any of y’all remember Suzanne Collins’ other book series? It had all the commentary about young people in wartime and the pressure of being the chosen one as The Hunger Games but also, like? People rode around on giant bats named after characters from Greek mythology? There was a mouse genocide? I’m pretty sure the central conflict of the second book was whether the main character, an 11-year-old boy, would be able to kill a baby that would grow up to be a mass murderer according to a prophecy?
Schlagwort: literature
straight folks: wouldnt it be wild if people were oppressed…. for being IN LOVE?
lgb folks: Um,
straight folks: haha wild im gonna write a dystopian novel about this
what’s fucked up is when you read a book and the main heroine is like “I don’t care about boys. I’ve never wanted that sort of life… I don’t want to grow up and fall in love with a man or be married. I don’t think I ever will. And I don’t want to or need to.” and you’re like holy shit this is??? prime… ground… for some sapphic antics–
but then it turns out that really all she needed was A Special Guy in order to fall into blissful Special Heterosexual Love that is Different from Regular Heterosexual Love and it Changes Her Life
Fiction is a lie that tells us true things, over and over.
Fahrenheit 451 Introduction by Neil Gaiman (via animentality)
You know what’s sad about reading books? It’s that you fall in love with the characters. They grow on you. And as you read, you start to feel what they feel – all of them – you become them. And when you’re done, you’re never the same. Sure you’re still you, you look the same, talk in the same manner, but something in you has changed. Something in the way you think, the way you choose, sometimes, even the things you say may differ. But it all comes down to the state you go to after a nice novel. The after-feeling. It’s amazing, but somehow, you feel left alone by that world you were once in. It’s overwhelming. But it makes you sad. Cause for once you were this, this otherworldly being in… Neverwhere, and then you suddenly have to say goodbye after a few weeks from when you read the last page. When you’ve recovered from that state it’s just… quite sad.
Suzanne Collins (via thegirlandherbooks)
How do you move on? You move on when your heart finally understands that there is no turning back.
J.R.R. Tolkien (via breanna-lynn)
A man may plant a tree for a number of reasons. Perhaps he likes trees. Perhaps he wants shelter. Or perhaps he knows that someday he may need the firewood.
Joanne Harris, Runemarks (via girlwhoreading)
making up your own fictional universe
creating an entire history for it
creating characters who have complex back stories
RESEARCHING NAMES WITH MEANINGS THAT CORRESPOND TO THE HISTORY AND UNIVERSE AND BACK STORIES YOU’VE COME UP WITH
then never writing or doing anything with it at all ever
I was always glad I said that. It was the only compliment I ever paid him.
The Light in the Sky 