I Can't Find My Keys
It's an identity collage.
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Photo reblogged from setting fire to our insides for fun
This time next week, I will be here.Lon di nium by Sharon Romang(sent by illustratemyluciddreams)
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Photoset reblogged from I salt n' peppa ma mango.
Maurice Sendak, widely considered the most important children’s book artist of the 20th century, author of Splendid Nightmares, Where the Wild Things Are, and In the Night Kitchen died at 83. RIP Maurice.
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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.Maurice Sendak on Fresh Air in 2011. [all interviews with Sendak here] (via nprfreshair)
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My last grade is not in. I’m graduating in less than 24 hours and I don’t know what I got in my online regional literature class, and it’s driving me crazy! I’ve checked like four times in the past two hours, juts in case. It’s the difference between a 3.8something and a 3.9 GPA and I want to know damn it!
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Link reblogged from YEAH WRITE!
- Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted.
- Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for.
- Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water.
- Every sentence must do one of two things: reveal…
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Video reblogged from Climate Adaptation
The best campaign counter-attack video I HAVE EVER SEEN. Obama 2012
”So we’re going to call their BS when we see it and we need your help to call them on it too and set the record straight. So share this, tweet it, facebook it, I keep hearing about tumblr and whatever that is…please use that too. Thank you.”
-Stephanie Cutter / Deputy Campaign Manager at Obama for America.
And a Tumblr shout-out.
Using facts in a campaign? How uncouth!
I love the direction this is going in.
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Quote reblogged from Mohandas GandhiBut at their core, artists and scientists are not so different from one another. Both endeavor to solve our greatest mysteries through the power of imagination. The great American playwright Eugene O’Neill described his work as an effort to explain the mysterious forces behind life that shape human destiny. I suspect Einstein could relate.
Bill O’Brien, National Endowment for the Arts
From The Imagine Engine! or Art and Science, exploring the creative practices of art and science and where they intersect, sometimes outside the comfort zones of either discipline. (h/t: jtotheizzoe)
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Photoset reblogged from Job's Wife
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I want to write a short story with one of Osama Bin Laden’s wives as a character, because they all fascinate me. I’d probably change the name so it’s not precisely Bin Laden she was married to, but a fictional equivalent. I’m not sure yet if she would be the main character, or maybe the main character’s sister who she’s struggling to get to know again after Bin Laden’s death… Many possibilities, and even more potential pitfalls, like stereotyping and melodrama. Still, I might as well give it a shot. It’s better than writing about my own life, which is incredibly boring.
Right now it’s kind of hard to imagine life after my Europe trip because I’m so consumed by making plans and being terribly excited, but it will have to go on somehow. So here we go — plans. I’d have to do a ton of research to write this, which I’m already looking forward to.
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Quote reblogged from setting fire to our insides for funWhat horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.Sylvia Plath (via nazrein-churana)
(Source: wreck-loose)
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Photo reblogged from The Atlantic
Most highlighted passage of all time on the Kindle via @laurenleto
File under: “Things you don’t expect”
Interesting. I’m not totally surprised — this line comes back to me sometimes, too. I wonder what the other most highlighted passages are.
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Photoset reblogged from setting fire to our insides for fun
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… Not particularly well, though.
Let me set the stage a little. He’s sitting in his office chair with his feet up on the desk, and when I walk in all he says is “What do you want?” It’s this gruff, straight-faced teasing that I find difficult to maneuver because (I’m being honest here) I’m pretty sensitive and take things personally. So teasing or not, the lack of apparent friendliness throws me. So I say “I wanted to ask if you would write me a letter of recommendation for grad school” and he sighs, still frowning.
“Why do you want to go to grad school?”
The answer is: I want to continue writing and I want mentors and the discipline of an academic program to help me improve. But because I always feel the need to defend myself in terms of practicality I went with: I want to teach college someday. So in my meeting I learned that teaching college is ridiculously difficult, not particularly fun, and that tenure is probably not going to exist in ten years. Also you need a minimum of two published books to even be considered for an entry level professor job.
Are my dreams crushed? No. It’s good to know. Teaching isn’t even my endgame. I just want to write and I want a job that will allow me to write. I don’t know what I was expecting from this meeting, really. He said to wait 2-3 years between undergrad and post grad, and not to worry about publishing because it’s good as a young writer to have the freedom to write badly. Good advice. I just wish he would have smiled at me once. How silly is that?
Anyway I should focus on the fact that he said I have talent and that if I could probably get into a program now if I wanted to. Still I should wait because I’ll be better in the future. He said that if I want to be a writer, I will be. So it didn’t go badly. But I don’t know if he’ll remember me well enough in a year, or two or three years like he said, to write me a good letter for graduate school. So I don’t know what I came away with.
