone, and the voice replying, “I know Yakra said not to kill the king but he never said we couldn’t rough him up.”
Marle ran ahead of everyone and slammed the door open as an Ogran was reaching for his keys as another stood by with his arms crossed. Marle didn’t hesitate or consider the questions her father or the servants would have. What mattered was rescuing her father and putting a stop to this whole invasion.
The room grew considerably cold as she traced the large icy rune in the air and invoked the spell. The Ograns were slammed into the far wall and encased in a large block of ice. Marle immediately ran over to her father’s cell to see him and the Chancellor shackled to the wall.
“Father!”
The king looked up as Marle unlocked the cell door and ran up to him. He was quite surprised as Marle hugged him.
“Nadia?! Wha-“
“I’m sorry father, we’ll get you and the others out of here and stop the Mystics,” Marle said as she unlocked her father’s shackles.
Crono tried his own set of keys and finally unlocked the chancellor’s shackles after the fourth attempt.
“Since we haven’t ran into any more Mystics, the way back should be clear,” Crono noted. “But what do we do once we get back to the main part of the castle?”
“Wait just a second!” the Chancellor snapped. “Who are you two? How did you summon that ice, Princess Nadia?”
“We can explain everything on the way but we really should hurry everyone to safety,” Glenn replied.
“Glenn’s right,” Marle remarked. “Father, I’m sorry I screamed those things at you… I promise I’ll explain everything. Just please trust me and my friends, okay?”
“Trust you? Nadia, you lied to me and snuck off multiple times,” King Guardia said, sounding dejected. “Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been that these fiends captured you or worse? Where have you been and who are these strangers?”
“Your Majesty, you have every right to distrust us and your daughter but we don’t have the luxury of you standing here and refusing to follow us,” Glenn said urgently. “It’s only a matter of time before Yakra and his followers realize they’re under threat and come to kill everyone here.”
Marle looked at her father with pleading eyes. She clasped her hands together and said, “Please… I know my way around the passages, we’ll get everyone out of the castle and my friends and I will take care of the Mystics.”
King Guardia sighed. He had countless questions and he had just witnessed his daughter use magic and she was in the company of two strange swordsmen. Given everything that had happened to him, the King was very reluctant to trust anyone in this situation but he knew the older swordsman spoke the truth.
“Very well… lead the way.”
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The Grishaverse Ship Survey Results
So! After all of that, we finally have the results! What is the general opinion on the ships in the Grishaverse? Well, that’s for you to read below! It’s actually pretty interesting and, while some parts make sense, there were definitely some parts which... surprised me... Anyway, onto the results!
Everything in this post can be split into:
The Grisha Trilogy
Six Of Crows Duology
The Nikolai Series
Shadow and Bone: TV Series
Most Enjoyed Ships
Least Enjoyed Ships
Crack Ships and Shipping Discourse
Notes from the Survey 
(note from mod emily: i tried to bold all of fritz’ comments, but i might have missed a few! be aware there are two of us analysing here :))
The Grisha Trilogy
The first book series we asked about was, of course, the first chronologically: the Grisha Trilogy. The most popular ship, with 83% voters for this series selecting this, was Genya/David (Fritz was glad to hear that; Yes I am). This is likely due to the lack of alternate romantic interests in the series, which seems to be a major issue for Alina’s ships. It also seems to be one genuinely enjoyed by most fans, in contrast to Darkling/Alina and Mal/Alina (each around 30%) and Nikolai/Alina (just under 20%), for which I have definitely seen plenty of debate. The second and third most popular ships for this series were Tamar/Nadia (55%) and Nikolai/Zoya (47%). Interestingly, Genya/Alina (43%) and Zoya/Alina (30%) ranked surprisingly high, especially considering how few of my friends and associates I hear talking about them. Good for them!
Honourable mentions:
Alina/Sun (no doubt inspired by that crack fic I wrote a while back) (Still havent read that out of fear)
Alina alone (a common concept among those surveyed, though most mentioned it later)
Zoya/Genya or Alina/Zoya/Genya
Six Of Crows Duology
This series was a little less divided, I would say. Predictably, Kaz/Inej came out on top with a whopping 96% of voters (:relieved:), with Wylan/Jesper next (90%) and Nina/Matthias just after (83%). None of the others really came close, despite Nina/Inej gathering 35% of the votes and Colm/Aditi at 25% (yeah, I’m not sure why that was so popular on AO3 either, but nobody really has objections so I assume that’s why it amassed so many votes). As Six of Crows is decidedly less divisive about ships and doesn’t have such controversial ships (more on that later), it seems the fandom agrees with canon pairings and the votes are... pretty unanimous.
Honourable Mentions:
Jesper/Wylan/Kuwei
Polycrows (platonic or romantic)
Kaz/Inej/Nina
Whoever didn’t read the instruction about this being for only the book series and put Jesper/Milo. I will never escape. 
The Nikolai Series
This one is a little harder for me because I actually haven’t read this... so over to Fritz for analysis! But first, the stats. At 85%, the most popular ship is Genya/David, followed by Zoya/Nikolai at 77%. Tamar/Nadia and Nina/Hanne draw at 61.5% and Nina/Matthias has 56% voters onboard. There’s no real honourable mentions for this one, sadly. Hello Fritz here! Read the books and very glad to see Genya/David as the top ship as it damn well should. Although still a bit surprising since its more of a side-arc of the two and only ties in with the importance of the story at a specific chapter that I feel like I don’t need to elaborate about, if you read Rule of Wolves. (I believe the popularity of the ship also sky-rocketed due to ROW) Following of course Zoya/Nikolai, the high ranking makes sense, it is the main ship and lets be honest they deserve it <3
I think the only really surprising thing about this is the high votes for Nina/Matthias since [SPOILERS CROOKED KINGDOM] he’s dead so I feel like people should move on from that. Nina/“Hanne” having not as high a ranking as I would’ve thought, but with Matthias still being in the frame I guess we shouldn’t be surprised either.
Shadow and Bone: TV Series
This one is really interesting, with the exclusive show watchers now taking part! We have 89% voting for Kaz/Inej, 76% for David/Genya, 71% for Matthias/Nina, 67% for Ivan/Fedyor (that’s a thing???-->Yeah they had a few somewhat sweet interactions in the background-->nvm i watched it you’re right fritz) and 62% for Mal/Alina. What’s really surprising is how high Malina is compared to Darklina, with Darkling/Alina at 36%. Who knows, maybe Fritz’ analysis can shed some light on this?
Yes yes Fritz to the rescue: First of all we have to see their interactions a little different from what we already knew of them by the end of episode 8. I still think it is a surprising number, since the Darkling in the show isn’t as nasty as he was in the books BUT over all his actions are now seen on TV. We all thought the deer antlers were a necklace amirite? Well no apparently not, the darkling used the worst kind of small science to fit Alinas collarbone to the bone and out comes a gruesome sight: a reason why many people might have started thinking: Wow what a disgusting person he is. And on the Malina “ship”: Mal finally has personality!! jkjk :eyes: Mals and Alinas friendship has been portrayed way better in the show and I believe that the people noticed more chemistry between them especially by the end of season 1. So I’m still a little surprised Darklina has such a low ranking (what with him being all sweet and cuddly in the middle of the show) but it makes sense and the Malina ship as well. Their vibes are just *chefs kiss* and thats coming from someone who didnt even like any of these “ships” <3
Loving the quotation marks for the word ‘ships’, Fritz. Over to the honourable mentions!
Honourable Mentions:
Jesper and Milo (isn’t milo a goat? guys, why?)
Nadia/Marie (huh that didn’t appear anywhere else)
One person had several - Kaz/Inej/Jesper, Dubrov/Mikhael, Dubrov/Mikhael/Mal - and yeah, you can really see the show differences in these mentions right? (whose dubrov...and whose mikhael...)
16% actually voted for Inej/Alina which is wild to me because of book context (they did have chemistry in the show tho :cowboi_smirk:)
Another person with several! We have Nina/Inej, Genya/Alina, Zoya/Alina, Zoya/Genya/Alina. Very sapphic. Good for you.
Kaz/Jesper and Nina/Inej all in one
That’s a lot of honour and mentions but it’s so interesting to me and I think you should see too
Most Enjoyed Ships
The most enjoyed ship was Kaz/Inej. This had unparalleled support, being at 35%. Jesper/Wylan, which was next on the list (23.5%) and Nina/Matthias (18%) were also pretty popular. Most of the others were quite low, though interestingly Mal/Alina only had 1 vote (plus one for the show version). Overall, the SoC ships were a lot more popular in this section, which makes sense - this part is really about your favourite ship, and those were more unanimous in the last sections.
Least Enjoyed Ships
Most people said Darkling/Alina, which got 47% of the NOTP votes. A lot more people disliked Darkling/Alina than liked Kaz/Inej. Make of that what you will, but I take it as a somewhat general agreement among many of you guys. Mal/Alina was also strongly disliked at 22%, but around a half or more of these were clarified to be about the book version of the ship specifically. They really must’ve upgraded in the show! Jesper/Kuwei and any other Darkling ships were also voted by a few, but all of these pale in comparison to the anti-Darklina votes. Shoutout to the person who said Apparat/Anyone. I agree, though it’s not something I thought of before seeing this response. Also one person said they didn’t like the poly ships, which I hope meant just the ones mentioned earlier and not all poly relationships in general... Another shoutout to whoever said Kaz/Heleen, because why did I have to read that. A fun question, all in all!
Crack Ships and Shipping Discourse
I love talking about crack ships, so let’s start with that! This time, I really don’t want to have to count and list because... well, let me show you:
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I think that sums up the sheer variety, to be honest. Then again, it would be rude not to mention that the most popular were Jesper/Milo, Darkling/Nikolai and Alina/Sun. (If you’re still confused about that last one, I take full responsibility.)
YES KAZ/KRUGE I SUPPORT!!!
Honourable mention to this:
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which was a lot to take in, and:
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Now for the discourse. Yep, the part you probably came for. 
Actually... maybe you didn’t? Looking at all of these responses, I see a lot of people genuinely don’t care about ship wars and so on, and often enjoyed the books regardless of the romances involved. Quite a few disapproved of the ongoing (though small) wars between Darklina and Malina, and others had a similar line of thinking, saying we should maybe stop focusing so much on it. You guys are right. I know this is a ship survey, and the conclusions should not include that shipping isn’t as important as we make it (Yes it should), but... that’s where it’s at.
And then again, a lot of you guys expressed disapproval for Darkling/Alina, discussing how it is often one-sided and manipulative and overall unhealthy, so I could be completely off with that last one. Some people mentioned that they ship this but as a slightly different version that the one given to us, recognising the flaws of the canon ship.
Someone said they headcanon Tolya as aroace (OMG YES!!). We need more aroace characters, so thank you for that headcanon :) We also have a few gay ships mentioned here, and one person telling us they love Malina. Yes, you’re right - it’s pretty unpopular, it turns out. Someone else said Alina should’ve been single, and I agree, actually!
One person rickrolled me here. Thankfully, Youtube’s ads saved me. *wipes forehead*
I leave you all with this, in the end:
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Notes from the Survey
Statistics Stuff:
The top ships were taken from AO3, so some ships may be more focused on in other books and may not provide accurate statistics for an earlier series.
The main circles this was sent around may have had bias as most people are from the same discord server, which has debated these topics in the past. Hence certain ships may have lower-than-average results. In future, this could be improved upon by sending this to other servers and areas of the fandom.
Personal bias may be present in the analysis, though I have tried to minimise this in the more formal sections.
Observations and Notes from Me:
You guys really don’t like Darklina. Or you love it. Usually one or the other. Wow.
Be glad I didn’t talk about any of the cursed ships in this. The things I have seen... (:cowboi_eyes:)
I thought more people would rickroll me, ngl.
What Surprised You Guys:
Kaz/Inej/Jesper
A few of you guys saw some of those cursed ships, and that surprised you. Well, me too!
Nikolai ships being in the TV Show section at all, what with his character not being in the show (yeah what was up with that huh tztz)
Inej/Alina
The existence of The Severed Moon
Darkling/Nikolai(/Alina)
How fun the quiz was :D
Things You Sent Me:
Bee Movie copypasta
“Nobody expects The Spanish Inquisition!”, except via an AO3 link
A fun fact about enzymes! I liked this one
Fic recs for Feriku and Sarai (esp for Wylan/Jesper shippers)
Another rickroll
Nice compliments :) aww you guys
I asked everyone for some kind of placeholder name and never used it. Sorry! But hey, anonymity, right?
Closing Statements
If you got this far (I feel like ive been sitting here for hours), thanks for reading! This was fun to do and I hope you enjoyed all of this too! The survey is still open for anyone who hasn’t done it but wants to. If I get a huge amount of new responses, I might update this post! But for now, adios!
-mod emily (and mod fritz)
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Peggy Glanville-Hicks (b Melbourne, Dec 29, 1912; d Sydney, June 25, 1990) began her studies at the Melbourne Conservatorium under Fritz Hart. After being awarded a scholarship to the Royal College of Music, Glanville-Hicks studied composition with Ralph Vaughan Willaims, piano with Arthur Benjamin, and conducting with Constant Lambert and Malcolm Sargent. After winning the Octavia Travelling Scholarship, she was able to study with Nadia Boulanger in Paris and Egon Wellesz in Vienna.
After settling in the United States, Glanville-Hicks became widely known as a music reviewer and critic, serving with Virgil Thomas at the New York Herald Tribune. Additionally, her reviews and essays appeared in “Musical America,” “Music & Letters,” “Musical Quarterly,” the “New York Times” and other journals. She contributed ninety-eight entries to the 5th edition of “Grove’s Dictionary of Music.”  
 As a composer, Glanville-Hicks took her inspiration from researching musical styles worldwide. Her travels, supported by grants from the American Academy of Arts and Letters , two Guggenheim Fellowships , a Fulbright Fellowship, and a Rockefeller Grant allowed her to study music throughout the world, including England, Germany, Italy, Greece, Jamaica, Morocco, India, and Australia. She composed for a broad range of instrumentation, as well as wrote operas and ballets. Her “Sonata for Harp” won Most Performed Contemporary Classical Composition at the APRA Music Awards of 1996. Photographed is a copy of Glanville-Hicks’ “Meditation for Orchestra,” held by the UNC Greensboro Special Collections & University Archives.
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Marriage doesn’t mean the end of date nights! 🥰
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Fritz both looks like she’s plotting Nadia’s murder or like she’s secretly enjoying this
probably both
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So I mentioned a while ago that a lot of my OCs from Six Shots are actually based off of Pokemon, as many of them were salvaged from a Pokemon RP I was in. So since I’m bored, here are the characters and what Pokemon they were before being adapted:
Scarlet - Absol
Prim - Gothitelle
Alexis - Scrafty
Nadia - Roserade
Nadia’s deceased sister Dahlia - Lilligant
Valentine - Lucario
Roxanne - Xurkitree
Yuriko - Bisharp
Kristoph - Hydreigon
Hannah - Girafirig 
Fritz - Scolipede
Tara - Durant
Kevin Kilgore - Skarmory
Joshua Thorne - Cacturne
Iris - Gardevoir
Scarlet’s parents Bran and Cassidy - Zoroark
Lilith - Absol
Sofia - Arbok
Loki and Hecate - Absol
Dante - Rapidash
Bianca - Latias
Ozzy - Sceptile
Sakura - Scizor
Michelle - Delcatty
Gemini - Absol (she was an AU Frankenstein combination of Scarlet and Lilith)
Freya - Pheromosa 
Rhiannon - Scizor
Hiro - Accelgor
Lady Kali - Machamp
Master Ishida - Aerodactyl
Armstrong - Buzzwole
Kristopher Kross - Registeel
Talia - Lucario
Vinny - Igglybuff
Rika - Zeraora 
Hojo - Blacephalon 
Orochi - Dragonite
Jet - Hitmonlee
Kirk - Crobat
Giorgio, Dee, and Mr. Viticcio - Metagross, Salazzle, and Carnivine respectively 
Hypnox - Darkrai
Akuba - Claydol
Elvis - Guzzlord
Joanne - Gastrodon
Rusty - Walrein
On a related note, some of the OCs from Genesis  were Pokemon as well:
Nora - Mandibuzz
Rachel - Sneasel
Babette - Eternal Flower Floette
Davy Jones - Dhelmise
And a fun fact: The Triad from The Thief and the Samurai set of OCs - Hope, Serenity, and Faith - are all named after my mom’s cats, though Faith is just a name my mom joked she would name a third cat if she ever got it.
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I really can’t release this to the world without paying homage to a few people who are absolutely crucial to the reason I’m able to share The Longest Sky today. 
To Marisa/@marisa-writes for being my writer-friend for 8 full years, for talking me through the trials and tribulations of writing and sharing, and for always believing in me; 
To Nadia/@justnadia for reading an earlier draft and lifting my spirits about this piece, for talking me through my reservations, and for sending me photos and quotes that reminded her of the story;
To Rachel/@ramblingrachell for becoming my instant friend and volunteering so heartily to look over this huge chunk of work, for being so enthusiastic and for warming my heart every time we speak;
To Kari/@justcloseyoureyesandseee who offered me, by far, the most comprehensive constructive criticism I’ve ever received and who continues to blow me away with her thoughtfulness and intelligence;
And to Steph/@ilivemydaydreamsinmusik, in small part for teaching me weed vocabulary and fixing all my little mistakes, and in much larger part for her unending support: the encouraging cartoons reminding me to write, the music that helped to inspire the story, offering to read it again, and her general aura of coolness and kickass-ness that I aspire to embody in my own writing someday--
Thank you all so much. I hope you know how much you’ve done for me and how grateful I am to have had you be a part of this. I dedicate this to all five of you.
There are so many more of you who spoke words of encouragement to me and/or who expressed interest in what I was working on, and I am forever grateful to you for that. I hope you enjoy the product of your kindness to me! 
Part I: The List
I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.
Emily Brontë, from ‘Wuthering Heights’
1.1 
No amount of fidgeting with the lever or pushing at the ledge with her hands will open the window. It’s only a little opening; a dated semicircular pane no bigger than the surface of her nightstand, but it’s the only way to let in fresh air. And it won’t budge.
“Just use the ceiling fan for air circulation,” Rosen suggests from the doorway. She’s armed with a box of childhood personal items curated by Mom. Ari carried the box in her second suitcase – it put her over the weight limit for the flight as it housed a stack of books from Rosen’s bookshelf, two high school yearbooks, and Polaroid pictures that once hung on a laundry line across Rosen’s bedroom wall arranged into an album. Rosen balances the heavy box on one raised knee as she wipes her sweaty brow and pushes a damp strand of chestnut hair from her face. “That’s what Jacks and I do.”
“I want to open the window,” says Ari, leaning her body weight against the pane without success. “I won’t be able to sleep without it.”
Rosen raises a brow. “Air outside’s no cooler than the air in here.”
August in West Virginia is muggy and damp, but the air conditioning in the house is on the fritz – has been since June, according to Jackson – and Ari doesn’t think she can sleep without fresh air, no matter the humidity. It would be like sleeping in a coffin. Suffocating in a stale box.
It took her an hour in the morning to fix the broken blinds in order to let the light in. She has to let the air in, too.
Rosen sighs. “We can look at it tomorrow. Jackson’s dad repainted the trim outdoors when we moved in; window’s probably painted shut now.”
Ari tries one more time to shift the pane. Without success, she slumps against the wall.
Rosen pauses, still bracing the box on her knee as she peers into the room. “When are you gonna unpack?”
Perhaps she’s confused by the suitcase on the floor that doesn’t fit in the closet or under the tiny twin bed. But the luggage is empty, all the clothes stored snugly into a small chest of drawers and personal products tucked into the drawers of the nightstand.
Ari looks up. “I already did.”
“Oh.” Rosen raises her brows. “I just thought…”
“What?”
She shrugs. “I thought you’d bring your photos, like mine. Or your textbooks – Mom says you’re trying to get into U of R for your master’s. Hell, I even thought you’d bring that ratty old lamb you used to sleep with.”
Ari blinks. For some reason, it surprises her that Mom didn’t tell Rosen about the time Ari threw Lamby away like a candy bar wrapper. It was last winter, right after Louis left and Ari moved back home to Massapequa. Mom cried when she went to take out the garbage and saw Lamby sitting amongst the refuse, his buttoned eyes staring up at her beneath a banana peel and coffee grinds.
“No,” Ari says. Her voice takes on a high and unnatural pitch in her attempt to sound sympathetic, but she has to try. Dr. Sodhi made her see how it frightened her loved ones when she acted too blasé. “I have everything I need.”
Rosen nods, though her lips purse together in a tight smile. “Okay. Just looks a little bland, that’s all.”
It does look bland, Ari notes. The room is cozy, only big enough to house a bed, a dresser, and a nightstand. The wall above the bed features a framed landscape photo of Sutton Lake, West Virginia, snapped in 1987 according to the print. All in all, it’s not unlike a motel room. And a motel room is not unlike Ari: impersonal and vacant, nightstand varnish peeling and wallpaper fading.  
Rosen takes her box down the hallway and wishes Ari goodnight – Ari’s first of many in Tillson City, West Virginia. She’s called her parents to let them know she arrived safely. She’s made her bed with linens Rosen brought in, fresh from the laundry. She’s unpacked her scant few belongings.
This is it. The start of something new in a different state. No parents, no friends, no former flames, no therapists. Just Ari. It’s been Just Ari for a while, but now there are no pretences. Nobody to burden or inconvenience. Nobody to cast her sad smiles or give her pity hugs.
Except for Rosen.
With a gulp of stale air, Ari smoothes her palm over her shorts, feeling the list crinkle in her pocket.
Come one in the morning, Ari’s still not asleep. She tosses and turns on the unfamiliar mattress, a little bit too soft for her liking, with a sheen of sweat dusted across her upper lip. The sweltering temperature of the room isn’t lessened at all by the ceiling fan, which rocks back and forth as it spins and squeaks like it’s on its last legs.
She needs air. She needs it to breathe.
Ari cringes when the hardwood creaks on her way down the stairs, freezing in place in fear of waking Rosen and Jackson. After several seconds, when no sign of movement or change in breath comes from their bedroom down the hall, Ari steels herself and continues down the stairs in a flurry, with stealthy, cat-like steps.
She hasn’t had a chance yet to peer in the garage, though Jackson proudly told her that’s where he intends to store his Harley once he gets his license. She uses the light of her phone to guide her out the front door and across the driveway to the garage. The garage door is new and slides up easily with a quick twist of the latch, though the rest of the structure is so old it seems tilted to its side.
Her light comes in handy again while searching the garage. Rosen and Jackson use it for storage rather than parking space, as is apparent by the couch and dining room table covered in a tarp, all its chairs hanging upside down from the table’s surface. They dragged a U-Haul behind their little Honda from New York full of furniture from their apartment, but the Hawleys had even more to give when they arrived and the garage is where most of it ended up.
Ari climbs over a microwave stand and nearly knocks a floor lamp to the ground, but she makes it to the ladder leaning up against the wall. With a great deal of struggle but very little noise, Ari drags the full ladder out of the garage and onto the driveway. Then she stands it on its feet, rung by rung, and leans it against the side of the house.
She shines the light of her cell phone toward the second storey window. It’s a long way up to the sky, and probably not advised to ascend to the second floor in total darkness. But Ari has to feel the fresh air sweep past her in order to sleep. And what’s more, she can do this.
After steadying the ladder against the house and testing its sturdiness, Ari begins to climb. On the third rung, her foot slips – just for a moment – but it’s enough to encourage her to tuck her phone back into the drawstring of her pajama shorts, using only the light of the moon to guide her.
It’s so dark here. Even on Long Island, city lights brighten the streets at night, casting the sky grey instead of black. In the middle of West Virginia, Ari can look up to the sky and see stars.
Stars, motherfucker, she thinks triumphantly to herself, which nearly causes another ladder accident. With regained footing, she blinks to adjust her eyes to the darkness and continues to climb.
Mom and Dad registered Ari and Rosen for ballet classes when they were young. The instructor staged five-year-old Rosen front row, centre for the final performance, and Rosen pirouetted to perfection even with a wicker basket prop in her hands. Meanwhile, seven-year-old Ari was nestled somewhere on the outskirts of the back row, fumbling with the basket caught on her tutu and ultimately spinning herself into a heap on the floor. There was no ballet class for Ari the next year.
Needless to say, Ari’s lack of balance was never quite rectified, and standing on the tenth rung of a ladder in the darkest part of the night while using her cell phone as a flashlight with one hand and her other hand digging in her pajama pocket for an Exact-o knife puts her well outside the boundaries of her comfort zone.
Then again, Dr. Sodhi suggested more than once that venturing outside her comfort zone could offer opportunity and renewal. That’s what the temporary move to Tillson City is about, after all – separation from the comfort zone. At least, that’s what it means to Ari – to Rosen, it means a helping hand to assist with wedding preparations.
Using the Exact-o knife, Ari applies pressure to the trim, cutting around the ledge where it’s been painted over. The navy-coloured trim doesn’t help with visibility, and she may accidentally cause a few scratches and scrapes during the process, but she figures neither Rosen nor Jackson is likely to haul themselves up here anytime soon to get a close look at the damage.
Her knees shake only once, and she retracts the knife before slowly bending down to grab hold of the ladder to steady her balance. Whoever needed ballet?
With the window trim carved to her liking, Ari slides the blade of the knife underneath the bottom of the window and tries to pry it open using leverage. She’s able to wiggle it around, and with a small crack, she feels it budge. Once she slowly maneuvers the window toward her, she can slide a finger underneath and pull it open the rest of the way, though not without nearly knocking herself in the face first.
And that’s it. She did it.
She climbs down the ladder with more enthusiasm than she had when climbing up. She skips the last rung and hops to the ground, blowing upward to get the hair out of her eyes as she fixes her hands on her hips and stares up at progress. An open window: a doorway to the summer breeze and the song of the birds.
She did that.
Back in her new bedroom, Ari picks up her denim shorts, folded carefully across the top of the dresser, and digs into the front pocket. She removes a crumped piece of paper and unfolds it slowly, wary of tearing the edges. The paper flattens when it’s pressed against the wall, though its creases have been fixtures for weeks now. She uses Scotch tape to adhere it above the light switch. A central location, one she’ll be forced to look at every day.
Mom and Dad knew about the list. They thought it was advice from Dr. Sodhi that Ari was taking to heart.
But it’s not. It’s Ari’s idea. All the ideas on the list are hers. And she is the one who abides by it diligently, her own code to living, because if she doesn’t – if she strays from that self-imposed path – she could go back to Before.
Tillson City is not the place for Before. Tillson City is not the place for After, either. No, Tillson City is very specifically a place for Now.
In the morning, Ari wakes to the sun shining through the small window. The room is still hot, but at least it’s not a stale, muggy heat. She could bask in it for hours if she wanted to. But after a few blinks when her vision comes into focus, she eyes the list taped to the wall.
And she gets up.
She joins Rosen in the kitchen while throwing her uncombed hair into a ponytail, the laces of her gym shoes untied. As Rosen whirls around with a smile, Ari takes a seat at the kitchen table and leans over to take care of her shoes.
“How many eggs? Two or three?” Rosen asks. “Jacks always asks for bacon and eggs on Sundays. Pancakes are on Saturdays – sorry, you missed that one yesterday.”
“Oh.” Ari straightens. “I was just going to eat something small. Maybe a banana. I’m thinking of exploring the area a bit.”
“A banana? What are you, a monkey? That’s not enough,” Rosen counters.
Ari tries to hide her smile. “You sound like Grandma.”
“Well, she’s right. At least have one pancake.”
Ari sighs.
“And I was gonna take you around today. I’ll show you all the local digs – well, the ones that matter, anyway – and we can check out a couple of vendors for the wedding. If we have time, maybe we can go to Charleston so I can stock up the freezer.”  
“Charleston? Isn’t that an hour away?”
Rosen shrugs. “Forty minutes or so. Drive’s not too bad.”
“You drive forty minutes to do your grocery shopping? There’s nowhere close by?”
“There’s the Piggly Wiggly in town, but it’s small. Kroger’s in Charleston’s much better, I think. Don’t tell Jacks, though; he’s sensitive about that kind of stuff. Wants to inject into the Tillson City economy as much as we can. But I feel like I’ve been pretty generous to the local economy in planning the wedding so far, so I don’t mind taking my business elsewhere once in a while.” Rosen finishes whisking the eggs and turns back to the stove, where a pan sizzles with meat and grease. Over her shoulder, she asks, “How many strips of bacon did you say you wanted?”
“None,” Ari replies. More hesitantly, she adds, “I don’t eat meat anymore.”
If there was a record player in the room, now would be when the music came to a grinding halt. Rosen stops stirring and freezes, only her pupils moving as they dart toward Ari. “You don’t eat meat anymore? Like, all meat?”
“All meat.”
From Rosen’s throat bursts a laugh Ari’s never heard from her before: it’s short, harsh, guttural. “Since when?”
“Since three months ago.”
“What?”
A beat passes, and Ari calmly repeats, “Since three months ago.”
“So, like… not for that long.”
Ari shrugs. “I guess not.”
“So…” Rosen struggles to reason, “it’s not like it’s a long term thing.”
“I plan for it to be,” Ari says slowly, “if it goes well. So far, I like how I feel. I’d prefer not to eat meat.”
Once chatting eagerly about her plans for the day, Rosen now regards Ari across the kitchen with an arched brow of skepticism. Then she returns her gaze to the stove, using tongs to flip strips of bacon in the pan, as she mutters, “You didn’t tell us you didn’t eat meat.”
Jackson enters the kitchen in a pair of pajama pants and a rumpled white t-shirt, stopping mid-yawn to observe the exchange between the sisters. His dark hair sticks up in almost every direction, curling well past his ears and down the back of his neck, and Ari half expects Rosen to go after him again about cutting his hair to a reasonable length for the wedding. 
But she doesn’t – her stare is fixed on Ari.
“Sorry.” Ari avoids Jackson’s gaze as she finishes tying the knot on her shoe and lets it fall from the chair to the floor. “I didn’t think it would come up too often. I thought I’d mostly be making my own food.”
“You thought I’d make meals for me and Jacks, but not think about you?” Rosen’s face scrunches in disbelief.
“No, I just… you don’t cook,” Ari admits. Rosen exhales sharply, blinking as if she misheard, and Ari quickly adds, “At least as far as I remember. I thought I’d be doing my own thing most of the time.”
“Uh… okay.” Clearly upset, Rosen gestures to the bacon and eggs heating on the stove. “You’re right, I guess I don’t cook.”
“I didn’t know,” Ari says with a shrug. Her last memory of Rosen attempting to cook in their family home in Long Island, she burned the rice, confused hoisin with soy sauce, and severely undercooked the chicken. It was a miserable stir-fry to swallow and resulted in the Pate family fighting each other for access to the house’s two bathrooms to be sick with food poisoning throughout the night. After that, Rosen declared she was no good at cooking and would rather spend her time outside of the kitchen. “If you’re cooking more now, that’s great.”
“Well, if you won’t eat what I cook, then I guess I don’t cook so much anymore.” Rosen waves a hand through the air.
“I don’t mean for you to have to change anything,” Ari stresses with a huff. “Eat what you want. I’ll fend for myself.”
“We have a tiny enough kitchen as it is without three of us trying to make two separate meals.”
“I’ll wait until you’re done, obviously,” Ari fires back. “I’m not doing this to inconvenience you, Rosen, I—”
“It’s fine.” Jackson inserts himself into the discussion with a nod to Ari. He has a hand on Rosen’s forearm before she can raise it to point a finger. “Rosie. Hey. It’ll be fine, all right? We can all eat together; Ari just won’t eat the meat. We can cook everything separate. Not a big deal.”
Rosen fixes her stare on Ari for another couple of seconds before Jackson’s touch reminds her he’s there. She glances at him and dons a soft smile of gratitude. “Fine. Not a big deal.” Before she returns to the eggs and bacon, she mumbles under her breath with arched brows, “Just wish you’d told us, that’s all.”
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“I said, do you want me to take you around the Hawley house? Ari!”
“What? Whoa!” Ari looks up from her phone to a churning flip in her stomach as Rosen takes a quick turn around the winding West Virginia road. She grabs onto the handle, abandoning the phone in her lap.
“It’s beautiful there – they’ve got a wraparound porch with white pillars, wooden boxes of impatiens on window ledges and everything. True Southern charm. We’re actually thinking of having the rehearsal dinner there. Well, we’re about ninety percent certain, it just seems a bit much to have the wedding reception next door in the barn, too.”
Ari gulps, her head rushing as the car whips around another curve. “What?”
“Jackson,” Rosen declares, ripping her eyes from the road to spare Ari a harsh look. “His family home here in Tillson City. I said: do you want to go?”
Ari shuts her eyes. The world keeps spinning. “Doesn’t matter.”
“Do you want to see it or not?”
“Uh… if you want me to, I guess.”
At her sister’s sigh of annoyance, Ari knows Rosen’s lost her patience with her. Ari’s been distant all day, ever since that final email came in from U of R. It was her last hope – and a long shot, at that – but the deflation she feels is proof that somewhere within her, perhaps just beneath her skin and ready to escape, there still existed some form of hope. Now that it’s gone, the numbness remains.
Everyone promised Ari the lush, rolling hills of West Virginia were the most breathtaking sight her eyes would ever behold. Breathe in the clean air, they said. Open your eyes to nature, they said. You’ll feel your mind and body heal instantly. Old gaping wounds will stitch back together. Aches and pains will dissolve like morning dew in the sun. You’ll stand taller. Raise your chin higher. Feel like a real, human person again. That’s what they said.
Well, they were fucking wrong. As Ari hunches over in her seat and bile rises in her throat, she bitterly thinks that no one bothered to mention the sharp, winding roads and the constant uphill-downhill travel. Rosen’s pointed out the quaint details of Tillson City as they’ve passed by during the day: a charming red farmhouse over here, hunter green woodlands over there, yellow deer crossing signs because they graze everywhere in the winter – but Ari couldn’t follow her gestures, and now she’s on the precipice of very real vomit spilling from her throat all over Rosen’s beige, ancient Honda she lovingly calls Old Man Earl.
“You don’t have an opinion?” says Rosen, unimpressed. “If you want to stop hanging out with me so badly, might as well just say it.”
After a full day of tagging along on Rosen’s errands, passively accompanying her to pick up Jackson’s blazers from the dry cleaner’s and meet a woman from Craigslist one county over to purchase secondhand lanterns to create do-it-yourself centerpieces for the wedding, Ari feels the kind of heaviness that only follows unproductivity; an exhaustion born from listlessness. The kind that sinks into her bones and drags her to the ground.
Staring straight ahead and not sparing her sister a glance, Ari calmly replies, “I’m just tired. But if you want to go to Jackson’s parents’ place, that’s fine.”
“I don’t need to,” Rosen stresses, “I just wanted to show it to you. But if you don’t want to—”
“That’s not what I’m saying.” Ari sighs, long and deep. “Let’s go. I want to see it.”
Her enthusiasm is lackluster at best, but Ari thinks she’s being conciliatory until she catches Rosen’s expression out of the corner of her eye: solemn, pained.
“Sorry,” Ari offers. The word comes out in monotone even though she drummed up all the sympathy she had.
“You know, it wasn’t Mom or Dad who suggested you come out here to stay with me and Jacks until the wedding,” Rosen says.
“I know.”
“It was me.”
Eyes fixed on the flat stretch of road ahead, Ari nods.
“When Mom called me after your accident, I was so scared. She said you were fine, probably wouldn’t even need to stay in the hospital overnight, but I couldn’t stop sobbing. Jacks had to come in and take over the call for me; I couldn’t even talk. I knew things had been bad for a while, Ari, but that night it finally hit me… I realized I could lose you.”
The road whips by, fields of yellow and green. “Rosen…”
“I know we haven’t been close lately. Not since I met Jackson and you moved in with Lou and everything just got… busy. And I didn’t realize that I missed you until that night – until the night I learned I could have lost you forever. So I called Mom first thing the next morning and I told her, when Ari’s ready, I want her to come here. I want her to get away from all that shit in the city and all the people who fucked her over and just… start over. Reset. Tillson City’s not much, but it’s a good place for that.”
Running her tongue along her front teeth, Ari nods.
“It wasn’t just about you,” Rosen’s quick to add. “I wish I could say it was. I wish I could be that selfless, but I’m not. It was about me, too. I wanted you here with me. I wanted to get to know you again. I wanted to be close with you again, like when we were kids. When we had each other’s backs and we told each other everything.” As the car slows in front of a long driveway lined with a canopy of trees, Rosen turns on her blinker and pulls off to the side of the road. She glances at Ari. “I know you’ve been lonely. And, I mean, I’m getting used to a new town, to a new way of life… it’s nice to have someone familiar with me who knows where I’m from. That’s why I’m glad you’re here.” She shrugs, offering a soft smile as she pushes her side bangs behind her ear. “I think we’re supposed to be together right now. I think we need to help each other.”
Mustering a small grin, Ari reaches across the console to pat Rosen’s hand. “Okay,” she agrees. “We can try.”
Rosen’s eyes brighten, but she’s careful not to display too much emotion. She pokes her thumb in the direction of the driveway and says, “This is the Hawley place.”
Ari leans forward to examine the surroundings, though the house is covered by such thick forest it’s impossible to see beyond a bit of evergreen trim.
Sitting back in her seat, she says, “Looks pretty impressive. Let’s check it out.”
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The Tillson City economy isn’t exactly booming. Originally a coal mining town, the population spiked following the first World War and then slowly trickled down beginning in the eighties as the country relied increasingly on alternate fuel sources. These days, a good portion of its residents – Jackson included – work outside of town.
“New businesses are pretty rare,” Rosen tells Ari as they wander downtown on a Wednesday morning, “and if one opens, it usually closes shop within six months.”
That’s why, she explains, she wants to scope out the newly established Kalene’s Garden, across the street from a business called Sherman’s that Rosen claims is Jackson’s friends’ ‘favourite piss-stained hole-in-the-wall dive bar.’
There are plenty of florists in Charleston, forty-five minutes down the road in Kanawha County, but Jackson wants the wedding arrangements to be local, both to benefit the rural economy and to eliminate stress and unpredictability. Kalene’s Garden, according to Rosen, opened only last year after the owner’s husband was dishonourably discharged from the U.S. army and fled the state, leaving her with two young kids and a mortgage.
“I figure she’ll need our money,” Rosen tells Ari with a smile, “so she’ll give me whatever I want for the wedding.”
A little bell jingles overhead as they enter the shop. If possible, it’s even more humid inside than out, but Rosen is the only one who complains. Ari’s immediately taken by the hanging plants in every corner, long vines spilling out from pots and tangling underneath, bright bouquets of lilies and bluebells crowding the counters, and the line of small potted trees leading to what Ari believes to be a greenhouse. In the air is a scent so fresh and sweet that Ari could bottle it. In fact, she finds the whole place charming and serene, even more so because they’re the shop’s only customers.
They’re directed to a small, cluttered office off to the side, where a petite woman in rounded glasses named Sherry presents them with a binder of wedding fodder. Rosen prattles off the details that Ari’s heard over group text or phone or in person a thousand times – the wedding is December sixteenth, to be held in Jackson’s family church, and the bridesmaids are wearing taupe – and she’s looking for the perfect wintry centerpieces to compliment her DIY lanterns and the perfect bridal bouquet, frosty yet soft.
When they get stuck on whether white roses are too bridal or not bridal enough is when they lose Ari completely. She removes herself from the room without either woman batting an eyelash in her direction. Then she roams the shop by herself and finds a small table of succulents that captures her attention longer than any bridal discussion ever could.
Tiny little succulents, unassuming shadows in the background, will outlive all of their floral counterparts. In the right soil, their roots flourish, widening and stretching to absorb the most amount of water in a flood. In a drought, the water storage in their roots is what helps them survive. Ari likes that about them, these smart little plants. They’re planners who take care of themselves, always stockpiled in the event of a waterless apocalypse. Dr. Sodhi kept one in her office, and Ari often stared at it when she went in there and was expected to speak. No matter how she fluctuated up and down, Dr. Sodhi’s succulent was always the same.
“Lookin’ for a friend?”
Ari gasps at the sudden voice, spinning around to face its owner. A woman in a sleeveless white blouse waters a ficus near the cash register. Her lips curl into a small smile, her tight black curls framing high cheekbones.
“Um… my sister’s in the office talking to Sherry about wedding bouquets,” Ari explains.
“What about you?”
“Just browsing.”
“Lookin’ for a friend?” the woman repeats.
Ari blinks. Does she really look that lost and lonely? Her eyes dart around the room before returning to the woman’s sharp face, and she replies tentatively, “Are you… offering?”
The woman laughs heartily, without mocking or scorn. She sets down her watering can and joins Ari at the circular table. “They are friends to us, you know,” she says, grazing her index finger across the top of thick succulent leaves. “Plants of all kinds, really, but succulents especially – they’re so versatile, so adaptable. People can rely on them. They fill a room with company even if a person lives alone.”
“Yeah,” Ari murmurs. Her eyes follow the woman’s long, nimble fingers as she spreads tiny pebbles in the soil surrounding the succulents. “So, um… how many friends do you have?”
The woman chuckles again, deep and warm in her throat. “Well, this is my shop,” she answers, “so I s’pose you could say I’m never without.”
While Rosen leaves the shop that day armed with several printouts and magazines to flip through, Ari pays $3.99 in change for a mini foxtail agave, leaves a brilliant green and opening like a flower. When she gets home, she finds it a nice, heated spot on her window ledge where it can bask in the humidity right under the sun. She spends a long time watching it there. It doesn’t grow, it doesn’t change, it doesn’t move. Maybe it feels that it’s stuck with her for good.
Either way, Ari gives it a couple of tablespoons of water to drink, gently touches its leaves, and mentally ticks off a box on the list above her light switch: Take care of a plant. 
.
A few days later, Rosen is abuzz with excitement because her wedding dress, shipped from Manhattan, is ready for its first fitting with a seamstress in Charleston. When Ari agrees to accompany her as Maid of Honour, Rosen decides they should make a day of it. She packs water bottles in the cup holders of Old Man Earl and loads snacks in her purse as if they’re on a true cross-country voyage instead of spending less time in the car than Ari has spent travelling six blocks in Midtown during rush hour.
But it’s nice that Rosen’s excited about it, and truthfully, Ari doesn’t have anything else to do. They cross a wide bridge to enter the city, and as Ari looks out the window and stares down to the water below, she feels it’s almost like re-entering New York. Almost.
She hasn’t lived in Tillson City for much more than a week, but already she feels overwhelmed by the amount of people outdoors and the number of cars on the road in Charleston. It’s a glamorous riverfront metropolis in comparison to the arid and mountainous Tillson City. It has a movie theatre and a mall and food trucks and an actual skyline – albeit a pathetic one. Adorable, not pathetic, Ari corrects herself.
The sisters wander through the Historic District, where Rosen points out the white-pillared colonial homes that seem to be the inspiration for the Hawley family home back in Tillson City. According to Rosen, she and Jackson aspire to build the same kind of home –“not until after we’ve had two kids, though, or at least not until I’m pregnant with our second”– and they ogle at the beauty of a downtown core embedded in an awning of leafy trees. Ari extends their walk several blocks, despite Rosen’s complaints, in order to log a full ten thousand steps for the day.
They drive to the only mall in town – in fact, the only mall Rosen knows of – and Ari picks out a new pair of yoga pants that are stretchy and cheap, but good enough to get the job done. Rosen finds two cushion covers in JC Penney that perfectly complement the living room set, so they both leave the mall in good spirits.
It’s as they sit on a patio along the waterfront, Ari with an ice water and Rosen with a white wine spritzer, that their pleasant outing turns sour. Ari is content to people-watch along the boardwalk, amused by the amount of people clothed in apparel from West Virginia University – “Take Me Home” and “Forever a Mountaineer” splashed across their chests and the WVU logo embroidered on their ball caps – but Rosen’s got wedding fever and has a hankering to discuss the design for the invitations.
“I don’t really get why wedding invitations are such a huge thing when I could just send out a mass email to all my guests and have their replies instantly,” Rosen muses, scrolling through samples on her phone. “But whatever, they’re pretty.”
“So if the designer gives you his final copy by Thursday and the invitations are printed by Labour Day weekend, when will you send them out?”
“Two months before the wedding,” Rosen answers robotically, having planned these details down to the minutiae. “The deadline to RSVP is two weeks from the wedding date to get the final numbers to the caterers. They’re upset that we’re pushing it that close, actually, since the kitchen at Jacks’ parents’ place is limited and they need to know in advance if they need to rent extra prep space.”
“Why not ask everyone to email you their reply rather than send it back through snail mail?”
“Well, Grandma doesn’t use email,” Rosen points out.
Ari rolls her eyes. “Pretty sure Mom and Dad would send along her RSVP.”
“This is the way wedding invitations are done.”
“Yeah, but people set up wedding websites these days to cut printing costs on RSVP cards and postage. Receiving replies by email would make it so much more efficient and environmentally friendly—”
“The invites are already pretty set in stone,” Rosen cuts her off, adding matter-of-factly, “so.”
Ari shrugs, leaning back in her seat. “All right.”
Rosen takes Ari’s recoil as invitation to lean forward, ensuring the space between them isn’t compromised by an inch. “What about my bachelorette?” she asks with a sly grin.
Eyes on a middle-aged woman lovingly feeding her partner a corn dog with all the high cholesterol fixings, Ari takes a large swig of water and then deigns Rosen a glance. “What about it?”
“What have you planned?”
“I thought it was a secret for the bride.”
“Yeah, but you eventually have to let me know the date, and what I should wear, and if I need to bring pajamas and a toothbrush…”
“Oh.” Ari takes another sip of water, knowing full well that her prolonged silence drives Rosen up the wall. “I’ll let you know, then. So far I’ve only seen that one bar in Tillson City – Sherman’s, I think? – so I don’t think it’ll be much of a surprise.”
Rosen’s spine stiffens as she straightens in her chair, brows turning downward. “Tillson City? My bachelorette is in Manhattan.”
“What?”
“I told you in April that when you plan my bachelorette, plan it in Manhattan.”
“But I thought the bachelorette party took place a week before the wedding.”
“It does.”
“And I thought, with you living here and all the guests travelling here, it might be less stressful to just… have it here.” Ari finishes slowly, the last few words quiet as the creases in Rosen’s forehead plateau into valleys.
“But all my friends are in New York…” Rosen trails.
“You said you had friends here.”
“Those are Jackson’s friends.”
“You said they were your friends, too.”
“Ari!” cries Rosen, her knee jerking into the table and causing two elderly women nearby to look over in shock. “Obviously I want the rest of my bridal party to be at my bachelorette, and the rest of my bridesmaids live in the city. And I want to go to a strip club, like I told you, and I want to do that bachelorette bingo game I sent you that just can’t do in a small town where everybody knows everybody.”
“What game?”
She huffs. “I sent it to you. It’s from Pinterest.”
“Oh.” Ari sips on her water even though her thirst is thoroughly quenched. “I haven’t had the time to look at it yet.”
“You haven’t had time.” Rosen repeats this in monotone, her voice dangerously low.
“No.”
Rosen smacks her lips together. “But you don’t do anything. How can you run out of time when literally nothing is on your schedule?”
Ari pales, but quickly gulps down the sting. “You wouldn’t understand.”
“Nobody would understand! That makes no sense. Honestly, Ari, I gave you this responsibility, like, three months ago, and so far you haven’t done a single thing, which is like…”
Rosen trails off, too frustrated to continue. Ari shouldn’t prompt her, but she can’t help it. “What? It’s like what?”
When Rosen’s eyes lock with hers, they’re hardened and sad. “Do you even want to be a part of my wedding?”
The stare of the elderly ladies one table over fix on her again. Under the spotlight, all Ari can do is nibble on her lower lip.
“Everybody cares about you,” Rosen says, softer now. “I can’t have a conversation with Mom or Grandma without you coming up, even when it’s about my wedding. It’s all Ari’s acting like this or Ari’s off Zoloft again and we all brainstorm ways to help you. God, I even asked you to move out here with me! But you have to do something sometime, Ari. Sitting around waiting for something to happen to you – that’s stupid. Get a job, go on a date, plan my bachelorette! Whether it’s for yourself or for someone else, just do something.”
Ari doesn’t reply.
Dr. Sodhi once told her that in situations where she feels so misunderstood she doesn’t know where to begin, it’s sometimes best to let the yeller do the yelling and not say anything at all.
.
Ari’s alarm sounds at precisely 7:30 a.m. She spends five minutes listening to the gentle rustling in the house: footsteps up and down the stairs, the coffee grinder buzzing in the kitchen.
Must go on a hike. Hiking today. Today is about hiking.
Focused repeats of the day’s purpose help her throw off the covers and sit up. It’s easier to get out of bed this way. It’s easier than it used to be, anyway. Ari squeezes her eyes shut to forget the days she’d get out of bed at four in the afternoon, showering in just enough time before Louis got home to spare herself his groaning about how she’d done nothing since he’d left for work in the morning.
She uses a small spray bottle to spritz her succulent, just enough until its leaves are dewy and hydrated. It basks in the sun, and Ari imagines that if it had a face, that face would be smiling.
When she descends the stairs, Jackson is hopping into the car on his way to work with Rosen sending him off at the door. It’s enough time for Ari to slip around the corner unnoticed to pour a quart of water into her bottle from a pitcher in the fridge. She refills the pitcher with water from the faucet and is halfway through her water bottle when Rosen enters in her fluffy bathrobe, wisps of hair sticking out of her messy ponytail.
“How do you not get sick chugging that much water on an empty stomach?” she asks, upper lip curling in revulsion.
“It kickstarts my system,” Ari replies after a loud gulp. She stands with a hand on her hip. “Flushes out toxins. Improves blood flow to my brain, keeps me in a good mood.”
Standing stock still, Rosen uncurls her lip but says with a shrug, “Whatever.”
“You should try it.”
“Not interested.” She pointedly moves across the kitchen to the hot pot of coffee left for her by Jackson. “Two cups of Joe is what mama needs.”
Ari doesn’t bother arguing. She finishes the rest of her water bottle while Rosen pours herself a steaming mug of coffee, and then she turns her attention to the weather. It’s a beautiful summer day, eighty degrees and clear. Ari’s wandered the neighbourhood and figured out the roads close to home, but she hasn’t tried any of the woodland trails yet. She aches to be sheltered by a rooftop of trees, golden rays poking through the leaves.
Plenty of sunlight. That’s an item on her list, and she should start paying more attention to it while the August sun is still here.
“Do you want to hike with me?” she asks Rosen. “I think I’m gonna go through the forest at the end of the road. Jackson said it’s a nice walk.”
“Um…” Rosen trails, focused on pouring the milk, “what time?”
“Ten minutes? Fifteen?” Ari suggests.
“Oh. Then no.”
Ari’s shoulders slump. “We could go later this morning if you want.”
“I have those paint samples from Benjamin Moore to try on the bedroom walls,” Rosen replies with a cavalier shrug.
“This afternoon, then?”
“Well, hopefully I’ll be able to find a swatch that I like and then go back to the store to get them to mix it.” She looks to Ari with a gasp, stumbling upon a great idea. “You should come!”
“To Madison?”
“If they have the paint colour I want. Wanna come?”
Ari definitely didn’t coax herself out of bed this morning to sample paint chips. “I don’t know. Maybe.”
“What do you mean? What else are you doing?”
“Hiking.”
“You said you were gonna do that now.”
“I was trying to find a time we could go together!” Ari speaks through a laugh, though her lips don’t curve into a smile. “Sorry – backing up – are you interested in a hike or not?”
“Not,” Rosen says simply.
“Fine. That’s all you had to say.” Ari refills her water bottle from the pitcher in the fridge, adding on her way out, “See you later, then.”
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Ari packs a couple of snacks for her hike and stays outdoors until early afternoon, when her quads ache in the most accomplished way from the uneven terrain on the hills. After she showers, Rosen has only just begun to swatch paint samples on the walls of the bedroom she shares with Jackson, so Ari lets herself out onto the back patio, barefoot, and finds herself dialling home. Nobody picks up.
It’s a couple of minutes before her cell rings, Home alight on the screen.
“Hi, Mom.”
“Ari, hi,” gushes Ana Pate. “I heard the phone ring but I was outside watering the plants. I forgot how long it takes!”
“That’s because I always do it for you.”
“I know. You do my weeding, too. I’m missing that.”
“That’s what you miss, huh?” Ari says dryly.
Ana chuckles. “Of course not. Miss everything about you. How are things going? Rosen says you’re developing a routine.”
“Yeah.” Ari stretches her legs in the sun and tries to ignore the icky feeling that Rosen’s been speaking to their mother about Ari’s schedule. “I’ve been doing okay. Keeping consistent, I guess. Which is good – for me, at least.”
“For anybody,” Ana insists. Ari’s not quite so sure.
“How are you and Dad?”
“Oh, fine. He’s out right now picking up a few things for dinner. I’m sure that man will come back with a steak even though I told him no red meat until the wedding. Do you know how much it costs?”
“Red meat or the wedding?”
“Both. We’re on a diet, both of us. At least until the cheque’s cleared.”
“Hmm, yeah. It’s all about Rosen’s wedding.” Ari cringes, instantly aware that her attempt to sound lighthearted has miserably failed.
“Well, it is exciting. And just remember: she’ll be excited for you, too, when the time comes.”
Ari clears her throat. She has to hear enough about the fucking wedding now that she’s living with Rosen full time.
“So, um… has any mail come for me?”
“Mail? You mean like a letter?”
“Yeah. Maybe yesterday or late last week?”
“I don’t think so. Maybe a credit card bill. Why?”
“Nothing,” Ari says quickly. To Ana’s expectant silence, she caves. “I was hoping to hear back from Fordham about that continuing education course.”
“Oh, honey. This late in the summer?”
“Yeah.” Ari casts her eyes down. “It was a long shot, I guess.”
“Well…” Ana sighs – a sigh Ari knows far too well. A sigh of sympathy, of sadness, of surrender. And Mom only uses it with her. “It’s probably for the best, don’t you think? You don’t want to be doing too much too soon. You should rest.”
“I can’t rest, Mom,” Ari says. “I can’t just do nothing anymore. I need to be busy; I need to keep my mind active.”
“You need to heal,” Ana says firmly. “You’ve been through a lot. Your mind needs a break.”
“I need to have purpose,” Ari insists. “Otherwise, I—I’ll sink into that dark place again.”
Another sigh. Then Ana says, “Well, I’m sure Rosen will keep you busy the next couple of months with the wedding. That should help.”
Ari rolls her eyes. “You might be shocked to learn that devoting my life to her wedding doesn’t exactly give me a lot of purpose.”
“Oh, Ari!” Ana snaps. “You have purpose, and you know that. That’s what you and Dr. Sodhi spent so long talking about. I’m sorry you didn’t get into a school this term, but I have to be honest, I really don’t think that’s what you should be focusing on right now. I don’t want you to get bogged down in an intensive program that you’re not as interested in as you thought you might be. If you go back to school, it should be because you have something in particular you want to study, not because you want to keep yourself busy. That’s running from your problems, honey. You know better than that.”
After a long pause, Ari gulps. “That’s not what you said to Rosen when she got into NYU Law.”
“Well, those were different circumstances. Rosen had a clear path for her future.”
“Was dropping out before the end of first term part of her clear path?”
“Don’t do that, Ari. Don’t be unfair. She followed her heart. Now she and Jackson are about to get married, so I think she’s happy with her decision.”
Ari says nothing.
“You know, you are doing something meaningful,” Ana adds softly. “You’re there for your little sister when she really needs you. She’s juggling planning a wedding and becoming a homeowner in a strange new town – she’s just as overwhelmed as you are.”
At this, Ari shuts down. The ‘just as [insert adjective here] as you are’ measure of relatability is, in fact, the opposite of relatable.
But it does remind her why she’s here, six hundred miles from home and cut off from everyone she’s ever known other than immediate family. It’s not just to get a grip on herself. It’s not just to help Rosen prepare for the wedding. It’s to give her parents a break. To let them pretend, for a few months, that their daughters are both happy, healthy, functioning adults who are making progress and being independent in the world.
The truth is that they only have one of those daughters, and she’s not Ari.
.
In the afternoon, Ari declines Rosen’s second invitation to join her in Madison to pick up a gallon of Palm Desert paint, which is “richer than Sepia but not as dark as Café Royal”, in favour of returning to the Tillson City downtown core. She takes Jackson’s bicycle, which is a little rickety and not adjusted to her height, but it carries her safely to town. She parks outside of Kalene’s Garden, where there is not a bike rack in sight. Ari  hopes against all New York City hope the bike has little chance of being stolen.
Inside, she runs across the same woman who helped Rosen with her wedding flowers.
“I remember you,” says the woman whose eyes peer over thick bifocals. “You were here for the Hawley wedding.”
“I remember you, too,” Ari says. “You’re Sherry.”
“That’s right.” The woman holds out her hand to shake over the cash register. “And what’s your name again, dear?”
“I’m Ari.”
Sherry pauses with a slight frown. “Ari? I remember Jackson Hawley’s fiancée having a floral sort of name…”
When the ladies in the Massapequa hair salon used to mix them up, Ari used to joke that she hoped they didn’t give her Rosen’s ridiculously-shaped bangs. Lightheartedness doesn’t come easily anymore, so she replies evenly, “That’s my sister, Rosen.”
“Oh, of course. Rosen! What a pretty name.”
Ari blinks. “Yeah.”
“Well, what can I do for you, dear?”
Ari slips her backpack off of her shoulders and begins to unzip it. “Actually, I was wondering if Kalene is here? I wanted to speak with her if possible. It won’t take long.”
“I’m sure she can spare a bit of time,” Sherry says with a smile. She leans over the register again to point down the aisle. “She’s just in the office. She won’t mind if you give a knock on the door.”
Ari thanks her, but still she approaches the office on light feet, wary of disturbing the peace. She doesn’t want to be a bother. She doesn’t want Kalene to think she’s entitled or overbearing. She should just go home. She should just save everyone the grief.
She knocks on the door.
“Come in.”
Knuckles white, Ari pushes open the door and sticks her head inside. When she spies Kalene at the desk, her hair tamed in a low bun and her ruffled military green blouse complimenting her skintone, she pastes a smile on her face. Even when she spots a toddler seated on the floor with building blocks surrounding him, Ari can’t hide her smile.
Kalene holds up her head, her impossibly long neck elegant and straight. “You’re back,” she says warmly.
“Yeah—yes,” Ari stammers. She clutches the papers in her hand, certainly creasing them but too nervous to care. “I can come back, though, if this is a bad time—”
“Come on in. Take a seat.”
Ari obeys, lightly closing the door behind her. The office is humid, a little box of a room stuffed with binders and papers, a computer, and potted plants on every surface: the desk, the bookshelf, the window ledge. There’s just enough room on the floor for the toddler – a little boy, no more than a year old – and his small lunchbox full of toys.
“This is Mekhi,” she says, gesturing to the boy, “my youngest.” She reaches out to pet the back of his head. “Sometimes he comes with me to work when his auntie falls through on babysitting – don’t you, Mekhi? Hmm?”
He stares up at his mother adoringly, wooden block in his mouth and molten brown eyes blown wide.
“He’s adorable,” Ari says with a laugh, “and very good at building blocks.”
“The civil engineer of the family,” Kalene jokes. “So,” she continues, closing the binder in front of her, “what brings you back?”
Ari sucks in a breath, and just as promptly exhales. “I just—um,” she starts, glancing down at the resume in her hands, “I have a—I wanted to ask if you…”
She shakes her head, inwardly cringing. With another short breath, she looks up.
“I was looking for a friend,” she blurts out, “the other day, when you asked. I’m looking for a lot of things, I think.”
She pauses, wincing at Kalene’s possible reaction, but the woman is straight-faced, listening intently, and scrutinizing Ari with a thoughtful expression.
So she goes on, “I make myself these roadmaps—lists, really—to help me get through each day, but they don’t mark with an X what I’m searching for, so I’m really going on nothing. I realize this is really not a convincing preamble, but I just wanted to tell you that… I really like it here. In your shop. It makes me feel, um… warm? Not physically, but, like, inside of me. I feel warm when I’m here, and I feel in good company, and… that means something to me.” She hesitates. Then, swallowing her fears, she finishes, “I know what it’s like to not feel anything at all, so when I do feel something – anything – I latch onto it. I don’t want to forget it. And, um… I want to work here. Volunteer, even. If you’ll let me, even for just a few hours every week. I just want to spend time, if that’s okay.”
When Ari takes a breath, Kalene is smiling again. Maybe it’s not the shop, but Kalene herself who emanates warmth.
That’s a new thought. Ari hasn’t felt warmth from another human since Louis, and that was long, long ago. It was the sort of warmth that dulled over time until one day, she convinced herself she’d imagined it was ever there in the first place.
“What’s your name?” Kalene asks.
“Oh. Sorry.” Ari thrusts her resume into Kalene’s hands. “I’m Ari Pate. Rosen’s sister. She’s marrying Jackson Hawley, if that means anything to you.”
“It doesn’t,” Kalene confirms. With a quick look at the very top of Ari’s resume, Kalene promptly hands it back to her. Ari’s heart sinks. “Ariana,” she reads.
“That’s my full name, yes. Um, I—I have a degree in Molecular Biology with a minor in Environmental Science, and I know that seems heavy, but I think if you look at my experience, you’ll agree that I—”
Kalene holds up her hand, effectively sealing Ari’s lips together. “Would you like to come back tomorrow, Ariana?”
“For an interview?” Once again, Ari offers her resume.
Kalene declines. “For a training session. An orientation, let’s call it.”
Ari’s breath comes out in a gust. The blood drains from her head in a moment of surrealism. “Really?”
“Of course.”
“You don’t want to see my resume?”
“If you want me to look at it, then I will. But we’re a small shop, as you can see, and this is our passion. So it bodes well, to me, that it gives you a good feeling to be here. Those are the people I want to work with – not the ones with the most impressive resumes. At the end of the day, all those words on paper mean nothing. It’s what you put forth in action that carries weight.”
Ari nods slowly, more in awe of this beautiful woman than ever. Is she going fucking crazy, or was that the smartest thing anyone’s ever said to her?
“I’ll be back tomorrow. Count on it,” says Ari, rising to her feet. She nudges a few stray blocks at Mekhi with the tip of her sole. He reaches for one particular block and looks up at Ari with a sloppy, saliva-coated grin.
“Ten o’clock,” says Kalene, opening her binder as Ari takes her leave. “We’ll put you to work.”
.
Ari volunteers at Kalene’s on Wednesday and Thursday, five hours each day. Her shoulder-length hair curls and frizzes in the humid shop, and for the first time, that’s the biggest of her concerns. Kalene shows her how to water the irises in the plant basket, and in return, Ari tells Kalene what she knows about the structural biology of roses.
By Thursday night, though her thighs hurt from crouching to tend to the plants, Ari feels satisfied to near delirium. She’s come home with two new succulents: a beautiful kiwi aeonium with deep pink, outlined leaves, and one called a jelly bean, whose leaves look like just that. She arranges them next to the foxtail on her window and admires them with pride. Pride – a swell in her chest she’s not felt since that A in organic chemistry in junior year, all those years ago.
When she finally leaves her room to steep a mug of sleepytime tea – for a better, more peaceful sleep, it promises – voices filter up the stairs. She descends slowly, wary of disturbing Rosen and Jackson in the living room but unable to boil water in the kitchen without passing them.
“He’s single right now; he’s probably looking for someone,” Rosen says.
“I think you’re confused. Luke doesn’t look for someone, he finds someone,” Jackson chuckles.
“So maybe he could find her.”
“It’s not a good match, Rosie.”
“Why not?”
“You know why.”
“I don’t see what the problem is. He’s a nice guy, he’s a longtime friend of yours, and I don’t see why it would be crazy to introduce him to Ari.”
Ari’s ears burn at the sound of her name. On high alert, she speeds her pace to the bottom of the stairs. Cuddled on the couch, Jackson and Rosen meet her eyes.
“Hey!” Rosen exclaims, using a hand on Jackson’s thigh to stabilize herself as she moves to the edge of the couch. “Great news: I ran into Jacks’ friend, Luke, in town and told him my sister was staying with me for a while. We chatted about you a bit. He seemed really interested.”
Blankly, Ari says, “Interested in what?”
“In you, of course. We thought it would be fun if you two met.”
Ari blinks. “What?”
“Tomorrow night. At Sherman’s – you know, that little dive bar downtown.”
“It’s not a dive bar,” Jackson interjects in offense.
“Then what is it?”
“It’s a local establishment.”
“It’s a dive bar.”
“No, it’s a neighbourhood pub,” he argues. “The owners keep it clean, and yeah, sometimes it can get rowdy in there, but in general folks go there for a drink after the game, to listen to some live music, to socialize.”
“I still think it’s a dive bar,” Rosen says with a shrug.
Jackson rubs a palm over his forehead. “People ‘round here don’t think of it that way, so you best watch how you speak of it in front of them.” Redirecting his attention to Ari, he adds, “It’s charming, don’t worry. It’s a lot of fun there.”
“I didn’t say it’s not fun, Jackson,” Rosen snaps. “I know it’s fun; I always have fun there.”
“You mean the one time you came with me?” he deadpans.
Rosen huffs in annoyance and promptly looks away from him, maintaining eye contact with Ari. “Luke’s really great,” she gushes. “He’s been working full-time at the DMV since high school and word has it he’s got a lot saved up. He wants to buy a plot of land and fix up a house right here in town to be close to family and friends. Oh, and he was on the football team in high school with Jacks. He’s really built.”
Jackson stares expressionlessly at the back of Rosen’s head.
Ari looks from Rosen to Jackson and back to Rosen again. Rosen might very well be holding her breath until Ari gives a definitive answer, so after prolonging the torture another few seconds, Ari slowly says, “He sounds… great.”
With a triumphant exhale, Rosen shoulders slump with a satisfied smile. She softens, tipping her head to the side in that telltale display of sympathy Ari knows far too well. “It might be good for you. You and Louis broke up, like, a year ago—”
“Six months ago.”
“—and I’m sure you’ve been lonely. I mean, I know you have, and that’s why you’re here. And you’re trying all this new stuff lately, like yoga and vegetarianism and whatever, so why not try a blind date? Honest, I think you’ll have fun.”
Ari groans internally. It’s times like these when having no one who cared for her would be easier to manage – there would be no one to disappoint, no one to have to humour. Even though Rosen’s arrangement sounds like absolute misery, Ari knows she’ll still end up doing it. For Rosen. And that’s a fucking kicker.
“Can’t he come here instead?” Ari asks. “That way there’s less pressure, especially if you guys are here to help if the conversation gets slow.”
Rosen scrunches her nose, repulsed. “You don’t invite someone to your house for a blind date,” she says, as if common blind date etiquette is written in stone. “How is that less pressure? You meet in a social setting so if they turn out to be a murderer, everyone hears your screams.”
“That is comforting,” Ari says dryly.
“Okay. Rosie, stop,” Jackson says, nudging Rosen in the back. He leans forward to take control of the conversation. “Luke’s a good guy. He’s not a murderer, for Christ’s sake. He’s the one who suggested meeting at Sherman’s, so it’s probably best to follow through with that. Besides, Rosie and I are out tomorrow night – it’s Sawyer’s birthday in Charleston.”
Rosen sags with the event reminder, seemingly not too thrilled to attend the birthday celebration of Jackson’s older brother, who lives and works as a corporate lawyer in Charleston.
“Oh!” Rosen cries. “But we can drop you off on our way there!”
It’s not quite the consolation prize Ari hoped for. Her eyes shake as she fights not to let them roll. “Great.”
“So you’ll go?”
Rosen’s lips form a pleading pout. Jackson sighs in defeat. As for Ari, well, she was doomed from the moment she walked down the stairs.
“Fine. I’ll go.”
Photo Credits: Anton Darius, Jesse Summers
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September 16 in Music History
1557 Birth of composer Jacques Mauduit.
1770 FP of Haydn: "Le Pescatrici" Esterháza.
1782 Death of Italian castrato Farinelli in Bologna.
1800 Birth of composer Jozef Nowakowski.
1800 FP of Francoise Boieldieu's opera The Caliph of Bagdad in Paris.
1844 Birth of French flutist and conductor Claude Paul Taffanel in Bordeaux. 
1847 Birth of composer Albert Ross Parsons.
1849 Birth of German violist and composer Hermann Ritter in Wismar. 
1887 Birth of French music composition teacher Nadia Boulanger in Paris. 
1891 Birth of Polish composer Czeslaw Marek in Przemysl. 
1895 Birth of Polish-German composer Karol Rathaus in Tarnopol. 
1896 Death of Brazilian composer Antonio Carlos Gomes in Belém. 
1899 Birth of Hungarian conductor Hans Swarowsky in Budapest.
1903 Birth of composer Richard Hall.
1908 Birth of Austrian-American soprano Hertha Glaz in Vienna. 
1919 Birth of composer Milan Harasta.
1919 Birth of composer Sven-Erik Bäck.
1920 Enrico Caruso made his last recording for Victor Records in Camden, NJ.
1921 Birth of composer Fritz Geißler.
1925 Birth of American guitarist Charlie Byrd. 
1925 Death of Austrian composer Leo Fall. 
1925 FP in Broadway of Vincent Youmans musical comedy No No Nanette, in NYC. 
1936 Birth of Italian conductor Piero Gamba in Rome.
1941 Birth of English educator Ian Horsburgh.
1942 Birth of American electroacoustic composer Canary Burton in Moscow, Idaho.
1945 Birth of Japanese composer Nagako Konish in Agematsu.
1949 Birth of American composer Wayne Peppercorn in Cincinnati, OH.
1952 Birth of American composer Joseph Waters in Jackson, MI.
1958 Birth of American composer Gregg Wager in Adrian, MI.
1959 FP of Rota: "Lo scoiattolo in gamba" Venice (1959).
1965 FP of sacred music composed by Duke Ellington at Grace Cathedral in San Francisco, CA.
1966 Opening of new MET Opera House with FP of Samuel Barber's Anthony and Cleopatra with Leontyne Price in NYC.
1976 Birth of Elīna Garanča a Latvian operatic mezzo-soprano.
1977 Death of soprano Maria Callas in Paris.
1980 Louise M. Davies Symphony Hall officially opened in San Francisco.
1995 FP of Harrison Birtwistle's Panic for alto sax, drummer, and orchestra, at the final concert of the Centenary Proms with the BBC Symphony conducted by Andrew Davis, with John Harle,sax and Oauk Clarvis, drums; at Royal Albert Hall in London.
1999 FP of Libby Larsen's Solo Symphony by the Colorado Symphony, Marin Alsop conducting.
2002 Greece honors the memory of the New York-born opera diva Maria Callas with a series of concerts and exhibitions marking the 25th anniversary of her death.
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Berthold Beitz – Ein unruhiges Leben
Regie Dror Zahavi ∙ Kamera Gero Steffen ∙ Schnitt Fritz Busse  ∙ Szenbild Gabriele Wolff ∙ Casting Mai Seck ∙ Kostümbild Verena Reuter ∙ Ton Josef Pörzchen ∙ Make-up Nadia Homri Mit u.a. Sven-Eric Bechtolf ∙ Edgar Selge ∙ Maya Gorkin ∙ Benjamin-Lew Klon In der Mitte der 1970er Jahre gehört die Firma Krupp zu den größten deutschen Industrieunternehmen. Doch es ist ins Straucheln gekommen und kämpft ums Überleben. Berthold Beitz (Sven-Eric Bechtolf) gehört zu den wenigen Männern, die noch glauben, das Unternehmen retten zu können. Seit über 20 Jahren lenkt er bereits die Geschicke von Krupp. Wenn er eins gelernt hat, dann, dass das wichtigste Kapital der Firma noch immer sein guter Name ist. Kurzerhand entschließt sich Beitz zu einem außergewöhnlichen Schritt: Er beauftragt den Historiker Golo Mann (Edgar Selge) damit, ein Buch über Krupp zu schreiben. Damit begegnen sich gleichzeitig auch zwei Männer, die unterschiedlicher nicht sein könnten. Berthold Beitz hat sich aus einfachen Verhältnissen hochgearbeitet und war schon immer ein Sonnyboy, der gerne anpackt. Golo Mann hingegen ist von Beruf Sohn und Melancholiker. Während der eine mit der Vergangenheit abschließen will, entwickelt der andere zunehmend Interesse an dessen Geschichte: In Polen rettete Beitz im Zweiten Weltkrieg Hunderten Juden das Leben, wie kommt er nun dazu, mit den Tätern von damals zu arbeiten, und Krupp, das einst als "Waffenschmiede der Nation" galt, retten zu wollen? Golo Mann will dem Rätsel auf die Spur kommen. WDR ∙ ARD Degeto ∙ Produktion Zeitsprung Entertainment ∙ Verleih Das Erste
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BGO Staff Picks 2018
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The fine folks who put in the work behind the counters at Beat Goes On stores all over the world have humbly submitted for you their lists of their most favourite albums, movies, TV shows, games, concerts and other miscellany for your approval.  Enjoy responsibly.
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Aiden
Albums
1. Foxing - Nearer My God
2. mewithoutYou - Untitled
3. boygenius - boygenius ep
4. Courtney Barnett - Tell Me How You Really Feel
5. Thrice - Palms
Concerts
1. The XX
2. Foxing
3. Toe
4. mewithoutYou
5. Tokyo Police Club
Chris
Albums
1. Jim James - Unified Distortion
2. Voidz - Virtue
3. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
4. Johnny Marr - Call The Comet
5. Gorillaz - Not Now
6. Greta Van Fleet - Album Of The Peaceful Army
7. Roger Daltrey - As Long As I Have You
8. Iggy Pop & Underworld - Tea Time Dub Encounters
9. Mudhoney - Digital Garbage
10. Neil Young - Songs For Judy
Television
1. GLOW
2. Dark Tourist
3. Kominsky Method
4. Final Space
5. Comedians In Cars Getting Coffee
Films
1. Sherlock Gnomes
2. Incredibles 2
3. Peter Rabbit
4. The Grinch
5. Hotel Transylvania 3
Justin
Albums
1. Neil Young - Songs For Judy
2. Alice In Chains - Rainer Fog
3. Johnny Marr - Call The Comet
4. Jack White - Boarding House Reach
Films
1. Avengers: Infinity War
2. Black Panther
3. Mission Impossible: Fallout
Concerts
1. Dinosaur Jr. at Danforth Music Hall, Toronto
2. Jack White at Budweiser Gardens, London
Karen
Albums
1. A Perfect Circle - Eat The Elephant
2. Johnny Marr - Call The Comet
3. Leon Bridges - Good Thing
4. Arctic Monkeys - Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
5. MGMT - Little Dark Age
Rob
Albums
1. Janelle Monae - Dirty Computer
2. Young Fathers - Cocoa Sugar
3. Dan Mangan - Love Is Magic
4. MGMT - Little Dark Age
Films
1. A Quiet Place
2. Upgrade
3. Annihilation
4. Mario
5. Black Panther
Games
1. Spider-Man
2. Starlink: Battle For Atlas
3. Hitman 2
4. A Way Out
5. Donut Country
Concerts
1. Broken Social Scene at Supercrawl, Hamilton
BURLINGTON
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Julie
Albums
1. Gorillaz - The Now Now
2. Beach House - 7
3. Mitski - Be The Cowboy
4. Arctic Monkeys - Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
5. Cat Power - Wanderer
Films
1. The Meg
2. Black Panther
3. Coco
4. Avengers: Infinity War
5. Bohemian Rhapsody
Katelyn
Albums
1. Mother Mother - Dance & Cry
2. A Perfect Circle - Eat The Elephant
3. Gorillaz - The Now Now
4. Metric - Art Of Doubt
5. Florence + The Machine - High As Hope
Films
1. Deadpool 2
2. Spider-Man: Into The Spiderverse
3. Black Panther
4. Coco
5. Incredibles 2
Games
1. Life Is Strange: Before The Storm
2. Shadow Of The Tomb Raider
3. Detroit: Become Human
4. Spider-Man
5. The Walking Dead: The Final Season
Lana
Albums
1. Metric - Art Of Doubt
2. Mother Mother - Dance & Cry
3. Muse - Simulation Theory
4. Gorillaz - The Now Now
5. Florence + The Machine - High As Hope
Films
1. Black Panther
2. Deadpool 2
3. Ocean’s 8
4. Annihilation
5. The Spy Who Dumped Me
Mike
Albums
1. Arctic Monkeys - Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
2. Jack White - Boarding House Reach
3. Mitski - Be The Cowboy
4. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
5. Courtney Barnett - Tell Me How You Really Feel
Games
1. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
2. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
3. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
4. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
5. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
Sean
Albums
1. Mitski - Be The Cowboy
2. Parquet Courts - Wide Awake
3. Kero Kero Bonito - Time ‘n’ Place
4. Brockhampton - Iridescence
5. Courtney Barnett - Tell Me How You Really Feel
Films
1. Hereditary
2. Annihilation
3. Suspiria
4. Mandy
5. Eighth Grade
Games
1. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
2. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
3. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
4. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
5. Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
Steph
Albums
1. Dear Rouge - Phases
2. Metric - Art Of Doubt
3. Now Now - Saved
4. Frank Turner - Be More Kind
5. Chvrches - Love Is Dead
Films
1. Crazy Rich Asians
2. Black Panther
3. Love, Simon
4. A Simple Favor
5. Widows
Games
1. Shadow Of The Tomb Raider
2. Life Is Strange: Before The Storm
3. Detroit: Become Human
4. Spider-Man
5. The Walking Dead: The Final Season
CAMBRIDGE
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Alex
Albums
1. Tesseract - Sonder
2. A Perfect Circle - Eat The Elephant
3. The Ocean - Phanerozoic I: Palaezoic
4. Judas Priest - Firepower
5. Between The Buried & Me - Automata II
Films
1. Solo: A Star Wars Story
2. Ready Player One
3. Avengers: Infinity War
4. Annihilation
5. Bohemian Rhapsody
Games
1. Red Dead Redemption II
2. Sea Of Thieves
3. God Of War
4. Detroit: Become Human
5. A Way Out
Angela
Albums
1. Arctic Monkeys - Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
2. Muse - Simulation Theory
3. Twenty-One Pilots - Trench
4. Sleep - The Science
Films
1. Bohemian Rhapsody
2. Venom
3. Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes Of Grindelwald
4. Deadpool 2
5. Spider-Man: Into The Spiderverse
Josh
Albums
1. Kurt Vile - Bottle It Up
2. A Perfect Circle - Eat The Elephant
3. Courtney Barnett - Tell Me How You Really Feel
4. Harm’s Way - Post Human
5. Judas Priest - Firepower
Films
1. Avengers: Infinity War
2. Venom
3. Halloween
4. Deadpool 2
5. Ready Player One
Kayla
Albums
1. Moby - Everything Was Beautiful & Nothing Hurt
2. The Decemberists - I’ll Be Your Girl
3. Sleep - The Sciences
4. Jonathan Davis - Labyrinth
5. 30STM - America
Films
1. Black Panther
2. Avengers: Infinity War
3. Bohemian Rhapsody
4. Venom
5. Ant-Man & The Wasp
Games
1. World Of Warcraft: Batle for Azeroth
Shane
Albums
1. Sleep - The Sciences
2. Brian Fallon - Sleepwalkers
3. Oh Sees - Smote Reverser
4. Kamasi Washington - Heaven & Earth
5. Chvrches - Love Is Dead
Hon. Mentions: Nine Inch Nails - Bad Witch, Black Panther OST
Television
1. Disenchantment
2. Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina
3. Final Space
4. Haunting Of Hill House
5. Hilda
Films
1. Black Panther
2. Spider-Man: Into The Spiderverse
3. A Quiet Place
4. Avengers: Infinity War
5. Isle Of Dogs
Hon. Mentions: Aquaman, Bumblebee, Happytime Murders
Vinyl
1. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles OST (1990)(Orange & Green Vinyl)
2. Fritz The Cat (Picture Disc)
3. Chris Cornell - When Bad Does Good (7″ w/Mother Love Bone Cover B-Side)
4. Primus reissues
5. Jason Isbell & The 400 Unit - Live At The Twist & Shout
GUELPH
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Jake
Albums
1. Sleep - The Sciences
2. Sumac - Love In Shadow
3. High On Fire - Electric Messiah
4. YOB - Our Raw Heart
5. Baptists - Beacon Of Faith
Joel
Albums
1. mewithoutYou - Untitled LP & Untitled EP
2. Ben Howard - Noonday Dream
3. Slow Machete - Ola Mala
4. Mark Kozelek - Mark Kozelek
5. My Epic - Ultraviolet
Albums Discovered While Reading Year End Lists
1. Typhoon - Offerings
2. The Magic Lantern - To The Islands
3. Barbarossa - Lier
4. Valley Maker - Rhodedendron
5. Bas Jan - Yes I Jan
Films
1. Transit
2. Annihilation
3. An Elephant Sitting Still
4. State Kitchen
5. Our Time
Steve
Albums
1. Efrim Manuel Menuck - Pissing Stars
2. (Ph)authers - (Ph)authers
3. Smallertide - All Among The Northern Lights
4. Tim Hecker - Konoyo
5. Hifiklub & Lee Ranaldo - In Doubt Shadow Him
6. Nadia Struiwigh - WHRRu
7. Hibernis - Middle Of The Meds
8. Felicia Atkinson & Jefre Cantu Ledesma - Limpid As The Solitudes
9. Low - Double Negative
10. Foudre! - Kami
KITCHENER
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Brady
Albums
1. Neko Case - Hell-On
2. Arctic Monkeys - Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
3. Kamasi Washington - Heaven & Earth
4. John Coltrane - Both Directions At Once: The Lost Album
5. Esperanza Spalding - 12 Little Spells
Films
1. A Quiet Place
2. The Mule
3. Welcome To Marwen
4. Ballad Of Buster Scruggs
5. BlacKkKlansman
Used Vinyl Finds
1. Starchild - Children Of The Stars
2. The Ramones - The Ramones
3. The Clash - Combat Rock
4. Tom Waits - Franks Wild Years
5. Paul Horn - Inside The Great Pyramid
6. The The - Infected
7. Herbie Hancock - Headhunters
8. Freddie Hubbard - First Light
9. Straight To Hell OST
10. Elvis Presley - Elvis Presley
BGO Used CD/DVD/Blu-ray Finds
1. The Hidden Fortress (1958)
2. Seven Samurai (1954)
3. Paper Moon (1973)
4. Metropolis (1927)
5. Tsuyoshi Yamamoto Trio - Midnight Sugar (1974)
Ryan
Albums
1. Franz Ferdinand - Always Ascending
2. Riva Starr - Curveballs
3. The Sheepdogs - Changing Colours
4. Paul McCartney - Egypt Station
5. The Good, The Bad & The Queen - Merrie Land
Vinyl Reissues
1. Katamari Damacy OST
2. The Rutles - All You Need Is Cash
3. XTC - Apple Venue Vol. 1
4. U2 - Achtung Baby
5. Liz Phair - Whitechocolatespaceegg
Games
1. Yakuza 6: The Song Of Life
2. Fire Pro Wrestling
3. Burnout Paradise Remastered
4. Soul Calibur VI
5. Far Cry 5
LONDON
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Jay
Albums
1. Joe Bonamassa - Redemption
2. Joe Bonamassa & Beth Hart - Black Coffee
3. Joe Bonamassa - British Blues Explosion
4. Buddy Guy - Blues Is Alive And Well
5. Billy Gibbons - Big Bad Blues
Rob
Films
1. Heredity
2. A Quiet Place
3. Spider-Man: Into The Spiderverse
4. Mandy
5. Upgrade
OAKVILLE
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Antonio
Albums
1. Janelle Monae - Dirty Computer
2. Eyedress - Sensitive G
3. Florence + The Machine - High As Hope
4. Various - The Grinch OST
5. Metric - Art Of Doubt
Films
1. Roma
2. The Death And Life Of John F. Donovan
3. Museo
4. Burning
5. Gloria Bell
Cory
Albums
Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
Idles - Joy As An Act Of Resistance
JPEGMafia - Veteran
Mac Miller - Swimming
Saba - Care For Me
Dan
Albums
1. Jeff Rosenstock - Post
2. Tribulation - Down Below
3. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
4. Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats - Wasteland
5. Andrew W.K. - You’re Not Alone
Films
1. First Reformed
2. The Favourite
3. Mandy
4. Roma
5. Hereditary
Drake
Albums
Car Seat Headrest - Twin Fantasy
Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
Kids See Ghosts - Kids See Ghosts
MGMT - Little Dark Age
Ty Segall - Freedom’s Goblin
Jack
Films
1. Hereditary
2. Eighth Grade
3. Boy Erased
4. Bohemian Rhapsody
5. Green Book
WATERLOO
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Derek
Albums
1. Ty Segall - Freedom’s Goblin
2. Kurt Vile - Bottle It In
3. Low - Double Negative
4. Sleep - The Sciences
5. Kanye West - Ye
6. U.S. Girls - In A Poem Unlimited
7. Kacey Musgraves - Golden Hour
8. Sons Of Kemet - Your Queen Is A Reptile
9. Beach House - 7
10. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
Films
1. Avengers: Infinity War
2. Bandersnatch
3. Annihilation
4. Eighth Grade
5. A Quiet Place
Concerts
1. The Flaming Lips at Riverfest, Elora
2. Phil Collins at Scotiabank Place, Toronto
3. B.A. Johnson at Jane Bond, Waterloo
4. Father John Misty at Fort York, Toronto
5. BadBadNotGood at Maxwells, Waterloo
Favourite Things About New Waterloo Store
1. There’s room for a microwave
2. There’s an actual backroom
3. Used vinyl isn’t on the floor
4. Not fighting for space in a tiny triangle
5. The garage door
Kirk
Albums
1.Idles - Joy As An Act Of Release
2. Pusha T - Daytona // Kids See Ghosts - Kids See Ghosts // Kanye West - Ye
3. Anna von Hausswolff - Dead Magic
4. Against All Logic - 2012-2017
5. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
6. Noname - Room 25
7. Parquet Courts - Wide Awake!
8. JPEGMafia - Veteran
9. U.S. Girls - In A Poem Limited
10. Kero Kero Bonito - Time ‘n’ Place
Films
1. Burning
2. Ballad Of Buster Scruggs
3. Sorry To Bother You
4. BlacKkKlansman
5. Suspiria
6. Avengers: Infinity War
7. The Favourite
8. Mandy
9. You Were Never Really Here
10. Spider-Man: Into The Spiderverse
Best Concert
Idles at Lee’s Palace, Toronto
Best Performance
Tom Waits in Ballad Of Buster Scruggs
Best Criterion Release
Ingmar Bergman’s Cinema
Best Single
Pusha T - The Story of Adidon (Shoutout to Drake from BGO Oakville)
Kristen
Albums
1. A Perfect Circle - Eat The Elephant
2. VNV Nation - Noire
3. Ty Segall - Freedom’s Goblin
4. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
5. Nine Inch Nails - Bad Witch
6. Chvrches - Love Is Dead
Television
1. Final Space
2. Disenchantment
3. Killjoys
4. The Tick
5. Legion
6. Letterkenny
Films
1. Spider-Man: Into The Spiderverse
2. Black Panther
3. Isle Of Dogs
4. A Quiet Place
5. Bumblebee
6. Teen Titans Go To The Movies
Kyle
Albums
1. Mark Lanegan - With Animals
2. Courtney Barnett - Tell Me How You Really Feel
3. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
4. Neko Case - Hell-On
5. Arctic Monkeys - Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
6. Ryan Bassett & The Bassett Hounds - Bitches Be Hustlin’ Da Dancin’ Shoes
Films
1. Hereditary
2. BlacKkKlansman
3. Annihilation
4. Isle Of Dogs
5. Dumpsty Scott Brings The Sausages
Ryan
Albums
1. Chvrches - Love Is Dead
2. Shad - A Short Story About War
3. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
4. Deafheaven - Ordinary Corrupt Human Love
5. Same Fears - Glitching
6. Lissie - Castles
7. Jeff Rosenstock - Post
8. The 1975 - A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships
9. Thom Yorke - Suspiria
10. Antarctigo Vespucci - Love In The Time Of Email
Television
1. Final Space
Films
1. Mandy
2. Annihilation
3. You Were Never Really Here
4. Incredibles 2
5. Hereditary
6. Sorry To Bother You
7. Suspiria
8. Disobediance
9. Black Panther
10. Eighth Grade
Podcasts
1. “De-Louse Your House: How I Learned To Live The (Mostly) Itch-Free Live” by Kyle Robb
2. “Ditch The Itch! The Wonders Of Talcum Powder” by Kyle Robb
3. “Drywall & Me: How I Crafted A Personality” by K.R. Obb
4. “Growing Up In The 3rd Century” by Robert Kylington
5. “To Have & Have Not: A Chicken Pox Tale” by Kale Robe
Scott
Albums
1. Kurt Vile - Bottle It In
2. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
3. Sleep - The Sciences
4. Ty Segall - Freedom’s Goblin
5. Jack White - Boarding House Reach
6. Kanye West - Ye
7. Kyle Robb & The Robb Kyles - It’s Itchin’ My Tickley! (EP)
8. Courtney Barnett - Tell Me How You Really Feel
9. Neko Case - Hell-On
Tom
Albums
1. Courtney Barnett - Tell Me How You Really Feel
2. Beach House - 7
3. Father John Misty - God’s Favorite Customer
4. Ty Segall - Freedom’s Goblin
5. David Byrne - American Utopia
DISTRIBUTION CENTRE
Laura
Television
1. Pose
2. The Crown
3. Legion
4. BoJack Horseman
5. The Good Place
6. Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina
Films
1. Hereditary
2. A Quiet Place
3. Crazy Rich Asians
4. Sorry To Bother You
5. BlacKkKlansman
6. Eighth Grade
HEAD OFFICE
David
Television
1. The Americans
2. The Handmaid’s Tale
3. BoJack Horseman
4. Maniac
5. The Good Place
Podcasts
1. Slow Burn
2. Reply All
3. Serial
4. Stay Tuned With Preet
5. The Wilderness
Meredith
Albums
1. Clutch - Book Of Bad Decisions
2. Neko Case - Hell-On
3. Brian Fallon - Sleepwalkers
4. Great Lake Swimmers - The Waves, The Wake
5. Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats - Tearing At The Seams
Will
Albums
1. The Arkells - Rally Cry
2. John Butler Trio - Home
3. Buddy Guy - The Blues Is Alive & Well
Television
1. The Last Ship
2. Letterkenny
3. Ballers
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