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Fairies and the Peasant Girl by Yuliya Litvinova
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“You’ll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.”
for dear Jana ♥
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Little White Duck: A Childhood in China (Single Titles)
(2012)
The world is changing for two girls in China in the 1970s. Da Qin–Big Piano–and her younger sister, Xiao Qin–Little Piano–live in the city of Wuhan with their parents. For decades, China’s government had kept the country separated from the rest of the world. When their country’s leader, Chairman Mao, dies, new opportunities begin to emerge. Da Qin and Xiao Qin soon learn that their childhood will be much different than the upbringing their parents experienced.
Eight short stories–based on the author’s own life–give readers a unique look at what it was like to grow up in China during this important time in history.
by
Na Liu
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Na Liu is a doctor of hematology and oncology. She moved from Wuhan, China, to Austin, Texas, in 1998 to work as a research scientist for MD Anderson Cancer Center. She met her husband, Andrés Vera Martínez, in Austin.
Andrés Vera Martínez was born in Lamesa, Texas, and was raised in Austin. He has created comics and illustrations for Scholastic, Simon & Schuster, CBS/Showtime, and the New York Times. His work has received awards and recognition from the Society of Illustrators, 3x3 Magazine, and American Illustration.
Na Liu and Andrés Vera Martínez live in Brooklyn, New York, with their daughter, Mei Lan. They take annual trips to visit their families in Wuhan and Austin..
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A real, actual, I-am-not-fucking-lying-to-you-this-truly-happened moment from the Christmas special Rapsittie Street Kids: Believe in Santa
ricky: great-grandma, you always know just what to say!
ricky’s great-grandma: dohuhohohwhehelghuhohokesynohehCHRISTMAS huahhahohoho
I thought of this while i was driving today and almost drove into my mailbox
It’s that time of year again
merry christmas
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MUSIC & LYRICS meme: Write the first ten songs that come up on shuffle. No skipping, no cheating. Quote your favourite lyric from each song and tag ten people.
tagged by @skellingcrow
Tagging: If you want to do this consider yourself tagged!
1. Blue Lips - Regina Spektor
Blue lips
Blue veins
Blue, the colour of our planet from far, far away
2. Gentle on my Mind - Glenn Campbell.
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me ‘til I’m blind
But not to where I cannot see
You walkin’ on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
3. Overkill - Men at Work
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Come back another day
4. The One True Love - Sarah Slean
Magic wand of empathy said I am you and you are me,
Or
Love undoes the mystery of time before and yet to be,
the axle of a wheel that’s ever turning.
It’s now, as within us or without.
5. Dem Dry Bones - The Delta Rhythm Boys
Them bones, them bones gonna walk around
Them bones, them bones, gonna walk around
Them bones, them bones, gonna walk around
I hear the word of the Lord!
6. Short Skirt/Long Jacket - Cake
She wants a car with a cup holder armrest
She wants a car that will get her there
Also
With fingernails that shine like justice
7. Forbidden Fruit - The Blow Monkeys
Forbidden fruit you are to me
Pluck you from your tree
Can’t you see my situation?
I can’t answer questions
(So I went to a local production of The Hound of the Baskervilles a while back. It seemed to be a pretty classic re-telling. There was a dark, tense atmosphere and the sets and clothes were designed in the Holmesian style. Except that, every so often, there were these completely out of the blue musical interludes from The Blow Monkeys Greatest Hits. More specifically, a song from The Blow Monkeys Greatest Hits would play 1) when someone was travelling 2) when someone was roaming the moors or 3) when a plot twist was dropped you needed to process that while the scenery changed. … You just can’t predict something like that. It took the breath from us. I’ve never felt such collective joy, from such palpable disorientation. Support your local theatre).
8. Skintercourse - Menomena
So I fell in love with the feeling of my own hands
Stretching back
Letting go
I shed the skin that I slithered in for so long
I rubbed my stomach raw
9. Falling Infinite - Black Math
Now I’m pulling everything to pieces
While I fall asleep
Paint a universe
On the ceiling
Then it consumes me
10. Rose Garden - Lynn Anderson
I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden
(name a more iconic lyric tbh)
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Finishing Your First Draft Like a Pro!
Get that first draft under your belt!
Finishing the first draft of anything, whether it be a novel, poem, or short story, is heavy going. There’s a reason so many writers fail to finish a first draft when it comes to new ideas; sure, it can be because the idea turned out to be poor, but usually it’s down to fear and life just getting in the way.
Trust me, I’ve let life get in the way of more short stories and novels than I can…
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“A British bookshop chain held a vote to find the country’s favourite book. It was The Lord of the Rings. Another one not long afterwards, held this time to find the favourite author, came up with J.R.R. Tolkien. The critics carped, which was expected but nevertheless strange. After all, the bookshops were merely using the word favourite. That’s a very personal word. No one ever said it was a synonym for best. But a critic’s chorus hailed the results as a terrible indictment of the taste of the British public, who’d been given the precious gift of democracy and were wasting it on quite unsuitable choices. There were hints of a conspiracy amongst the furry-footed fans. But there was another message, too. It ran: ‘Look, we’ve been trying to tell you for years which books are good! And you just don’t listen! You’re not listening now! You’re just going out there and buying this damn book! And the worst part is that we can’t stop you! We can tell you it’s rubbish, it’s not relevant, it’s the worst kind of escapism, it was written by an author who never came to our parties and didn’t care what we thought, but unfortunately the law allows you to go on not listening! You are stupid, stupid, stupid!’ And once again, no one listened. Instead, a couple of years later, a national newspaper’s Millennium Masterworks poll produced five works of what could loosely be called ‘narrative fiction’ among the top fifty ‘masterworks’ of the last thousand years, and, yes, there was The Lord of the Rings again.”
— Terry Pratchett, “Cult Classic” (A Slip of the Keyboard)
(Still burning mad that at least one critic did the same exact kind of carping about Pratchett’s body of work being praised by its fans, shortly after his death.)
I stumbled on an article last night where some douche was ranting about how mad he was that, in the wake of Terry’s death, people were mourning and calling him a great writer when they should have been reading something sublime like Bukowski.
In the first paragraph he said he’d never read anything by Pratchett and never intended to, which is pretty typical of that kind of angry elitism.
As someone who has been deeply impacted by Terry’s ideas about character and storytelling, that article made me so mad. Livid. Terry Pratchett levels of righteous fury.
Can I tell you how happy and unsurprised I am that Terry himself wrote such a lovely takedown of that snobbish, splainy mentality.
A thing being popular doesn’t automatically make it bad, and fantastic elements don’t make a work of literature into not-literature.
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It’s almost Halloween; here are some relevant writing prompts.
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