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alphie-in-the-sky · 1 year
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snail-and-snail · 2 years
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parenthesis debt
(pay off your debt here)
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thomasthorstensson · 4 months
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juneandnick · 6 months
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Matthew Perry (1969-2023)
We lost a F.R.I.E.N.D.S.
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almostholysandwich · 3 months
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enanet · 2 months
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silver-stargazing · 11 months
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I’ve been reading a fair number of auto-biographies and memoirs recently about folks who have experience with epilepsy so I thought I’d would share a really solid graphic novel I just read called Parenthesis by Élodie Durand. It’s a fictionalized recounting of Durand’s experience with epilepsy caused by a tumor. It was written back in 2010 and has only recently been translated into English. The artwork is wonderful and it really captures the experience of living with constant memory loss very well. Definitely check it out if you can find a copy.
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[Image ID: A 6 panel excerpt from Parenthesis:
Panel 1: Three women (Sandra, Marine, and the main character Judith) walking in the snow with little action. Judith’s eyes are darkly shaded to imply she’s having seizure activity. Dialogue: Marine: “Want some chocolate, Judith?” Judith: “No.” Marine: “You sure? You love it.”
Panel 2: Women still walking with Judith’s eyes still darkly shaded. Dialogue: Marine: “I’m gonna finish it off! Sure you don’t want some?” Judith: “Yes”.
Panel 3: Judith’s eyes become clear and visible. Dialogue: Sandra: “Let’s hurry up. We’ll miss the movie.”
Panel 4: Judith turns to Marine. Dialogue: Judith: “What are you eating, Marine?” Marine: “Uh...chocolate?” Judith: “Save some for me?”
Panel 5: Both Marine and Judith look frustrated. Dialogue: Marine: “Aw, c’mon, Ju! I asked you! You said you didn’t want any!”
Panel 6: Judith hangs back from the walking group as Marine still looks frustrated. Dialogue: Judith: “Oh. Are you sure?” Marine: “Yes!”
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oddrock · 1 year
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if I ever write a novel i might put most of the romance stuff in the footnotes.* Like you look down at the bottom of the page to understand why it was footnoted and no they weren’t just saying that people care about you. No, no the exact word they used doesn’t really just mean important, and it isn’t a general word. You’re important and bright and special, and you’re those things to them specifically. And they need to make sure you know.**
*because it just feels so much more intentional than parentheses, or an explanation in the main body of the text. And there are going to be actions that need the intent emphasized. ‘I meant to do this, this wasn’t a joke. I meant it, I planned it. I really believe what I’m saying.’
**and the potential to cause heartbreak that hurts enough to reach the readers with that is so much worse. They were intentional about telling you this. Now you’re saying ‘No, I’m not important’ is so much worse. It’s destructive. I can’t be important, bright, special, and I can’t be those things for you.” And you don’t even say you’re sorry.
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ourmadramblr · 10 months
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bluestar-tsundora · 2 years
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I spotted Parenthesis
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jadespam · 1 year
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With every sentence that I spoke began and ended in elip-
Each of eight fingers gripping what he wrote, clung on tightly, like parenthesis
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mrkoppa · 2 years
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28 June 2022 | Der Klubhaus
Printed a miniature broadside for the Parenthesis 43 print bundle in honor of the Zerkall Paper Mill, which is now permanently closed due to flooding in July of 2021, after four centuries of producing fine printing papers.
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juliaridulaina · 2 months
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Parlant d’ombres blanques//Speaking of white shadows//Hablando de sombras blancas
Hem sentit a parlar de fantasmes moltes vegades, hem vist pel·lícules molt divertides amb aquest tema, d’altres terrorífiques també. Malgrat això, hi han persones que tenen molt clar que els fantasmes no existeixen, que son l’imaginari humà; però hi han altres persones que han tingut experiències realment aterridores, d’altres n’han tingut simplement enigmàtiques. PUNT: En aquest temps les…
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juneandnick · 7 months
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"I know our story is not finished. Even if you have moved on, I cannot. I cannot imagine my world without you. Because without you there is only me: Broken, lost and alone. Without you, I have no after."
Hardin Scott from the movie "After Everthing"
⬆️ These lines immediately made me think of Nick. ⬆️
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ohnonotthehorrors · 6 months
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Can I... talk about the theory that winners help craft the next game?
Because, and I really can not say this enough, it puts So Much into perspective.
Everything starts out Normal. Three lives, simple, cut and dry, there hasn't been a winner yet. No one to help craft the game. (And there's something to be said about how simple it really was. Not even a real expectation of the world becoming pvp or combative. No idea of the war to come)
Then Grian wins. The green killer, the man who vowed his first life to the one whose life he took. The next game the boogie man is born. A mechanic that allows and, in fact, demands, a green kill. People can trade lives back and forth, currency and debt wrapped up in one. (can we still be friends? Said the red partner. A life time later and reds are hostile, alone. Maybe it's an answer: No. Not anymore)
Scott wins this time. He refuses to play the game. He will not kill his team, he will love and he will do so fiercely and with all of himself. The next game people are attached through to their very souls. Every bit of damage to one soul is done to its twin. There is no boogeyman. (There is no way for a widow to be left without their love)
Pearl wins and she wins a blood bath. Spent the game draped in red, only wolves for company. Sitting in her tower, shivering in ice, maybe she wanted it to end. To see where it would. Limited life rewards you for killing, limited life has a clock tick tick ticking down, you always no how long you have. A curse yes, but a blessing too.
Now It's Martyn's turn.
And what a turn it is.
Keep your secrets, says the disloyal man, keep them well. Everything hurts, everything Matters, says the man fracturing with every loss. (What if we could love each other without hurting? Says The Hand, who never wanted to be coated in blood)
More importantly, Martyn has always seen the watchers below the surface. Now, they're right here in front of him. Something that could almost... be rebelled against, no? Something that someone else could finally point to and say: hey, hey isn't that familiar?
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i peaked in high school
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