1. katherineofvalois:


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  2. The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night.
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  4. wot-tidbits:

    A tree named Avendesora will live on forever in honor of Harriet McDougal RIgney. In Bela’s Garden at the Medical University of South Carolina. Photos by Melanie Epps Murray.

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  5. fuocogo:


    god this fucking person

    another vine i’m going to accidentally watch 100 times 

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  6. avalancherun:

    Forcing yourself to work on something that you have no real motivation for


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  8. Her name was Blythe Harris. She had tweeted me saying she had some ideas for my next book.

    “Cool, Blythe, thanks!” I replied. In an attempt to connect with readers, I’d been asking Twitter for ideas – “The weirdest thing you can think of!” – promising to try to incorporate them in the sequel.

    Curious to see if Blythe had read my book, I clicked from her Twitter through her blog and her Goodreads page. She had given it one star. “Meh,” I thought. I scrolled down her review.

    “Fuck this,” it said. “I think this book is awfully written and offensive; its execution in regards to all aspects is horrible and honestly, nonexistent.”

    Blythe went on to warn other readers that my characters were rape apologists and slut-shamers. She accused my book of mocking everything from domestic abuse to PTSD. “I can say with utmost certainty that this is one of the worst books I’ve read this year,” she said, “maybe my life.”

    Other commenters joined in to say they’d been thinking of reading my book, but now wouldn’t. Or they’d liked it, but could see where Blythe was coming from, and would reduce their ratings.

    “Rape is brushed off as if it is nothing,” Blythe explained to one commenter. “PTSD is referred to insensitively; domestic abuse is the punch line of a joke, as is mental illness.”

    “But there isn’t rape in my book,” I thought. I racked my brain, trying to see where I had gone wrong. I wished I could magically transform all the copies being printed with a quick swish of my little red pen. (“Not to make fun of PTSD, or anything,” I might add to one character’s comment. “Because that would be wrong.”)

    At the bottom of the page, Goodreads had issued the following directive (if you are signed in as an author, it appears after every bad review of a book you’ve written): “We really, really (really!) don’t think you should comment on this review, even to thank the reviewer. If you think this review is against our Review Guidelines, please flag it to bring it to our attention. Keep in mind that if this is a review of the book, even one including factual errors, we generally will not remove it.

    “If you still feel you must leave a comment, click ‘Accept and Continue’ below to proceed (but again, we don’t recommend it).”

    I would soon learn why.

    After listening to me yammer on about the Goodreads review, my mother sent me a link to a website called stopthegrbullies.com, or STGRB. Blythe appeared on a page called Badly Behaving Goodreaders, an allusion to Badly Behaving Authors. BBAs, Athena Parker, a co-founder of STGRB, told me, are “usually authors who [have] unknowingly broken some ‘rule’”. Once an author is labelled a BBA, his or her book is unofficially blacklisted by the book-blogging community.

    In my case, I became a BBA by writing about issues such as PTSD, sex and deer hunting without moralising on these topics. (Other authors have become BBAs for: doing nothing, tweeting their dislike of snarky reviews, supporting other BBAs.)

    “Blythe was involved in an [online] attack on a 14-year-old girl back in May 2012,” Parker said. The teenager had written a glowing review of a book Blythe hated, obliquely referencing Blythe’s hatred for it: “Dear Haters,” the review read. “Everyone has his or her own personal opinion, but expressing that through profanity is not the answer. Supposedly, this person is an English teacher at a middle school near where I lived… People can get hurt,” the review concluded.

    In response, Blythe rallied her followers. Adults began flooding the girl’s thread, saying, among other things, “Fuck you.”

    It turned out that Parker and her co-founders were not the only ones to have run into trouble with Blythe. An editor friend encouraged me to get in touch with other authors she knew who had been negatively reviewed by her. Only one agreed to talk, under condition of anonymity.

    I’ll call her Patricia Winston.

    “You know her, too?” I Gchatted Patricia.

    She responded – “Omg” – and immediately took our conversation off the record.

    “DO NOT ENGAGE,” she implored me. “You’ll make yourself look bad, and she’ll ruin you.”

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  9. jgqcmp:

Ancient Reflecting Pool


    Ancient Reflecting Pool

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  10. queensimia:






    How to balance a checkbook

    why is this on my dash. what the fuck im not 40 

    Honestly you should start doing this when you start working.

    You don’t have to be 40 to know valuable life skills tbh

    I know people in their 50’s who don’t know how to do this. You need to know how to do this when you get your first job. It will make your life so much easier.

    Dude, it’s NEVER too early to start implementing basic financial skills. Hell, I wish someone had sat down with me when I was 13 and taught me all this then.

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