"What Are You Doing Here?" "I Heard There Was A Poetry Reading."

SABRINA CARPENTER & JENNA ORTEGA Taste (2024) Official Music Video, dir. Dave Meyers

“I believe in a world where impossible things happen. Where love can outstrip brutality, can neutralise it, as though it never was, or transform it into something new and more beautiful. Where love can outdo nature.”

— Carmen Maria Machado, Her Body & Other Parties

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry featured in "A Writer's Diary," originally pub. in January 1953

Lace Umbrella by Merryl Jaye

27 DRESSES (2008) dir. Anne Fletcher

SABRINA CARPENTER for Eric Vetro's "Sing Like The Star"

love song from a dog (Clegan postwar, ch10 47k)

“My name is Gale, Gale Cleven.” 

He says it firmly, as if he might be able to convince John not to travel down the path he was headed. 

He’s got skinny shoulders that pull at his uniform awkwardly, a scattering of freckles across his tanned cheeks. He looked like the heroes from John’s stories. Fair-haired knights that rode white horses and donned golden armor. Who were good all the way through, honorable and kind and always got the girl in the end. He was all man, with a woman’s looks and a working man’s gruff. He was, to John, utterly fascinating.

John smiles at him, tosses an arm around his shoulder and lightens the weight of the limb when he feels the other man flinch just slightly, “Well, I’m sayin you look like a Buck.” 

It’s a bit like pulling a girls pigtails. Gale sighs at him the same way, like he was more angry at not being angry than truly irritated. John finds he likes it just the same.

“You’re John Egan, right?”

“Call me Bucky.” 

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Joan Didion writes, in On Keeping a Notebook, that the purpose of keeping a notebook, or a journal for that matter, isn’t because you simply want keep a personal record of things; but because you want to remember the person you were at that specific moment. we write things down on our notebook/journal/diary (whichever one of those you keep) because we want to remember. we want to remember what specific people meant to us on a particular day or hour. or minute. we want to remember our first impression of something (or of doing that something), possibly of someone, too. sometimes we think we’ll “always remember” important events: “I’ll make a mental note of that” etc etc. but in reality everything is fleeting. so Didion says write it down. keep a journal. that way, people, places, and certain events will always be there in case you ever want to come back to them sometime in the future. but also so that they don’t ever haunt you.

Celeste Ng, Little Fires Everywhere