Game of Thrones reference on "Bunheads". Made my night. 


comickergirl:

A better pic of the Myka Tee design, because Redbubble’s is smallish. 

comickergirl:

A better pic of the Myka Tee design, because Redbubble’s is smallish. 


"You can tell how smart people are by what they laugh at."  - Tina Fey (via cherryribbons)


SHIT I CAN'T MAKE UP: Convo between my 7year-old students today 


"Essentially, the idea of a “slut” is a myth told to women to keep them in their place. Just as Santa will not actually bring you coal on Christmas if you break a few of the house rules, you will not actually turn into an intrinsically tainted, unpalatable creature if you break one of society’s rules and have sex with one too many men. The word “slut” isn’t a criticism for having too much sex necessarily, but for being a woman: a real, living, breathing woman with quirks, foibles, normal sexual feelings, and personality; and failing to live up to the societal ideal for a woman: the passive, pliable, perpetually innocent, and sexually available Barbie doll."  - The Slut Myth  (via ceedling)


"[But from there on Howard Givings heard only a welcome, thunderous sea of silence.] He had turned off his hearing aid."  - Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates (thanks, pursuingwonder)


“My name is Katniss Everdeen. My home is district 12. I was in The Hunger Games. I am the Mockingjay. I brought down the Capitol. President Snow hates me. He killed my sister. Now I will kill will him.”


"- When you began writing in your adult life, it felt like coming home. Back then, it was less like work than happiness, a return to the sunlit playground. That innocent pleasure has faded with the need to earn a living but even now, on a good day, there is nothing quite like it.
- You are alone. When you started out, you might have gone on a creative writing course which peddled the myth of teamwork, consultation and “feedback”. You have discovered, as you grow as a writer, what nonsense that is. Yours is a private project. If anything, sailing your rackety little boat as part of a flotilla actually increases the chance of it sinking.
- You are unreliable, a spy in the house of those you love. You may believe that you do not use the real world, sometimes with unattractive ruthlessness, but you do. Sooner or later, the stuff that really matters to you will appear in some form in your writing.
- You have an interest in stationery that borders on the obsessive. You may have developed a similar fascination with the new technology, but you would probably be wise to guard against that.
- You write a book, and when it’s gone, it’s gone. It turned out not to be the perfect work you once envisaged but, for better or worse, it has reached its destination. If you are lucky enough to be asked to talk about it months later when it is published, you will see it from the outside, almost as if it has been written by a stranger. Your mind is on what you are writing now.
- You know that your best work is in front of you.
- You wake up one day and discover that the excitements and disappointments involved in being published have become little more than a sideshow which, if taken seriously, will drive you round the bend. Success and failure very often involve things over which you have no control: luck, fashion, timing, being published by a marketing genius (or moron).
- You find yourself, rather shamingly being rather sparing when you write letters. You are not being paid. It is not part of your work. Words are your capital.
- You may not be terribly good socially. Because much of your most intense experience takes place in your writing, you can have a semi-absent air about you which others may, with some justification, find irritating or rude. This personal dysfunction can mess up your marriage, your family, your life. Sometimes you worry that one day you will be alone with only your words for company."  - It just keeps going. You should read the whole thing. Wise words by Terence Blacker (from his ENDPAPERS column in the Society of Authors Magazine, THE AUTHOR), for anyone who is, who loves, or wants to be an author. (via neil-gaiman)


"Lauren Bacall came backstage after a show I did with Emily Watson on Broadway and rasped: ‘You were fabulous. I’ve been a fan of yours for years, I love all your work. I adored you in Breaking the Waves.’ I thought Oh God, she’s got the wrong fucking person, oh shit, oh shit, so I quietly pointed out she actually meant Emily.” Bacall was mortified, whereupon quick-witted McCrory smoothly broke the tension by declaring: “It’s such a pleasure to meet you, because ever since Philadelphia Story, Miss Hepburn, I’ve always been a great fan of yours.” The Hollywood legend burst into laughter, and duly swept her off to supper."  - Helen McCrory (via redgraves)