@enaselimo @lithub omg it's you!! I saw this shared natively (I follow lithub) and I literally closed the app and then my brain caught up and was like... 'Ena Selimović... I KNOW THAT NAME' and I came running back to check my facts! you may not remember me but gosh, hi! (from IISTL circa 2010!)
Nothing ever really ends. That’s the horrible part of being in the short-story business—you have to be a real expert on ends. Nothing in real life ends. ‘Millicent at last understands.’ Nobody ever understands. KURT VONNEGUT
Victorians played Snapdragon at Christmas time.
Consisting of filling a shallow bowl with raisins. Then they’d drown the raisins in brandy and set them alight, and take it in turns to reach into the flames, grab a flaming raisin, and eat it before it would burn fingers or tongue.
🎨 “Snapdragon” (1889) by Gabriel Nicolet 1889
❛You should write, first of all, to please yourself. You shouldn't care a damn about anybody else... But writing can't be a way of life - the important part of writing is living. You have to live in such a way that your writing emerges from it.
Doris Lessing, born #OTD in 1919.
I'm now worried that, having talked it up, people will go watch it and be disappointed. But I'd advise you to approach it like I did: expecting a fun throwaway romp, a mindless watch, a Momoa goof-around. You will find that it's SO much more.
The movie Slumberland made me cry. It is beyond baffling to me how a film so obviously made with love, care, and heart-rending attention to detail seems not just to have been quickly forgotten, but not much talked about at all. I beg you to watch it
It's also obviously written by someone who cares very deeply about dreams. It's the dream world I wanted (and was denied) from Inception. It's worthy of Pixar and Studio Ghibli. Should not have been condemned to the cinematic mausoleum that is Netflix
Has anyone else noticed the prayer-like language people are using on Threads to petition the algorithm like it's the patron saint of social circles? (which it kind of is)
Sometimes I accidentally type 'I love in London' instead of 'I live in London' and I always think to myself, what a beautiful way to phrase it. Yes I do love in London. I live and I love in London
I think sometimes of the first time I visited England in 2007 and someone (British) offered to make me a cup of tea and when they asked if I took milk or sugar I said, "Black is fine," and they looked at me like I was insane. Which I was.