Reading is a Matter of Trust

The first sentence of every novel should be: “Trust me, this will take time but there is order here, very faint, very human.” Meander if you want to get to town.
~ Michael Ondaatje, In the Skin of a Lion
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the-right-writing: Character Questions

(via the-right-writing)

  • What would completely break your character?

  • What was the best thing in your character’s life?
  • What was the worst thing in your character’s life?
  • What seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?
  • Does your character work so that they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?
  • What is your character reluctant to tell people?
  • How does your character feel about sex?
  • How many friends does your character have?
  • How many friends does your character want?
  • What would your character make a scene in public about?
  • What would your character give their life for?
  • What are your character’s major flaws?
  • What does your character pretend or try to care about?
  • How does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?
  • What is your character afraid of?
  • What is something most people in your setting do that your character things is dumb?
  • Where would your character fall on a politeness/rudeness scale?

These are all solid questions that we should ask ourselves whenever we are creating our characters. To discover more top notch writing advice, tips and examples from the-right-writing’s blog then visit their website. They are a phenomenal resource with a fun interesting posts for writers. 

Link to the-right-writing blog: 

http://the-right-writing.tumblr.com/

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American Gods Trailer

American Gods Trailer. Definitely excited to see this, can’t wait to see more of Mr. Wednesday by Ian McShane and I also really want to see Mr. Nancy by Orlando Jones. Great casting for this show. I can’t believe HBO passed on this.

via American Gods Trailer. — The Clearing at the End of the Path.

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Bookriot: World’s Oldest Library

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Bookriot recently ran an article about Khizanat al Qarawiyyin in Fes, Morocco. This is (as the title suggests) the oldest library in existence. The article itself is filled with beautiful pictures and interesting facts about the library.

One fact I found amazing: a woman founded this particular literary haven. Her name was Fatima al Fihria. She created the library in the 9th century. The 9th century! Pretty radical for a woman to do. Such knowledge has definitely inspired me as a bibliophile and also as a woman.

If you would like to learn more about Khizanat al Qarawiyyin or Fatima al Fihria then please click the link below. The article was lovely.

http://bookriot.com/2016/07/18/a-sneak-peek-into-the-gorgeous-oldest-library-in-the-world/

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Armchair Reading

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  • Anybody else end up moving around their chair, bed, sofa or floor like this? I swear I always end up in weird poses while reading.

Source: Atomic Samba (FB)

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Exposed

I think a lot of writing comes out of a desire to be seen–truly seen, whatever that means–and yet, when that gaze is on you and someone really gets what you’re doing and what you’ve said, it’s terribly exposing and vulnerable and crazy-making.

~ Traci Brimhall
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Kirsten Dunst to Direct The Bell Jar

Actress Kirsten Dunst will make her directorial debut with an adaptation of Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar, which deals with a young woman struggling with mental illness Dakota Fanning is set to play protagonist Esther Greenwood, and we hope she can really capture her slow yet inevitable breakdown. In addition to directing the upcoming film […]

via Kirsten Dunst Will Direct an Adaptation of ‘The Bell Jar’ Starring Dakota Fanning —

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Relative

You were born in June light
when the lazy rays of summer are
at their brightest

And the sun beats the backs of men
like Apollo’s stinging whip.

I was born during February’s freeze
when the snowflakes kiss your cheek
in frenzied flurries

And winter winds howl at your door
like wounded Persephone.

We are sisters—

Alike in blood and birth alone.

In thought and soul we remain
locked inside our own archipelagos

Our songs forever clashing as we
tango around the other in clumsy
stockinged feet

Arms never to reach outwards in a
greeting.

Oh, Stranger—

I’ll never know your season well
enough to call it home.

 

 

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