“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”


Sara: English major/Gender and Sexuality Studies minor, working at a nonprofit that gets young women ready for and interested in running for office/maybe soon applying to grad school, writer, clarinetist.

I post and reblog: things I think are pretty, things that intrigue me, things I'm a fan of, and things I care about.

Common themes include: books, writing, movies, more books, cozy beds, breakfasts, Doctor Who, Sherlock, feminist issues, and occasional pieces of my life.




"And now I write books for teenagers because I vividly remember what it felt like to be a teen facing everyday and epic dangers. I don’t write to protect them. It’s far too late for that. I write to give them weapons–in the form of words and ideas-that will help them fight their monsters. I write in blood because I remember what it felt like to bleed." — Sherman Alexie (via somelittlejoy)

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thebicker:

stannisbaratheon:

@WorstMuse is a relic of the human race

Have I reblogged this before? I don’t care.

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tamorapierce:

eyeb0t:

things i’m okay with: white male protagonists

things i’m not okay with: literally every protagonist being a white male protagonist

Yes.



"After all, reading is arguably a far more creative and imaginative process than writing; when the reader creates emotion in their head, or the colors of the sky during the setting sun, or the smell of a warm summer’s breeze on their face, they should reserve as much praise for themselves as they do for the writer — perhaps more." — Jasper Fforde, The Well of Lost Plots (via bookmania)

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xyvch:

Beautiful Rudeness - hand type

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chaztheweasel:

chaztheweasel:

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topographe:

 Antonius Bui meticulously cut the handwritten lyrics of a song out of paper, creating a sheet of artfully intertwined letters. 

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rainydaysandblankets:

for you.

rainydaysandblankets:

for you.

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"You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children." — Madeleine L’Engle (via bookporn)

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"You see, in my view a writer is a writer not because she writes well and easily, because she has amazing talent, because everything she does is golden. In my view a writer is a writer because even when there is no hope, even when nothing you do shows any sign of promise, you keep writing anyway." — Junot Díaz (via amandaonwriting)

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Tomorrow, I leave for a quick visit to New York, because I’m ridiculous like that. It’s for a housewarming/late birthday party, and I’m super excited to go!

That + I’ll have to do some serious NaNoWriMo catching up when I get back on Sunday.

And since I’d like to not get outrageously carsick during my many hours on the bus this weekend, I pretty much won’t be on tumblr until Monday-ish. Probably. I might cheat a little on Sunday night. We’ll see.



jomarch:

Thanks to NaNoWriMo, I now have the opportunity to report weird typos again.

So far, tonight:

  • “Stoor” instead of “store”, which is even worse when you consider that I don’t say it like that, with the long “oo” sound. I don’t even know.

I know, I know…



Thanks to NaNoWriMo, I now have the opportunity to report weird typos again.

So far, tonight: