Archive for September, 2013

Tolkien and Fangirl

Monday, September 30th, 2013

I’ve mentioned before how some parts of Fangirl remind me of Tolkien. I know it’s a silly comparison; they’re apples and oranges. But this is about my response to the book, not anyone else’s. LOTR was my Harry Potter. It was the fantasy world I wanted to live in growing up, then followed into online fandom when the movies happened. So maybe I couldn’t help being reminded of it by Fangirl.

Anyway, I was. One similarity I noticed was the multi-layered nature of the story, and the way I responded to it. (I’m sure there’s a better term for what I’m describing, but I don’t know what it is.) On first reading, the songs and poems in LOTR bothered me with how they slowed things down, interrupting the main narrative. I was impatient. I wanted to skip them. On some of my umpteen readings, especially early on, I actually did skip them.

Fangirl’s extended quotations from the Simon Snow novels, and the fanfiction based on them, felt the same way to me. At least on my first reading, I wanted so badly to find out what was going to happen next that I felt frustrated with Simon and Baz for getting in the way. I wanted to skip those parts (though I didn’t).

But then an interesting thing happened. Just as with Tolkien, I found on subsequent readings (I’m on my third reading of Fangirl, plus some bunnyhops through my favorite parts) that the extra material really added to my enjoyment. There was so much more to the world in those extra passages. There was all this room for speculation: Fleshing out the Simon Snow novels from the excerpts, analyzing the departures from canon Cath and Wren made in their fanfiction and the differences in the fic they wrote together versus what Cath wrote alone, and then the excerpt from Cath’s story. All of it was related, interwoven with and commenting on the main story, and just like Tolkien’s songs and poems, they made the world more complete, more real, because like the real world, there were all these deeper layers to dig through.

Rainbow isn’t Tolkien, and Tolkien isn’t Rainbow. Their strengths and weaknesses are in different areas. But as Tolkien was to landscape, Rainbow is to characters. In completely different ways, each of them has imagined and conveyed a world that feels so real that it hurts that it’s not.

I want to live in that world.

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Monday, September 30th, 2013





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jaybushman: theashleyclements: Bri Cuoco auditions for The…

Monday, September 30th, 2013



jaybushman:

theashleyclements:

Bri Cuoco auditions for The Voice!

And they said Mary Bennet couldn’t sing. Fools!

It really was hard for me to watch this as anything but Mary Bennet kicking ass on The Voice.

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neither-saint-nor-sinner: Locations. The locations were a big…

Monday, September 30th, 2013









neither-saint-nor-sinner:

Locations.

The locations were a big deal to me.

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succexiest: omg you guys i asked ren what 5 things she would do if she met caroline lee irl and…

Monday, September 30th, 2013

succexiest:

omg you guys

i asked ren what 5 things she would do if she met caroline lee irl and look

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Simon Alexandre-Clement Denis – Study of Clouds with a Sunset…

Monday, September 30th, 2013






Simon Alexandre-Clement Denis - Study of Clouds with a Sunset near Rome

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prairie-homo-companion: parrothood: Indian Ringneck…

Monday, September 30th, 2013



prairie-homo-companion:

parrothood:

Indian Ringneck Parakeet flock

SO many friends

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Destination: Toast!: an anontoasty day (featuring Sherlock — the anonsally edit)

Monday, September 30th, 2013

Destination: Toast!: an anontoasty day (featuring Sherlock — the anonsally edit):

lies:

anonsally:

destinationtoast:

Today was an awesome day. Much of the day was very anontoasty, as anonsally came to visit. (Though the day got off to a good start even before that, with me walking down the street for iced coffee and amazing donuts, and then writing some fanfic.)

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Fig 1: our platonic ship/brotp icon.

After…

I spent the afternoon with Toasty (she’s my former housemate, though we both got into Tumblr after she moved), and she posted about our lovely day, with helpful visual aids. :)

Now I have to look for gifsets from Maurice.

If you check out Tumblr user exponential63, you will find any number of Maurice gifsets. Guy is a machine.

Reblogging myself to mention: Also, my age, male, and on Tumblr.

We’re like unicorns.

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Letter from a Creeper (part 1)

Monday, September 30th, 2013

letschoosethelie:

Hey,

I‘m sorry for scaring you.

didn’t know you had, like, a phobia or something, of people standing outside your window. Admittedly it was dark… and  you’re on the second story but there was a ladder. I honestly thought it was an invitation. Can we still be friends? Even though I think you over reacted a bit by calling the cops. That was harsh man. I mean, friends just don’t do that. Don’t worry though I forgive you, I think we just need to talk/hug it out. 

xxx

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statues-and-monuments: statues-and-monuments Astronomical Clock…

Monday, September 30th, 2013













statues-and-monuments:

statues-and-monuments

Astronomical Clock 1540, Munster, Westfalen, Paulusdom 
Photographer: Groenling 

Ha! And I didn’t even mention the clock!

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Destination: Toast!: an anontoasty day (featuring Sherlock — the anonsally edit)

Monday, September 30th, 2013

Destination: Toast!: an anontoasty day (featuring Sherlock — the anonsally edit):

anonsally:

destinationtoast:

Today was an awesome day. Much of the day was very anontoasty, as anonsally came to visit. (Though the day got off to a good start even before that, with me walking down the street for iced coffee and amazing donuts, and then writing some fanfic.)

image

Fig 1: our platonic ship/brotp icon.

After…

I spent the afternoon with Toasty (she’s my former housemate, though we both got into Tumblr after she moved), and she posted about our lovely day, with helpful visual aids. :)

Now I have to look for gifsets from Maurice.

If you check out Tumblr user exponential63, you will find any number of Maurice gifsets. Guy is a machine.

Reposted from http://lies.tumblr.com/post/62717762240.

fursasaida: priceofliberty: blonde-swanson: pleatedjeans: lit…

Monday, September 30th, 2013



fursasaida:

priceofliberty:

blonde-swanson:

pleatedjeans:

literally now means figuratively. Congrats, morons. via

language evolves. don’t be a literal nazi over it op

but what’s the point if the word comes to mean literally the exact opposite of its original definition.

It doesn’t…really…matter? Like, again, language evolves. I don’t really understand asking “what’s the point” about this, because the purpose of all language is to communicate. If a certain set of sounds stops communicating one idea and starts communicating another, then the point is still the same: communication. Let’s take the classic example, “nice.” (This post is not going to be very nice.)

Latin (nescius): “ignorant.”
Old English and Old French: “foolish, stupid”.
16th-century English: “particular, finicky; specific”.
Today: “pleasant, agreeable, respectable”. In my experience, it’s increasingly being used to mean “fancy, upper-class, expensive”: “Their apartment is SUPER nice, holy shit,” “He took me to this really nice restaurant and I felt a little out of place, to be honest.”

“Nice” means more or less the opposite of what it meant to begin with. Is anyone confused? Nope! If someone says “I was literally freaking out” vs. “I was literally for real falling asleep in class” are you confused about what they mean in either case? Does body language and intonation count for nothing? (I recognize the latter doesn’t apply online.) Do we really have no alternatives for “literally” in the sense of “exactly,” “actually,” “truthfully,” “per se”? Oh look, four right there!

Want another, more similar example? How about “really”? It means either “truly” or ”very much so, intensely,” just as “literally” does (though I’d argue that “really” is comparative while “literally” is superlative). It originated in religious discourse (“literally” took a stop through there as well), meaning that Christ was present in the Eucharist in a real sense. So ”real” + “ly” is an awful lot like what “literally” has meant and still means some of the time. Nobody’s telling you not to use it the way you’d like to, or that you’re wrong to do so. It just has a second meaning.

That variation may annoy you, but the vast majority of English-speakers do not give a shit that you’re annoyed. The existence of the rule that allows you to say “a SUV” instead of “an SUV” bothers me no end because I think it sounds horrible, but it is technically allowed, in formal writing and therefore, from your perspective privileging existing rules over evolving speech, at any other time as well. From my perspective welcoming evolving language, it’s also valid because it’s very common in speech among people who simply happen speak differently from me. It’s not up to me to tell people not to do it just because I don’t like it or it sounds weird to me. The way I talk is specific to where I’m from and the environment I grew up in, the difference is very much interwoven with race, class, and geography, and my speech is not better or more correct than anybody else’s. 

It’s certainly not up to me to call people fucking MORONS because they’re using a word in a way I don’t like, especially when doing so hurts no one—unlike, say, the word “moron.” So fuck you for that one, OP, because it makes you a classist, ableist asshole who cares more about your precious, ossifying definitions than you do human beings. 

For that matter, I think there’s a reason that “literally” keeps coming up as a flashpoint of this kind of reactionary anger about language changing, and I think it’s because it’s commonly a feature of young people’s, and especially girls’, speech. The same panic happened over the heavy use of “like,” over abbreviations in instant messaging and texting, over pretty much every feature of Valley Girl speech. God forbid teenage girls’ language spread and have influence on the way we all talk. God forbid the ways in which their speech is distinct from others’ be considered valid and normal. 

“Un idioma es un dialecto con armas”: A language is a dialect with weapons. Language is not a dialect with natural superiority; language is the dialect of whoever is in power. This is why our grammar is arbitrarily based on Latin even though English is a Germanic language (don’t even get me started on the ridiculousness of the rules about split infinitives). This is why kids coming from lower classes or non-white ethnicities have to learn to “talk white,” why ebonics is systematically stamped out. This is why the speech of girls and women is policed and treated as some kind of mental or societal cancer.  

The fact that the word “literally” exists at all is fundamentally arbitrary, because language is fundamentally arbitrary. “Literal,” if we want to go back in time, just means “of or relating to letters,” which has nothing to do with either meaning today. 

The changing of the definition of “literally” is literally not a problem. It’s what’s behind the objections that I’m literally soooo mad about, oh my god.

Love,
A copy editor.

Hm. I may have been literally schooled.

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wanderthewood: Seljalandsfoss, Iceland by mau_tweety

Sunday, September 29th, 2013



wanderthewood:

Seljalandsfoss, Iceland by mau_tweety

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thegetty: Broad and flat brushstrokes for the tablecloth; quick…

Sunday, September 29th, 2013





thegetty:

Broad and flat brushstrokes for the tablecloth; quick and curly gestures for the flower. 

Monet was interested in practicing different painting techniques that would animate the surfaces of flowers, fruit and surfaces through implied use of light.

(Sound familiar? These innovations became the foundation for the development of Impressionist technique!)

Still Life with Flowers and Fruit, 1869, Claude Monet. Oil on canvas. J. Paul Getty Museum.

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YOU’RE 51 FOR THE LOVE OF GOD GET OFF TUMBLR AND GO OUTSIDE BEFORE YOU DIE SERIOUSLY

Sunday, September 29th, 2013

:-)

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would you give up your url for a twitter with almost 15,000 followers?

Sunday, September 29th, 2013

High-confidence “no” on that one. I keep trying to use twitter, and keep failing. I know some people find it super compelling, but that has yet to click for me.

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Would you ever give your URL to someone :p?

Sunday, September 29th, 2013

Empirical data to date suggests no, but I keep saying yes. What could it mean?

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sorry to be pushy but I wouldn’t ask otherwise but it’s for my friend and you have no idea what it would mean to her to have it, just let me know thanks :)

Sunday, September 29th, 2013

Ooh, that’s a new twist: You want it for a friend. Donating the url to make someone else happy, rather than making the person actually asking for it happy, does actually resonate with me more than I would have expected.

Why does your friend deserve this gift? And what makes you think she’d appreciate it?

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please give ari your url she deserves it and needs it and u can just get a random one ok god bless u bye

Sunday, September 29th, 2013

who’s ari?

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What would I have to do for this url, John?

Sunday, September 29th, 2013

Explain why you want it, but explain it so compellingly that:

  • my cold, calloused heart grows three sizes and breaks the little box that contains it,
  • my eyes go all anime,
  • rotating sunbeams radiate from my face,
  • I clasp my hands while tears stream down, and 
  • I declare, “please forgive me and take the url; I didn’t realize how wrong it was for me to keep it from you.”

Really, that’s all it will take. I’m kinda surprised no one has bothered yet.

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