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May 5, 2016
If any of y'all are planning on coming to the St.louis event tonight (5/5/16) the library asks that...
If any of y'all are planning on coming to the St.louis event tonight (5/5/16) the library asks that you reserve a spot (it’s painless, I promise): http://www.mainstreetbooks.net/event/maggie-stiefvater-the-raven-king/
May 4, 2016
eleanorford:
My @fountainbookstore collection of doodled in...
May 3, 2016
sourwolfsam:
The Raven Boys is wonder- old woods and changing and magic. It’s desperate, the world...
The Raven Boys is wonder- old woods and changing and magic. It’s desperate, the world pulling you outwards when you want to be in. It’s waiting for the weekend, waiting for signals, for signs, for something different. It’s a beat that catches, that swirls in the air, that twists and turns and winds it’s way into spaces you never realised were empty. It’s wide eyes searching skyward, mouths ajar, feeling new. It’s the promise of something bigger, dust in your lungs, breathless, gasping, help me’s into silence. It’s being saved without wanting to be, reproachful, I don’t know what to do, abandoning somewhere you thought was home. It’s reaching out and finding nothing to touch, things you can’t explain, I’ve been dead for six years, that’s all there is. It’s whispering questions into freezing air and finding the world tumbling in your breath.
The Dream Thieves is smashed glass, blood splattered floors, dialling a number that won’t pick up. It’s sunlight falling through air, hiding hurt behind shaking hands and averted eyes, broken, shattered, fix me. It’s dark water, dark laughter, dark eyes, dark hearts- children dragged into existence, into life, into more. It’s smashed fists and dirt-caked finer nails, secrets kept and moments analysed. It’s creation, madness, impossible, longing, enchanted, I don’t want your pity. It’s brothers, the ones you choose, chaos and shielding arms, what would they do to me? It’s clenched jaws, blood stained smiles, hooded eyes, the world as a nightmare. It’s falling through broken air, claws at your throat, fire at your feet, engulfing, scorched rooftops, rain falling from the earth and up and back down again. It’s releasing the controls, open eyes, empty lungs, restless hearts. It’s darkness, I’m always brave- braver than that.
Blue Lily Lily Blue is a light kicking in after a blackout, flickering shadows, dancing your hand out the window. It’s circles under your eyes, aching, something over your shoulder, I will be your hands, I will be your eyes. It’s caught breath, suffocating, thoughts becoming things becoming fears. It’s light, the absence of dark, how could you ever be lonely again, wonderful, dreamful days. It’s talking in circles, dreaming in riddles, walking down tunnels that lead to nowhere. It’s hands on a steering wheel, fingertips on fingertips, this was not allowed. It’s flowers and rosebuds and ripped skin and you let me believe, tuning everything on it’s head. It’s eyes closing into exhausted knuckles, sitting alone in the dark, finding, changing, wondering, for your hands. It’s your heart stopping or beating too fast or not at all. It’s intention, wanting, desperate, untameable longing. It’s your voice cracking in the dark and knowing someone’s beside you, ready to heal.
The Raven King is maps spread out across the floor, pin points and coordinates that don’t exist. It’s decaying, losing your grip, your own breath in your ears, rushing, drowning, running, whimpers and putting your faith into the unknown. It’s secrets kept and facts pulled out of thin air, something’s wrong, something new, something different. It’s overflowing, raging, crashing into each other, the ocean would catch fire, magic. It’s a storm made of anything but rain, alcohol soaked laughter, futures beginning, reaching for something, fining something new. It’s trembling tears, grief choked sobs, dreaming cures for tragedies that haven’t happened yet. It’s dissonance, cracked sunlight caught on sharp bones, heaving, dreadful, wonderful, panting, make it save, make it safe, make it safe. It’s endings and beginnings and fearful happiness. It’s being sick of a world without them in it, thumbs pressed into soft skin, stop me, stop me, stop me- stopped. It’s saving yourself, bending truth, unmaking, undoing, unhinging. It’s holding your hand up to the sky, longing, do you dream of the stars, slipping quietly from existence, wake up. It’s hopeful, it’s forgiveness, an endless, unwilling war. It’s impossible light, beginning and ending, beginning and ending - make way for the Raven King.
May 2, 2016
The Raven Cycle Series: Richard “Dick” Gansey III [INFJ]
UNOFFICIAL TYPING by CuriousCarson
Introverted Intuition (Ni): Gansey has a singled minded vision: to find Glendower. This goal overlays his perceptions of everything. It can make him blind to alternatives or other problems. He turns every idea, every occurrence, toward the future, usually with a positive outlook. Everything relates to his goal, which to Gansey is an abstract, mystical vision. “[Glendower] was everything Gansey wished he could be: wise and brave, sure of his path, touched by the supernatural, respected by all, survived by his legacy.”
Extroverted Feeling (Fe): Several characters have noted that there are different versions of Gansey. His behavior easily adapts to the situation and who he’s with. It is natural for him to play the part, to be polite, charming, in-control. He can even be manipulative, like when he convinces the guidance counselor to keep Ronan enrolled, although he doesn’t like to be. He is used to solving problems with charm. Although he’s amiable and could be quite popular, he chooses to focus on a small group of friends (like many auxiliary Fe users). He is a loyal, peacemaking, compassionate friend, and he often puts other’s needs before his own. “[Gansey] gave himself over to feeling sorry for himself, that he should have so many friends and yet feel so very alone. He felt it fell to him to comfort them, but never the other way around.” Gansey himself notes he can’t be as independent as Adam or Ronan (both Fi-users), says “he never seemed able to walk away from them” and “Adam was so very real and true in a way that Gansey couldn’t ever seem to be.”
Introverted Thinking (Ti): Gansey Ti makes him curious. It drives him to understand everything of interest to him, regardless of practical use. He enjoys research and analyzing ideas. His logic balances his emotions. On several occasions he is willing to pause the search for Glendower if he perceives it as unsafe or knows logically there is a more pressing issue. He “could trot out logic on a nice little leash, wearing a smart plaid jacket, when [he] wanted to.”
Extroverted Sensing (Se): Gansey likes nice things, and takes special pride in some of his possessions: his car, the warehouse, his journal. But in each case the idea, the personal symbolism of the things, outweighs their practical value. He is often so lost in his own mind, he is detached from the physical world. He can sometimes be senselessly reckless. “There were many different versions of Gensey, but this… was the Gansey who bought the camaro, the Gansey who asked Ronan to teach him to fight, the Gansey who contained every wild spark so that it wouldn’t show up in the other versions.”
delightful
This is for the person in my inbox who asked for this in my...
This is for the person in my inbox who asked for this in my handwriting and asked for their ask/username to be kept private.
littlebitshonkie:
So I had this momentary spasm of anger ‘how...
So I had this momentary spasm of anger ‘how dare they not be matchy matchy’ as I realised the spine of The Raven King was a dark grey, before noticing that, in fact, all the spines were varying shades of grey. It was just that with the subtle gradient the previous books had going, I hadn’t noticed until The Raven King came along with its ‘who the fuck turned out the lights’ grey.
Though, of course, ‘who the fuck turned out the lights’ grey seems very appropriate against its predecessors. You go, book designers! You go!
(Also my cat says ‘Hi’)
November 17, 2015
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I'll leave the old posts up here as the critique partner finding ones, in particular, are still active.
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