“Okay, I’m going to Latveria, and I swear to fuck if anyone has sex on any surface where food is prepared while I’m gone I will quarantine all kitchens and no one will eat anything.”
TELEMARKETING IS THE THE WORST JOB, OH MY GOD
OH MY GOD
(except for door-to-door canvassing)
(but that was not a job)
(so much as it was a clusterfuck)
I think the real question here is why the hell did I not write Bang Bang/Natasha Romanova instead of Clint being stupid about feelings.
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I had been vaguely skeptical about the series until this moment happened, at which point I decided I liked the show a lot. Later, when there was a rat named Fievel and they sang “Somewhere Out There” to it, I lost all emotional distance from the show and wanted to hug everyone involved.
(Source: splinteryourspine, via prufrocking)
Twin Peaks, anyone?
listening to Regina Spektor and having feelings about my own fanfiction
True story, I am embarassingly infatuated with Dev Patel.
(via prufrocking)
Finally started watching Community.
I completely see what the fuss has been about. I’m enjoying it immensely.
smilefortyeight asked: Hello! And violet, silver, brown, and white.
Violet: What is your favourite thing about your writing?
I’m pretty good at dialogue, particularly where there’s some kind of subterfuge or manipulation involved, I think. Hmmm. This is a lot harder than trying to pick out my weaknesses!
Silver: Top three sources of inspiration.
Music, definitely. Always has been. I once had a hallucinatory waking dream while listening to a live performance of “Rite of Spring,” and even when it doesn’t go that far, music tends to inspire deep emotion in me, at the very least, which can lead to ideas for writing.
Also film, though I’m currently muddling my way through trying to figure out how to get the effect of cinematography on my mental visualization to translate in my writing. So I’m not sure how much that comes through?
And other literary works, of course. That’s a huge part of it. I obsess over certain works to the point of thinking ‘I love this story so much I want to lick it.’ Most recently I have had a consuming love affair with Julio Cortázar’s short stories in the original Spanish. If you haven’t read “Casa tomada” (English: “House Taken Over,” though I myself haven’t read any translations and cannot recommend a specific one), you should look into it!
Brown: Three favourite novels.
Hmmm. This is difficult! La sombra del viento (English: The Shadow of the Wind) by Carlos Ruíz Zafón, for sure. Fair warning, though: I’ve only read the English translation. But I thought it was gorgeously written and well-constructed. I think I need to go peruse my bookshelves!
If graphic novels count, The Tragical Comedy or Comical Tragedy of Mr Punch by Neil Gaiman and Dave McKean, for sure. It perfectly captured the tone and nature of childhood memory, for me.
And fuck it, I’m cheating for the third. It’s not a novel, but rather a nonfiction book: The Monster Show by David Skal. It probably started me on my way to critically analyzing films for fun at the tender age of twelve-ish, to say nothing of encouraging my budding affinity for horror, so I’d consider it a huge influence.
To cheat further and cite a novel I still haven’t finished, the first half of Mark Z. Danielewski’s House of Leaves has also been an influence. I don’t know if I’d put it on a list of all-time favourites, but it was so interestingly constructed and has definitely fed into my fascination with metafiction.
White: Weirdest thing you’ve ever written.
Knife-kink for a friend of mine, using two of my characters (one loosely based on a character from an opera I had just performed in). It was incredibly uncomfortable for me to write and she was really into it, but in a way I think that helped, because one of the characters was kind of reluctantly going along with it and the other was getting off on it. So, uh. Yeah. I’m actually a little sad that she didn’t save it (I didn’t, either) just because writing it was much a memorably strange experience. We had a long “your kink is not my kink” talk afterwards. Apparently I wrote good knife-kink despite the fact that it’s not really my thing?
