New Tana French novel came out today. I’d pre-ordered it, of course. 

In the priority of things, in the big picture sense, there aren’t a lot of things that rank STOP EVERYTHING. There are only a few.

Tana French is one of them.

mswyrr:

fieldbears:

briangefrich:

poptimism:

Mallory Ortberg has a voice like an old movie actress. (“Male Novelist Jokes” at the Last Bookstore in LA)

I don’t think it’s unreasonable to say that Mallory Ortberg is one of the funniest writers alive, and a wonderful entertainer.

THIS is the kind of spoken word performance stuff I miss. THIS. Ugh. Love it.

:DDD

he lit a cigarette. his glass of whiskey lit a cigarette. ‘i can only truly love my dead best friend,’ he said, ‘but not in a gay way. women wouldn’t understand. they’re too gay.’

both of the cigarettes agreed

(Source: youtube.com)

So I’ve finally hit that stage in my life where an entire day can go by in which I don’t feel like doing anything, so I end up not doing anything at all, aside from reviewing all the things I could do, but don’t do, and yet not wind up depressed about it, really, not at all.

So if I say “an English accent,” that would be a subset of the larger group of “British accents,” right? And, a Scottish accent be a British accent, the way a “Jersey accent” is a kind of American accent? 

heckacute:

I can’t wait until I have enough money to get a tattoo on the front of my thigh because then I’ll be able to take pictures of it in the bathtub and start drinking tea and date a boring guy with a big beard who loves seven inch records and ignores my needs. 

Yes. That’s basically how it goes.

moonlightfilly:

I wonder if the reason The Doctor chose that face was so that it would be a reminder to him. When he last saw that face, it belonged to a doomed Roman man and his family in Pompeii, and Donna told him to “just save someone… please.” She showed him that not everyone needs to die - not all the time. Sometimes, The Doctor can save someone. Maybe he thought he needed to be reminded of that.

Cool idea.

danforth replied to your post: "These are the times when I miss Amy."

It took me a while to figure out the “I miss Amy” line refers to her long legs. She would have had an easier time footing over the screwdriver. A line that didn’t quite work.

You know, I feel you, and we can pass this over as just… well, let’s say it’s a newbie mistake. The scene wasn’t quite shot to serve it, and Capaldi doesn’t yet know how to make the lines shine. Again, it’s that awkwardness, which will probably - hopefully - go away.

…but this is not the first time Moffat has brought back Amy for no real reason, or rather the idea of Amy, or the ghost of Amy/Amelia. Compared to other past companions, only Rose has as much recurring presence.

I just want a companion (of any gender) for Capaldi who is interesting enough to actually contribute something to the adventure beyond “spunk,” and who develops a closeness with the Doctor that doesn’t feel false.

Disclaimer: It seems sometimes like there are some people in the fandom who feel that wanting character development makes me too “girly” for this show, so I own a certain defensiveness on that score. I was really encouraged when Capaldi had a scene in which he tried to define the terms of their relationship without diminishing it. That was smart. I was just so bummed that it fell flat on me because he had it with Clara. It would have resonated more had he done the same scene with Madame Vastra, if you ask me.

That would have been awesome, actually.

"These are the times when I miss Amy."

So much energy was spent in the year since Matt Smith left Doctor Who predicting whether audiences would handle the transition to Peter Capaldi. It’s too soon to say, really, but here are my impressions coming out of season 8, episode 1.

Capaldi should try to speak a little slower, or the background music during high tension scenes needs to be taken down a notch. It is not possible to understand an agitated Scot speaking at high speed over a keen of orchestral strings, and that is, alas, exactly when Moffat likes to drop his best lines. If anything, I think that perfectly encompasses all my worries about New Who. Every aspect of this production has its own charms, but they have the potential to be, in some crucial way, incompatible with each other.

We shall see.

They never put in the work, when it came to Clara. She was an interesting puzzle, and then she was a booby trap, and then she helped him be himself or something in some kind of tornado vortex, and that is literally basically all I remember about why Clara exists. Moffat made the same mistake with River Song; he spent so much time enjoying her paradox that he failed to really establish the credibility of their relationship. Even their marriage turned out to be just a way to save the world at a critical moment.

If you were to ask me to recount the last scene of Amy and Rory, you could draw from me every tear-stained detail. Amy haunts us. And his relationship with Amy was everything it should be. He was not her boyfriend, either. You can tell that Moffat is haunted, too. Every chance he gets, he remembers Amy. So let’s get real. With Amy, this episode would have been magical. Her doubts, her faith, her fear, all would have been deep and meaningful. With Clara?

My problem with the first episode had much less to do with Capaldi, who is fine and I’m sure he’ll be marvelous as soon as he stops being befuddled. My problem is that I’m pretty sure Moffat was trying to address the audience’s fears by having the Doctor convince Clara, and I was rather offended by the comparison. Clara?

"I’m not sure I know you anymore," she says to him during their big crisis scene and I just couldn’t help but think, when have you ever known him, Clara? You were a reincarnation, half the time. I should have been weeping from the gravitas of the situation. I should have been clutching at my blouse when he called her phone immediately thereafter. Instead, I’m just like, uuuugh. Why are we coddling this character so much. 

And it’s because they never put in the work.

Add to that, she never changes. Her perky, determined face is just like every other uninteresting female companion the Doctor has ever had. She is your classic Candy girl, and honestly, she’s just so boring. Give me an Amy. Give me a Donna. Give me Rory or Mickey, gladly I would take them. If Clara is the continuity that’s supposed to keep me from bailing during the transition from one Doctor to another, then we’re in for a rough haul.

“Just a jumble of well-known fairy tales strung together it seems. I’ll pass, as will most folks I assume.”

YouTube comment regarding the trailer for Sondheim’s “Into the Woods”

Stuck my head out of my usual haunts today, and this was just… the perfect end. And now a quick retreat back to sanity.

You guys.

Have you been to Quora? I know. I know, right? I know. So I signed up for it back in the day when it was possible to keep up with new social media services, and then stopped going because it was full of really weird people talking about things I had no interest in, and that is still true, but The Man Who Makes Me Read Terrible Books described it today as “his Tumblr” so I thought I’d go back and see, you know, what had happened in the intervening years.

It was hilarious.

Firstly, let me own some things. In this community, in the Tumblr community, I would be considered politically moderate. I am not a social justice warrior, and if it weren’t for this vagina, I would be everything that everyone here is oppressed by. Which isn’t to say I am a jerk. I’m just not awesome. There is a difference. In this community, there are awesome people and terribly brave people and terribly kind people and terribly funny people and a lot of people who are cynical and wry, and a lot of people who are inordinately interested in Supernatural and in fixing the unfixable Heirs, and people who feel very strongly that I should not touch their hair even if it is wild and attractive and gorgeous and nigh irresistible. I recognize that I am rarely a perfect fit in any of those camps. I am not an awesome person. But I do… my god… I do love you guys so, so much. Yes, even you, Mr. Self-Loathing. Even you. And I trust you.

So I go to Quora and Oh. Em. Gee. The culture shock!

100 years ago, men worked while women looked after the house. Why is that in today’s era, while men still work, women feel they should work too because it’s uncool to be a housewife?

It’s not just the fact that these questions skew conservative. It’s that there’s so little thought or consideration of the systemic values behind them. There’s so much in this that’s just “a given.” Like, you can’t imagine there might be any other reason why women work, and I guess I should be glad you’re asking, and I am, because I can answer it, rationally. But you really think women make decisions of that magnitude based on what’s cool? Really?

Which isn’t to say we don’t have our shrieking teenagers and man-eaters over here, we do. But I don’t know, I just feel like even our shrieking teenagers are usually reasonably familiar with the terrain they’re shrieking about. They just don’t like it. There’s a difference. Maybe I’m wrong.

How can I find a woman who’s naturally pretty, emotionally secure, not needy, and behaves like a regular chill guy and not like an angry feminist?
Some questions are definitely walking the line between earnest bias and baiting, but some are just… I get this sense that they don’t even know that what they’re asking for is simply emotional validation. Like, most of these questions had a definite emotional pain… and massive insecurity… running through them. Honestly, I started to feel really sad.
My husband cheated on me while I was pregnant and living apart from him for work reasons. His visiting sister hid his acts from me, including his intention to get a divorce. Was this morally wrong of her?
So, like, in a couple of instances, I answered. Because, my god, if you are privileged and play by the rules and never question what you’re told and your life is still falling apart, that’s pretty rough. I feel like they don’t even have to tools to figure out where it went wrong, because they never questioned. But each time, I keep thinking: honey, you need to come over to Tumblr with this crap. First of all, because you need schooling. You need to be exposed to some damn representation, get some perspective. Oh my god, how many questions about whether this or that is “moral” do we need to parse through before you wake up in the next level, the level when you discover that there is more ambiguity in this world than you can dream of, dearest. And secondly, you need to talk to people who will answer what you’re really asking, sometimes quite forcefully, always comprehensively.
Seriously, you guys, I think Quora’s where the normal people hang out, and it frightened me.

What movie was #1 at the box office when you were born?

Christ, the list doesn’t go that far back.

THE LIST DOESN’T EVEN GO BACK FAR ENOUGH.

(Source: neilcicierega)

Being polite is the rote memorization phase of learning empathy.

bombing:

dantheman2033:

bombing:

if you’re on the sun then sun dried tomatoes are just tomatoes

Wouldn’t they just be dried tomatoes, because they are still not normal tomatoes

i just googled this and turns out there aren’t any tomatoes on the sun so it looks like we’re both wrong but more importantly you’re wrong

I enjoy our little chats.

aintralph:

ecklecticsoul:

{Strolling Series by Cecile Emeke}

Sexism,Patriarchy,Racism and ColonialsmFull Discourse

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Here is an interesting person I would like to spend time with. Oh man, and he gets even more compelling for taking the time