retroactivebakeries:

“I have performed the necessary butchery. Here is the bleeding corpse.”

— Henry James, after a request by the Times Literary Supplement to cut three lines from a 5,000 word article (via annadevries)

grumpygreenwitch:

subsilvernight:

I call upon the fan fic writing gods to bless you with the perseverance to finish one of your unfinished drafts. 

May your fingers dance along the letters upon your device with ease, may the devil of distraction stay far from you, and may your work not need much editing.

I pass this blessing upon every fan fic writer out there.

As it came to me I give it to you.

cultofmortem:

a-book-of-creatures:

maniculum:

maniculum:

galileosballs:

I like the expression new-fangled. I don’t know what it means for something to be fangled, but I sure as hell know it was recent

It’s from the Old English word feng, which can mean “to take”, or also “to grasp, hold, or embrace”. So something that’s newfangled is something that was taken up recently.

The reason it’s using this pretty archaic root is that it’s an older word than a lot of people think. Here it is in the Canterbury Tales.

ALT

Minutes after posting: “Why did I write archaic when I could have gone with old-fangled?”

Reblog to fangle this post

thatmetalgearguy:

I survived because the fuck it we ball inside me burned brighter than the it’s so over around me

moodsandtenses:

moodsandtenses:

There’s something hilarious about how so much subsequent media has positioned Vampires and Werewolves as, like, binary opposite entities, and then you read Dracula (1897) and realize that wolves are that guy’s preferred solution to every problem. You’d say something to Dracula about “ah yes, werewolves, vampires’ great eternal enemies,” and he’d just be like “you mean my subcontractors?”

I’m really enjoying the growing consensus in the notes that there’s an Eternal Rivalry Between Vampires and Werewolves now, entirely because the werewolves, sick of Dracula’s bullshit, have unionized.

venpyr:

“don’t mass reblog/like :/” coward. fool. somebody just went through and liked and reblogged 64 things from my blog in the span of half an hour at most. and i’ve never felt more alive in my life

tsunflowers:

when I see something dated 2019 I think “oh that’s not too long ago” and then I remember that 2019 was not only five years ago but those five years have somehow contained several lifetimes

without-ado:

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average-exxistence:

Several years of dealing with self-styled “feminist” men has persuaded me that very few are prepared to accept the central premise against which incels rage: that women could say “no” to you, potentially for the entirety of your life, for no other reason than that women are people in their own right.

This, after all, is the end point of feminism. It is not a movement for the liberation of people in general. It does offer humanising possibilities for men, but that is not its key purpose. By telling boys such as my sons that there is no cost to them in recognising the full humanity of women — that unless they are failures, like the incels, they will never feel excluded — we reassure men that women’s emotional, sexual and reproductive services will always be there for the taking. It is not just incels who cannot accept anything less. Scratch the surface, and you may find a shockingly high number of men.

-Victoria Smith (x)