The Last Walkman
I’m no ordinary woman. My dreams come true.

"Khaleesi Says"    by Leah Umansky

Game of Thrones

In this story, she is fire-born:
knee-deep in the shuddering world.

In this story, she knows no fear,
for what is fractured is a near-bitten star,
a false-bearing tree,
or a dishonest wind.

In this story, fear is a house gone dry.
Fear is not being a woman.

I’m no ordinary woman, she says.
My dreams come true.

And she says and she is
and I say, yes, give me that.
llbwwb:

(via Red fox portrait in the snow by Foto Foosa / 500px)

yeah this guy totes could trick me into giving up my cheese

llbwwb:

(via Red fox portrait in the snow by Foto Foosa / 500px)

yeah this guy totes could trick me into giving up my cheese

haventreadthat:

Here’s your prize. It’s for being nice. Wouldn’t wanna stop getting those prizes now would you.

niceness cookies

"Rory generally operates in what Adelle Waldman calls a closed-feedback loop, in which her family, friends, teachers, fellow students and random townspeople affirm her goodness on a daily basis.  Nothing in Rory’s life has prepared her for recrimination, so of course it’s devastating when she has to face with it.

And that’s exactly how the good girl trap works. Patriarchal, capitalist cultures reward girls for being sweet, self-deprecating and selfless because these qualities seem to make them less likely to challenge the status quo. Meanwhile, the rewards themselves teach girls to base their sense of self-worth on outside affirmation. When they fail maintain the impossible standards they’re supposed to live up to, good girls spiral into self-doubt. In The Curse of the Good Girl, Rachel Simmons describes one such instance: ‘Her self-esteem perilously balanced on her excellence, she could only interpret failure as catastrophic … Her unreasonable expectations kept her shackled to failure, preventing her from shaking off a mistake and moving forward quickly.’

This is one way to limit the range of possibilities women can imagine for themselves. It’s how Rory, operating within a white, well-off milieu, winds up emulating her grandmother when she loses sight of her own goals, wearing tiny suits and joining the Daughters of the American Revolution.”

- from The Downside of Being Good: Paris, Rory and “Gilmore Girls”

If you’re working as a writer, working is a kind of play. I feel like, if all day long you’re just applying yourself to what you’re most genuinely curious about or most excited about—if you do that all the time, work will emerge.

- Sheila Heti

How to Do Dinner When It’s Already 8:30 PM and You’re Too Broke for Takeout

1. Grab leftover bunch of kale that is one fridge door-swing away from going the way of the triceratops (leathery; extinct).

2. Wash it in a previously used colander that the person with whom you cohabitate has left out on the counter.

3. Dry the kale with a paper towel or a kitchen towel or a pretty clean-looking thrifted skirt, no cares-ies.

4. Pour some oil of whatever questionable provenance in a pan.

5. Heat up the pan.

6. Cook the kale till it wilts like your self-confidence in the face of close scrutiny from your favorite college professor.

7. Crack two eggs into this business.

8. Scramble ‘em up. Are there shells in your scramble? Fish them out with your finger. Then burn your finger, run it under cold water for a minute only to realize that now you have also ruined your eggs. JK, ROOKIE MISTAKE. Just leave the eggshells wheresoever they may fall, for texture.

9. Add salt and pepper to taste. If you are out of regular-sized sea salt, crack open the kosher salt you bought in a haze of delusional, lifestyle blog-inspired determination to make lavender-ricotta ice cream.

10. Consume while reading Storify summary of petty Twitter fight.

"It was good to be greeted, to be embraced. I’ve missed you, Alastair once said, and my heart jumped at the pleasure of existing in someone else’s life."

On loneliness, cities, art

johnisdead:

even bad poems aren’t bad poems

softcore-fuckery:

makingofamelody:

makingofamelody:

1. Eric Garner executed on July 17th, 2014. Put in illegal choke hold and strangled by the NYPD

2. Pregnant lady gets put in an illegal chokehold by an NYPD officer for “illegally grilling” while her seven year old daughter watches July 27th, 2014

3. NYPD enters wrong house and drags a naked woman across the floor, then pepper sprays her four year old grandson August 2nd, 2014.

4. Man shot and killed by police for holding a toy gun in a Walmart, Dayton, Ohio - August 6th, 2014

5. Unarmed Black teen shot ten times by the Ferguson Police while walking home with his friend from the convenience store - August 9th, 2014

Since July 17th there has been five reported occurrences exemplifying the police and American justice system’s lack of reverence for Black life. These are the five stories that were able to attract at least minimal attention. Who knows what is going on out there covered up (like the Ferguson police is trying to do with Mike Brown’s murder), unrecorded, and unknown. In the past 23 days the police have perpetrated the humiliation, degradation, and murdering of Black dignity,souls, and people. Knowledge is power. Do not rely on mainstream media to give you the full/accurate story. They will always be complicit in the devaluing of Black life because Blackness has been criminalized in America. Please spread these stories and add any more that you know of under the hashtag #badges are the new hoods. We need to start documenting, and spreading information. They will try to silence us as they did to Ramsey Orta, and Alba Lekaj, the people who filmed the NYPD harasing and murdering Eric Garner. But united we can make a difference.  Knowledge is power. Stay woke Black America, Stay woke.

this happened in the past 23 days

roxanegay:

On my second day in the new town, I went to Best Buy to buy a telephone. In the store, I asked a salesperson, “Do you have old fashioned telephones as opposed to cellular phones?” He knew exactly what I meant and pointed me in the right direction.

I have a landline in my new apartment because,…

It’s less about technique than about persistence. There’s just all kinds of bullshit you have to go through first. You’re getting through your own bullshit. Their bullshit. The inherent bullshit of the scenario. In most cases, it takes time for them to say things they mean. You’ve got to be willing to make time for that.
John Jeremiah Sullivan on reporting. (via elisabethdonnelly)
Sari Botton Interviews Samantha Irby.
Irby: My dad’s lawyer brings her dog to the animal hospital where I worked, and I was in Chicago magazine, which is like the type of magazine your Jewish lawyer orders for her office. My dad used to drive her to the airport, and he’d have me in the car with him. He was like her chauffeur. And one day she was like, “I checked out your blog, and oh, the language, and oh, whatever,” and you could tell that she was waiting for me to apologize. So I just didn’t say anything, and then we had an awkward silence, and I was like, “What do you want me to say? Sorry? Or I’m ashamed? Tell me what you want, ’cause I don’t have the deference thing because there’s no parents around to shame me, so I get to look you in the eye as an adult and ask you what it is you’re trying to do to me. How are you trying to make me feel?”
Rumpus: Wow, what did she say?
Irby: She didn’t say anything. She just stood there and was just like, “Well, it was shocking to me.” And I was like, “Okay, but what am I supposed to do with that? Do you want me to tell you I’m sorry? I’m not sorry. I’m sorry you read it. If you can’t be supportive, I’m sorry you read it.” I don’t want anybody to put their shit on me.
What kinds of reward can failure offer us? Perhaps most obviously, failure allows us to escape the punishing norms that discipline behavior and manage human development with the goal of delivering us from unruly childhoods to orderly and predictable adulthoods. Failure preserves some of the wondrous anarchy of childhood and disturbs the supposedly clean boundaries between adults and children, winners and losers. And while failure certainly comes accompanied by a host of negative affect such as disappointment, disillusionment and despair, it also provides the opportunity to use these negative affect to poke holes in the toxic positivity of everyday life.
The Queer Art of Failure by Jack Halberstam (via pablo-neurotic)

austinkleon:

1) “I had never had any desire to be a writer. I wanted to be a reader.”

2) “One thing you discover in psychoanalytic treatment is the limits of what you can change about yourself or your life. We are children for a very long time.”

3) “Fortunately, I never recovered from my…