Gryffindor: I’m a fucking hero.
Slytherin: I’m fucking badass.
Ravenclaw: I’m smart as fuck.
Hufflepuff: My dorm is near the kitchen.
(And Her Web)
Armadas, Not Ships
Theatre, Archives, Academia, Oh My
The modern view [that it is bad for adults to read fairy tales / children’s books] seems to me to involve a false conception of growth. They accuse us of arrested development because we have not lost a taste we had in childhood. But surely arrested development consists not in refusing to lose old things but in failing to add new things? I now like hock, which I am sure I should not have liked as a child. But I still like lemon-squash. I call this growth or development because I have been enriched: where I formerly had only one pleasure, I now have two. But if I had to lose the taste for lemon-squash before I acquired the taste for hock, that would not be growth but simple change.
I now enjoy Tolstoy and Jane Austen and Trollope as well as fairy tales and I call that growth: if I had had to lose the fairy tales in order to acquire the novelists, I would not say that I had grown but only that I had changed. A tree grows because it adds rings: a train doesn’t grow by leaving one station behind and puffing on to the next. In reality, the case is stronger and more complicated than this. I think my growth is just as apparent when I now read the fairy tales as when I read the novelists, for I now enjoy the fairy tales better than I did in childhood: being now able to put more in, of course I get more out.
Journalism, SUNY Purchase
"Music Under New York: The History and Cultural Impact of Subway Musicians"
And never did they dream that they might someday be divided…
more generally healthy characters in generally healthy relationships. more characters falling in love slowly and softly, and then having the sudden realization of just how in love they are hit them like a ton of bricks and in the best way possible. more mutual respect in fictional relationships, more interdependent support and teamwork. down with toxic cookie-cutter codependent relationships in fiction
the stuff Hamlet plays when he is overwhelmed with love for Ophelia or Horatio or both at the same time
01. Keep Your Head Up by Ben Howard // 02. Lakehouse by Of Monsters and Men // 03. Sweater Weather by The Neighborhood // 04. In My Veins by Andrew Belle // 05. Middle Distance Runner by Sea Wolf // 06. Your Ex Lover Is Dead by Stars // 07. Daydreamer by Young the Giant // 08. If It’s the Beaches by The Avett Brothers