A Bibliophile Seaching the World from his Library

strangecousinsusanx: gothiccharmschool: Important advice from...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:48 -0400

gothiccharmschool:

Important advice from Stephen King. ALWAYS pay attention to writing advice from Stephen King.

Managing to…shovel shit from a sitting position.

Everyone, that is pure genius.

And pretty much what I do whenever I try too hard with my writing.

nevver: Still falls the rain

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:48 -0400

nevver:

Still falls the rain

housingworksbookstore: “If you and your word nerd friends are...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:47 -0400

housingworksbookstore:

“If you and your word nerd friends are ever out one night, and you can’t decide whether to visit a new bookstore and peruse the shelves for some quality verbiage, or whether you want to just chill at a hip bar with a laid back vibe (and maybe an activist bent), don’t fret! Housing Works Bookstore Cafe is the place for you. The SoHo store sells used books in a massive space (with a sweet second story walkway) that still feels cozy enough, and it also sells beer (yes, beer) at the cafe in the back of the store.” (via bookstores | Untapped Cities)

It’s all true!

bassoonerthebetter: vantas-in-atlantas: onthesideoftheotters: ...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:46 -0400

bassoonerthebetter:

vantas-in-atlantas:

onthesideoftheotters:

raideo:

sm0keblunts:

yo birds make less sense than cats

this is why I love them omg

THIS VIDEO IS RIDICULOUS FROM START TO FINISH

1 2 step

This bird is an accurate representation of my brain.

aseaofquotes: Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:45 -0400

aseaofquotes:

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

neil-gaiman: k-go1898: Our bay set up for exclusively for Neil...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:43 -0400

neil-gaiman:

k-go1898:

Our bay set up for exclusively for Neil Gaiman at Books & Books in Coral Gables, Fl.

I think I have written more than I think I have.

booksandquills: penguinenglishlibrary: What’s that? The sound...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:43 -0400

booksandquills:

penguinenglishlibrary:

What’s that? The sound of your heart breaking? Understandable. He just looks so sad…

THIS TUMBLR IS THE BEST TUMBLR!

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"But there is no female counterpart in our culture to Ishmael or Huck Finn. There is no Dean..."

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:41 -0400

“But there is no female counterpart in our culture to Ishmael or Huck Finn. There is no Dean Moriarty, Sal, or even a Fuckhead. It sounds like a doctoral crisis, but it’s not. As a fifteen-year-old hitchhiker, my survival depended upon other people’s ability to envision a possible future for me. Without a Melvillean or Kerouacian framework, or at least some kind of narrative to spell out a potential beyond death, none of my resourcefulness or curiosity was recognizable, and therefore I was unrecognizable.”

- Vanessa Veselka challenges the lack of female road narratives. (via millionsmillions)

This is the thing I needed to read today. *closes internet opens novel*

(via bookoisseur)

"Just as you grieve if a friend is killed, you should grieve if a fictional character is killed. You..."

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:39 -0400

“Just as you grieve if a friend is killed, you should grieve if a fictional character is killed. You should care. If somebody dies and you just go get more popcorn, it’s a superficial experience isn’t it?”

- George R.R. Martin (x)

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lokistimetravelingassbutt: krystil-with-a-k: sincerelynneka: I...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:37 -0400

lokistimetravelingassbutt:

krystil-with-a-k:

sincerelynneka:

It’s called the border between heaven and earth .

Reblogging because beautiful deserves beautiful name.

padfootstolemycrumpet: miss-nerdgasmz: yuseimonarch: nullvoid0...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:36 -0400

padfootstolemycrumpet:

miss-nerdgasmz:

yuseimonarch:

nullvoid0:

gossiptroll:

my idea of a hot date

Hell yes

I had no idea there were women like this how do I find them?

I mean shit bro are we really that rare

show me a man who would have a doctor who or tolkein marathon as a first date and I think I will have found my soulmate.

*raises hand*

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arandomassortmentofderp: shot-ass: Rhydra requested by...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:33 -0400

arandomassortmentofderp:

shot-ass:

Rhydra requested by pixelslender

I may or may not continue to do pokefusion requests

That is Metal as FUCK. This would make a killer album cover.

"I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them,..."

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:32 -0400

““I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mother’s name just by the way you describe your bedroom when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain or bounce in the bellies of snow? And if you were to build a snowman, would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms? Or would you leave the snowman armless for the sake of being harmless to the tree? And if you would, would you notice how that tree weeps for you because your snowman has no arms to hug you every time you kiss him on the cheek? Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you sleep beside them when they’re sad, even if it makes your lover mad? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother’s joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind. Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel. Tell me—knowing I often picture Gandhi at ten years old beating up little boys at school. If you were walking by a chemical plant, where smoke stacks were filling the sky with dark, black clouds, would you holler, “Poison! Poison! Poison!” really loud or would you whisper, “That cloud looks like a fish” and “That cloud looks like a fairy”? Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin? Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea? And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me, how would you explain the miracle of my life to me? See, I wanna know if you believe in any god, or if you believe in many gods. Or better yet, what gods believe in you. And for all the times you’ve knelt before the temple of yourself, have the prayers you’ve asked come true? And if they didn’t, did you feel denied? And if you felt denied, denied by who? I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see in the mirror on a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who ever taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass. If you ever reach enlightenment, will you remember how to laugh? Have you ever been a song? Would you think less of me if I told you I have lived my entire life a little off key and I’m not nearly as smart as my poetry I just plagiarized the thoughts of the people around me who have learned the wisdom of silence? Do you believe that concrete perpetuates violence? And if you do, I want you to tell me of a meadow where my skateboard will soar. See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds. And if you dream sometimes that this life is just a balloon that if you wanted to you could pop—but you never would because you’d never want it to stop. If a tree fell in the forest, and you were the only one there to hear it, if its fall to the ground didn’t make a sound, would you panic in fear that you didn’t exist or would you bask in the bliss of your nothingness? And lastly, let me ask you this: if you and I went for a walk, and the entire walk we didn’t talk, do you think eventually we’d kiss? No way. That’s askin’ too much—after all, this is only our first date.””

- Andrea Gibson (via puwet)

shot-ass: I think they look really cool! Probably some of my...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 00:30:32 -0400

shot-ass:

I think they look really cool! Probably some of my favorites now. I love skull dogs/half dead looking critters.