Magic Under Glass by Jaclyn Dolamore
I’m going to continue to reblog this every year I have a tumblr
Tom Hiddleston seen filming scenes for Crimson Peak in Toronto on April 23, 2014 [HQ]
I didn’t go to class so I could work on these 2 papers but I have 0 motivation. Someone help.
so I’ve been reading Kate Elliott’s Spirtwalker Trilogy and it is the best, most realistic fantasy I’ve read in a while because the characters:
- have to eat on a regular basis, think about eating, prioritize eating because they have a hard time thinking about other stuff when they’re fucking hungry
- run out into the cold in the middle of winter and forget their cloaks and then actually get really cold and sometimes have to revise their plans so that they can get warmer clothes because if not they will get frostbite or chilblains or die
- pee and sometimes use having to pee as a way to get away from people and collect their thoughts
- tell dudes who keep trying to “protect them” that they should fuck off
“Beatrice, you have no idea of the cruelties of the world. I will protect you.”
“Legate, you have no idea of how condescending you sound. I’m not interested in your kind of protection.”
- are naked when they shapeshift back into human form and run into a lot of inconvenience as a result
- realize that attraction isn’t always worth turning the world over for
- aren’t all white— aren’t even *mostly* white; almost everyone who is introduced is given a physical description with the protagonists’ guess at their ancestry and it seems that the migration routes that people have taken mostly make sense
- don’t have a view of race that obviously mirrors the one we have today, it’s obviously constructed based on the powers at play in the particular alternate universe the story takes place in
- often are inconvenienced by social custom and often are awkward at social customs
- have important female/female friendships that tend to be central to the story
Seriously, it’s fucking great. I’m only a bit into Cold Fire, which I read a while ago but have forgotten by now, and I’m enjoying the crap out of it.
“My friend who is a gardener sends me photos of himself at work” (via)
Tessa and I spent the morning learning to drink from the faucet. Tessa is not the brightest kitty.