I write about writing in the hopes that I will write more myself. This is the theory. In practice, I'm mostly looking at pictures of cats..
so awhile ago someone asked me to go through process/resources for what i do when i write. this isn’t for everybody, everybody has different motivators. but some of these links have been useful for me in the past.
Monsters & Dames: Slow Day in the Labyrinth on Flickr.
My piece for the “Monsters and Dames” book, a themed collected of art by exhibitors at the 2012 Emerald City Comicon.
Many contributions involve super-sexy ladies being menaced, so I tried for a slightly sweeter and more oblique take.
Week One: Uglies by Scott Westerfield
Week Two: I Am the Messenger by Marcus Zusak (finished; started in 2011) / A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett
Week Three: My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me, edited by Kate Bernheimer
Week Four: Are All the Giants Dead? by Mary Norton
Week Five: None (still reading My Mother She Killed Me)
Week Six: Fire & Hemlock by Diana Wynne Jones
Week Seven: The Ask and the Answer by Patrick Ness
Week Ten: Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins (reread) / Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins (reread) / The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern / Earwig and the Witch by Diana Wynne Jones
Week Eleven: On Writing by Ernest Hemingway
Week Twelve: Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen (reading)
Week Thirteen: Halo by Alexandra Adornetto
Week Fourteen: The Tough Guide to Fantasyland by Diana Wynne Jones (reading)
Week Fifteen: Before I Fall by Lauren Oliver
Week Sixteen: Monsters of Men by Patrick Ness
Week Seventeen: True Grit by Charles Portis
Week Eighteen: Dancing at the Edge of the World by Ursula K. LeGuin
Week Nineteen: None (still reading Dancing)
CURRENT COUNT: 19, plus 3 rereads.
—Added links for any reviews I write!
Art Nouveau Doors
(Photos uncredited as I collected them on my hard-drive a long time ago!)
Well, I know that I’d watch it…
Please, PLEASE someone make this movie. You can have all my monies.
Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease—
“And it was still hot.”
Possibly the most perfect line in all of children’s literature?
I’m deeply saddened by the passing of Maurice Sendak. It feels like such a loss. His books were such an integral part of my childhood, of developing my love of reading. As an adult, I was honored to be his publicist at Harper.
I keep thinking of this interview he gave on “Fresh Air” last year, with his thoughts on dying: “I have nothing now but praise for my life. I’m not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more. … What I dread is the isolation. … There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.”
Thank you for all the adventures, Mr. Sendak. We love you more.
“For the last 500 years, the locals of Nongriat in Meghalaya, India have grown several hundred bridges across the region’s numerous water channels, using just the roots of local ribber trees. Some of the bridges extend over 100 feet in length and are strong enough to support more than 50 people at a time.”
ok im really super mad about hp and i have to finish a calc bc problem set and shower and get dressed in the next 20 minutes i cant do all of those things so lemme just get this out there
- jkr is not a feminist writer
- jkr is not a feminist writer
- jkr is not a feminist writer
- jkr slut-shames and shames girls for being interested in “girly” things (lavender)
Hm, I’m not sure how to feel about this. While I feel like yes, there are warranted discussions for normative gender roles and what makes someone ‘good’ or ‘bad’, particularly in children’s books, I am troubled by the ideas posed here because they seem to take things to an unnecessary extreme to make a point. First, I don’t think anyone is ‘slut-shamed’. All of the characters in these books (including Ginny Weasley, the main protagonist love interest) have romantic, bordering-on-sexual relationships when they reach puberty. The descriptions of sexy cuddling and open-mouthed kissing are pretty prevalent and mildly overdescribed in later books. And as for being interested in ‘girly’ things, what about when Hermione herself gets prettied up for the ball with Viktor Krum, or has her teeth adjusted to a more ‘normal’ length by Madame Pomfrey? These are commented on, but I wouldn’t say she is shamed for it in any real sense. The conversation could be made that it’s troubling she felt herself unattractive enough to need these changes, but that is not the argument being made here.
Also, every fat character is shrewish and nasty? The court submits for evidence: Neville Longbottom. He is frequently described as ‘round-faced’ and ‘short, plump and blond’. He is also the alternate ‘chosen one’ and Harry’s counter-part in many ways for the hero of these books. I fail to see this as a universal hatred of fat people - particularly when characters like Mrs. Dursley, Bellatrix, the Malfoy family and so many others are described as thin, and the Weasley family, Hagrid, Professor Sprout, and several others are not.
I also find this post confusing on the point of the ‘crazy’ characters - it seems to suggest the JKR is somehow deliberately putting them in bad situations. No, the treatment of Luna is not okay. THAT’S THE WHOLE DAMN POINT. Since when is making a character abused/mistreated some sort of malice on the author’s part? Luna represents a different shade of family loss, a different type of person and a different type of wizard, and in the end she is one of the most interesting and engaging characters because of her ability to deal with the taunting and mistreatment of her fellow students, and her own sadder past, with dignity and self-confidence. JKR is not the one saying she is ‘crazy’ or ‘that weird girl’ - her fellow students are, and in the end, she still finds her place in the main cast and is in no way ostracized for her ‘weirdness’ when the final confrontation comes through.
I’m troubled by the overuse of ‘rape’ suggestions in this post as well. Not only is it complete conjecture on both the part of Umbridge and Dumbledore’s sister, it’s also just an easy way to make things sound extreme.
Finally, if you’re going to knock any book that neither makes mention of, nor addresses the possibility of, queer characters directly, you’re going to have a problem with a huge percentage of literature in the world. Is this unfortunate because of the culture of silence and suppression surrounding these issues? Yes. But that in no way knocks down the significance or the strength of these books on their own, and it does not warrant our disgust and hatred simply on that fact. It just reminds us to take our idolization with a grain of salt, and to remember and try and change the fact that some groups are still marginalized in our culture and entertainment and have little satisfactory representation. Making an example of Harry Potter just because it is one of most popular and well-known series of our time is just an easy way to get a lot of people riled up, and frankly, it is a conversation that deserves a lot more dignity and serious investigation than just blanket yelling on Tumblr.
Kthx.
Week One: Uglies by Scott Westerfield
Week Two: I Am the Messenger by Marcus Zusak (finished; started in 2011) / A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett
Week Three: My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me, edited by Kate Bernheimer
Week Four: Are All the Giants Dead? by Mary Norton
Week Five: None (still reading My Mother She Killed Me)
Week Six: Fire & Hemlock by Diana Wynne Jones
Week Seven: The Ask and the Answer by Patrick Ness
Week Ten: Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins (reread) / Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins (reread) / The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern / Earwig and the Witch by Diana Wynne Jones
Week Eleven: On Writing by Ernest Hemingway
Week Twelve: Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen (reading)
Week Thirteen: Halo by Alexandra Adornetto
Week Fourteen: The Tough Guide to Fantasyland by Diana Wynne Jones (reading)
Week Fifteen: Before I Fall by Lauren Oliver
CURRENT COUNT: 16, plus 3 rereads.
EDIT: Added links for any reviews I write!
Let me tell you about this book that just broke my heart. Let me tell you about this book that finally, finally, finally, does teenagers justice.
After the bender of Halo, along with the many, many other YA-in-a-high-school books I have read in my life, I was feeling completely sure that no one can effectively write about what it’s like to be a teenager believably. Teens can’t do it - they barely understand themselves, let alone themselves in the greater context of their lives. Adults can’t do it - over time, the teen years become too clouded with nostalgia to be believable, and when you are the hero of your own memories, your characters become one dimensional Mary Sues who can do no wrong, ever. And the true greats of this genre (Hunger Games, Hunger Games, Hunger Games) are hard to judge for their “believable teens” because the context of their reality is so nuts.
EnterBefore I Fallby Lauren Oliver. This book has a nice cover of a pretty girl (like all of YA), nice typeset, and terribly written back copy, and if it weren’t for a lot of buzz and the fact that I got the book for free, I probably wouldn’t have picked it up for all of these reasons. But I am so so glad I did.
The main character, Sam, dies in a car accident in the first chapter of the book. This isn’t a spoiler, but rather the main gist of it, because she wakes up again on the morning of her death with the chance to do it all again. And again. And again. Each night, whether she actually dies or not, her life resets to the beginning of that day, and with each day, we see a gradual shift in her character as she struggles against her fate, trying to change her ending.
At the beginning, Sam is a post-nerd, now-popular girl surviving in Mean Girls style with three best friends who party, smoke, talk about boys, and exchange clothes. And while this seems cliche, astoundingly, Oliver manages to keep this archetype interesting and beliveable almost effortlessly, because each character has the flaws of a real person, each relationship is messy and desperate and very full of high school, and there is no real ‘glamour’ to their popularity. It has none of the shine of the Mary Sue can-do-no-wrong, but rather paints the constant struggle to put down the world to keep oneself at the top of the pack, to keep the worship going. And while Sam begins in this shiny, not-shiny popular world, her death begins to put everything in perspective as she tries desperately to change the end of her days. Most notably unlike Mean Girls, this perspective neither demonizes nor praises her three popular friends - it simply changes her understanding of them, and of the many other people she had written off into stereotypes at her school.
The most fascinating part of this book is something that gets me in time travel narratives across media - the inevitable breakdown of any plans to make things better with a second chance. Like Rose and Doctor 9 when she attempts to save her father’s life - except instead of summoning crazy paradox monsters, Sam’s attempts to make her day better for herself and the people around her just results in making someone else’s day worse. Sam struggles to find the right combination that will break her out of the loop, the one good deed that will make up for all of the problems and hurt that her ‘popular’ group have caused or affected, but as soon as one problem is fixed, another becomes drastically worse. Oliver has an amazing ability to reveal things both to Sam and the reader about the various characters involved in a believable, well-paced manner, and Sam’s hard-reset at the end of each day allows her to use this new information to try and make things better - again, and again, and again.
All the shades of high school life are shown, but because Oliver never forgets that these are people and not cliches, all the characters remain likeable and believable in their own right. Each and every one. This, in itself, is astounding, and deserves infinite praise.
Not to mention, there’s a romance arc that doesn’t involve swooning, a confrontation that doesn’t involve any real heroes or villains, and an ending that made me cry. Seriously, let me tell you about this book. I could go on for a while.
If he’s not reading off of cue cards, his attractiveness has just tripled.
Why are these people the best people.