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maravilhanaervilha:

Guys.

It’s a book mark that marks your spot in the book.

image

(Source: just-a-skinny-boy, via thefuuuucomics)

"Such Small Hands" by: La Dispute

"Such Small Hands" by: La Dispute

(via the-asshole-gentleman)

teachingliteracy:

zenpencils:

WHAT TEACHERS MAKE by Taylor Mali

scribnerbooks:

‎For a mere 99 cents, you can now download F. Scott Fitzgerald’s short story “Thank You for the Light,” which in 1936 was rejected by The New Yorker, whose editors said that it was “so curious and so unlike the kind of thing we associate with him and really too fantastic.”

scribnerbooks:

‎For a mere 99 cents, you can now download F. Scott Fitzgerald’s short story “Thank You for the Light,” which in 1936 was rejected by The New Yorker, whose editors said that it was “so curious and so unlike the kind of thing we associate with him and really too fantastic.”

Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like not to lose.
– Neil Gaiman

(Source: carmenthelibrarian, via booklover)

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace

(Source: aseaofquotes, via teachingliteracy)

[Quotes] RANT BY: CHUCK PALAHNIUK

“By first believing in Santa Claus, then the Easter Bunny, then the Tooth Fairy, Rant Casey was recognizing that those myths are more than pretty stories and traditions to delight children. Or to modify behavior. Each of those three traditions asks a child to believe in the impossible in exchange for a reward. These are stepped-up tests to build a child’s faith and imagination. The first test is to believe in a magical person, with toys as the reward. The second test is to trust in a magical animal, with candy as the reward. The last test is the most difficult, with the most abstract reward: To believe, trust in a flying fairy that will leave money. 

From a man to an animal to a fairy. 

From toys to candy to money. Thus, interestingly enough, transferring the magic of faith and trust from sparkling fairy-dom to clumsy, tarnished coins. From gossamer wings to nickels… dimes… and quarters. 

In this way, a child is stepped up to greater feats of imagination and faith as he or she matures. Beginning with Santa in infancy, and ending with the Tooth Fairy as the child acquires adult teeth. Or, plainly put, beginning with all the possibility of childhood, and ending with an absolute trust in the national currency. ” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

“We all have this moment, when your folks first see you as someone not growing up to be them.” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

“No matter what happens, it’s always now.” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

“A child who is disillusioned abruptly, by his peers or siblings, being ridiculed for his faith and imagination, may choose never to believe in anything- tangible or intangible- again. To never trust or wonder.” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

“Folks build a reputation by attacking you while you’re alive - or praising you after you ain’t.” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

[From The Onion] Tragic Accident Kills Aspiring Living Person

BOISE, ID—According to friends and family, the automobile accident that claimed the life of area youth Evan Laskin this week tragically cut short the prospects of a talented 18-year-old who had aspired his whole life to be a living person.

Those closest to him said Laskin would be remembered not only as a loving son and caring friend, but also as a gifted young man who, right up until the very end, showed tremendous promise when it came to being alive.

“His whole life, Evan wanted nothing more than to exist,” said Bryan Dermott, a classmate and close friend of Laskin who shared his ambition to have a functioning central nervous system. “It’s a big part of who he was. He was always talking about consuming vital nutrients, metabolizing them, producing new cells to replace old or damaged ones, breathing. Living was the thing that was most important to him, and he was really good at it, too.”

“He was alive practically all the time,” Dermott continued. “In fact, when I last talked to him, I specifically remember him being alive.”

Many people who knew him well confirmed Laskin lived almost every single day, sometimes for hours at a time, and said continuing his life was something he talked about constantly. Sources recalled how the high school senior would light up when the subject turned to living, but would often drift off or appear to grow distant at the mention of dying, something he never showed much interest in.

Growing up in a family of living people—his father Maurice was an auto mechanic who lived whenever he could, while his mother Paula also took great pride in being a self-sustaining assemblage of organic molecules—Laskin reportedly displayed a proclivity and passion for existence from a very young age.

“Often I’d wake up at six in the morning and Evan would already be downstairs moving around, thinking about things, experiencing continuous reality, and responding to external stimuli,” said Paula Laskin, adding that her son had covered the walls of his bedroom with posters of living people he idolized. “Even as a toddler, he talked about how much he wanted to be alive, to have functioning organs and measurable brain activity. You could tell just by being around him that Evan’s calling in life was to be a living human being.”

Laskin’s father told reporters he believed his boy could have grown up to be very successful at existing.

“I guess that’s how I’ll always remember him—as an alive person,” Laskin’s father said. “I’ll never forget when I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up, whether it was a living person or a dead person. Well, he cut me off right there and told me he wanted to be alive. I was so very, very proud of him at that moment.”

“I like to think that Evan was alive right up until the moment he died,” he continued through tears. “That’s just the kind of person he was.”

Students and faculty at Laskin’s school said they planned to honor the teen’s memory with a prolonged moment of life tomorrow morning.

[From The Onion] Area Man Going To Sit Quietly In Darkened Bedroom Until Roommate’s Party Ends

AUSTIN, TX—Saying that he “really doesn’t know anyone out there,” local man Matt Kremer, 24, announced Friday night that he plans on sitting alone quietly in his darkened bedroom until a party being thrown by his roommate ends.

Kremer, who found his roommate Tim Rhodes through a mutual acquaintance back in January, said he briefly stopped by the living room earlier in the evening and had a beer but, realizing he didn’t have all that much to talk about with the party’s guests, decided he would be better off hanging out by himself in his bedroom.

“People out there seem to be having a good time, but I don’t mind just chilling out on my own for a while,” said Kremer, checking his e-mail for the third time in five minutes as the sound of music and laughter permeated his closed door. “I told them I was a little tired and was probably just going to turn in early.”

“Anyway, I’m sure they’ll only be in here for another hour or so,” Kremer continued. “People started coming over at 8:30, and it’s almost 11 now, so I figure this thing should be over pretty soon.”

Despite Rhodes telling him about the get-together earlier in the week and repeatedly urging him to invite anyone he wanted, Kremer told reporters that he neglected to inform any of his friends about the event or make alternative plans for the evening.

Since locking himself in his room, Kremer has reportedly watched two episodes of the TV seriesHomeland on his laptop, pausing intermittently to remove his headphones and check to see if the party was still going on. He said he also briefly considered reading the book he started a few days ago but, upon remembering he had left it on the living room table, decided instead to just sit on his bed and stare at the wall a bit longer.

“I’d like to get a drink of water, but the last time I went out there was awkward enough,” said Kremer, who at approximately 10:30 p.m. made his way across the living room to the kitchen while pretending to be on his cell phone. “Honestly, I kind of need to use the bathroom, too, but if they see me again, they’ll know I’m awake and wonder why I’m not hanging out.”

“I’ll just wait it out,” Kremer added.

At one point, Rhodes reportedly knocked on the door and asked Kremer if he wanted any of the pizza he had just ordered for his guests. Despite being somewhat hungry, Kremer replied, “No, I’m cool,” from behind the door, and then listened for the sound of his roommate walking away.

According to Kremer, he has heard his named mentioned several times during the party, with multiple people asking where he was, and at least one asking, “Is he just sitting in there all alone?”

“I really don’t want everybody thinking of me as Tim’s weird roommate,” said Kremer, glancing at the clock that now showed 12:30 a.m. “But I definitely heard Tim say to someone, ‘Don’t eat that ice cream—it’s my roommate’s.’ I’d go out there and tell people to help themselves to whatever they want, but then they’d also know I can hear them talking about me.”

“I wonder if they think I don’t have any friends,” he added.

Kremer confirmed he had considered the possibility of just leaving the apartment altogether for a couple of hours, but then realized he really had nowhere to go and would pretty much be in the same situation, only trapped outside his apartment instead of in.

Following a failed attempt to fall asleep, Kremer reportedly picked up his phone and simply stared at its screen for a solid five minutes.

“They just turned the music off, so things must finally be dying down,” Kremer said around three in the morning, briefly tilting his ear toward the wall. “But I don’t actually hear anybody leaving. Hmm.”

At press time, sources confirmed Rhodes had told his friends they should feel free to just spend the night, saying “[his] roommate really won’t mind at all.”

the-library-and-step-on-it:

White’s Books is former Penguin Books designer David Pearson’s new publishing house. Renowned artists are commissioned to design the binding for each of the beautifully crafted hardcovers. Petra Borner (a fashion designers that has worked for Louis Vuitton), Stanley Donwood (a wood- and lino-cut artist that is best known for designing Radiohead’s album covers), and Joe McLaren (an illustrator for The Times and Monocle) are just a few of the great designers.

(via booklover)

With disappointment comes clarity, conviction and true originality.
–     Conan O’Brien
lisasimpsonbookclub:


From the newest episode, Bart asking Lisa if she really needs all this Kurt Vonnegut. 

Lisa: “They self-reference each other!”
Submitted by eatingoutinlondontown

lisasimpsonbookclub:

From the newest episode, Bart asking Lisa if she really needs all this Kurt Vonnegut. 

Lisa: “They self-reference each other!”

Submitted by eatingoutinlondontown

City of Neon

nickmiller:

City of Angels. City of Dreams. City of Lost Memories. City of Neon. That was it—the neon lights: manufactured color pouring down over the city, like acid rain, slowly eroding the souls of the city-dwelling youths, while poisoning their minds with an insatiable craving for manufactured highs. It was the lights. It had always been the lights.

Good stories write themselves—bad ones have to be written…
– F. Scott Fitzgerald in a letter to Harold Ober (via alex-ivy)

(via scribnerbooks)

maravilhanaervilha:

Guys.

It’s a book mark that marks your spot in the book.

image

(Source: just-a-skinny-boy, via thefuuuucomics)

"Such Small Hands" by: La Dispute

"Such Small Hands" by: La Dispute

(via the-asshole-gentleman)

teachingliteracy:

zenpencils:

WHAT TEACHERS MAKE by Taylor Mali

scribnerbooks:

‎For a mere 99 cents, you can now download F. Scott Fitzgerald’s short story “Thank You for the Light,” which in 1936 was rejected by The New Yorker, whose editors said that it was “so curious and so unlike the kind of thing we associate with him and really too fantastic.”

scribnerbooks:

‎For a mere 99 cents, you can now download F. Scott Fitzgerald’s short story “Thank You for the Light,” which in 1936 was rejected by The New Yorker, whose editors said that it was “so curious and so unlike the kind of thing we associate with him and really too fantastic.”

Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like not to lose.
– Neil Gaiman

(Source: carmenthelibrarian, via booklover)

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace

(Source: aseaofquotes, via teachingliteracy)

[Quotes] RANT BY: CHUCK PALAHNIUK

“By first believing in Santa Claus, then the Easter Bunny, then the Tooth Fairy, Rant Casey was recognizing that those myths are more than pretty stories and traditions to delight children. Or to modify behavior. Each of those three traditions asks a child to believe in the impossible in exchange for a reward. These are stepped-up tests to build a child’s faith and imagination. The first test is to believe in a magical person, with toys as the reward. The second test is to trust in a magical animal, with candy as the reward. The last test is the most difficult, with the most abstract reward: To believe, trust in a flying fairy that will leave money. 

From a man to an animal to a fairy. 

From toys to candy to money. Thus, interestingly enough, transferring the magic of faith and trust from sparkling fairy-dom to clumsy, tarnished coins. From gossamer wings to nickels… dimes… and quarters. 

In this way, a child is stepped up to greater feats of imagination and faith as he or she matures. Beginning with Santa in infancy, and ending with the Tooth Fairy as the child acquires adult teeth. Or, plainly put, beginning with all the possibility of childhood, and ending with an absolute trust in the national currency. ” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

“We all have this moment, when your folks first see you as someone not growing up to be them.” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

“No matter what happens, it’s always now.” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

“A child who is disillusioned abruptly, by his peers or siblings, being ridiculed for his faith and imagination, may choose never to believe in anything- tangible or intangible- again. To never trust or wonder.” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

“Folks build a reputation by attacking you while you’re alive - or praising you after you ain’t.” 
― Chuck PalahniukRant

[From The Onion] Tragic Accident Kills Aspiring Living Person

BOISE, ID—According to friends and family, the automobile accident that claimed the life of area youth Evan Laskin this week tragically cut short the prospects of a talented 18-year-old who had aspired his whole life to be a living person.

Those closest to him said Laskin would be remembered not only as a loving son and caring friend, but also as a gifted young man who, right up until the very end, showed tremendous promise when it came to being alive.

“His whole life, Evan wanted nothing more than to exist,” said Bryan Dermott, a classmate and close friend of Laskin who shared his ambition to have a functioning central nervous system. “It’s a big part of who he was. He was always talking about consuming vital nutrients, metabolizing them, producing new cells to replace old or damaged ones, breathing. Living was the thing that was most important to him, and he was really good at it, too.”

“He was alive practically all the time,” Dermott continued. “In fact, when I last talked to him, I specifically remember him being alive.”

Many people who knew him well confirmed Laskin lived almost every single day, sometimes for hours at a time, and said continuing his life was something he talked about constantly. Sources recalled how the high school senior would light up when the subject turned to living, but would often drift off or appear to grow distant at the mention of dying, something he never showed much interest in.

Growing up in a family of living people—his father Maurice was an auto mechanic who lived whenever he could, while his mother Paula also took great pride in being a self-sustaining assemblage of organic molecules—Laskin reportedly displayed a proclivity and passion for existence from a very young age.

“Often I’d wake up at six in the morning and Evan would already be downstairs moving around, thinking about things, experiencing continuous reality, and responding to external stimuli,” said Paula Laskin, adding that her son had covered the walls of his bedroom with posters of living people he idolized. “Even as a toddler, he talked about how much he wanted to be alive, to have functioning organs and measurable brain activity. You could tell just by being around him that Evan’s calling in life was to be a living human being.”

Laskin’s father told reporters he believed his boy could have grown up to be very successful at existing.

“I guess that’s how I’ll always remember him—as an alive person,” Laskin’s father said. “I’ll never forget when I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up, whether it was a living person or a dead person. Well, he cut me off right there and told me he wanted to be alive. I was so very, very proud of him at that moment.”

“I like to think that Evan was alive right up until the moment he died,” he continued through tears. “That’s just the kind of person he was.”

Students and faculty at Laskin’s school said they planned to honor the teen’s memory with a prolonged moment of life tomorrow morning.

[From The Onion] Area Man Going To Sit Quietly In Darkened Bedroom Until Roommate’s Party Ends

AUSTIN, TX—Saying that he “really doesn’t know anyone out there,” local man Matt Kremer, 24, announced Friday night that he plans on sitting alone quietly in his darkened bedroom until a party being thrown by his roommate ends.

Kremer, who found his roommate Tim Rhodes through a mutual acquaintance back in January, said he briefly stopped by the living room earlier in the evening and had a beer but, realizing he didn’t have all that much to talk about with the party’s guests, decided he would be better off hanging out by himself in his bedroom.

“People out there seem to be having a good time, but I don’t mind just chilling out on my own for a while,” said Kremer, checking his e-mail for the third time in five minutes as the sound of music and laughter permeated his closed door. “I told them I was a little tired and was probably just going to turn in early.”

“Anyway, I’m sure they’ll only be in here for another hour or so,” Kremer continued. “People started coming over at 8:30, and it’s almost 11 now, so I figure this thing should be over pretty soon.”

Despite Rhodes telling him about the get-together earlier in the week and repeatedly urging him to invite anyone he wanted, Kremer told reporters that he neglected to inform any of his friends about the event or make alternative plans for the evening.

Since locking himself in his room, Kremer has reportedly watched two episodes of the TV seriesHomeland on his laptop, pausing intermittently to remove his headphones and check to see if the party was still going on. He said he also briefly considered reading the book he started a few days ago but, upon remembering he had left it on the living room table, decided instead to just sit on his bed and stare at the wall a bit longer.

“I’d like to get a drink of water, but the last time I went out there was awkward enough,” said Kremer, who at approximately 10:30 p.m. made his way across the living room to the kitchen while pretending to be on his cell phone. “Honestly, I kind of need to use the bathroom, too, but if they see me again, they’ll know I’m awake and wonder why I’m not hanging out.”

“I’ll just wait it out,” Kremer added.

At one point, Rhodes reportedly knocked on the door and asked Kremer if he wanted any of the pizza he had just ordered for his guests. Despite being somewhat hungry, Kremer replied, “No, I’m cool,” from behind the door, and then listened for the sound of his roommate walking away.

According to Kremer, he has heard his named mentioned several times during the party, with multiple people asking where he was, and at least one asking, “Is he just sitting in there all alone?”

“I really don’t want everybody thinking of me as Tim’s weird roommate,” said Kremer, glancing at the clock that now showed 12:30 a.m. “But I definitely heard Tim say to someone, ‘Don’t eat that ice cream—it’s my roommate’s.’ I’d go out there and tell people to help themselves to whatever they want, but then they’d also know I can hear them talking about me.”

“I wonder if they think I don’t have any friends,” he added.

Kremer confirmed he had considered the possibility of just leaving the apartment altogether for a couple of hours, but then realized he really had nowhere to go and would pretty much be in the same situation, only trapped outside his apartment instead of in.

Following a failed attempt to fall asleep, Kremer reportedly picked up his phone and simply stared at its screen for a solid five minutes.

“They just turned the music off, so things must finally be dying down,” Kremer said around three in the morning, briefly tilting his ear toward the wall. “But I don’t actually hear anybody leaving. Hmm.”

At press time, sources confirmed Rhodes had told his friends they should feel free to just spend the night, saying “[his] roommate really won’t mind at all.”

the-library-and-step-on-it:

White’s Books is former Penguin Books designer David Pearson’s new publishing house. Renowned artists are commissioned to design the binding for each of the beautifully crafted hardcovers. Petra Borner (a fashion designers that has worked for Louis Vuitton), Stanley Donwood (a wood- and lino-cut artist that is best known for designing Radiohead’s album covers), and Joe McLaren (an illustrator for The Times and Monocle) are just a few of the great designers.

(via booklover)

With disappointment comes clarity, conviction and true originality.
–     Conan O’Brien
lisasimpsonbookclub:


From the newest episode, Bart asking Lisa if she really needs all this Kurt Vonnegut. 

Lisa: “They self-reference each other!”
Submitted by eatingoutinlondontown

lisasimpsonbookclub:

From the newest episode, Bart asking Lisa if she really needs all this Kurt Vonnegut. 

Lisa: “They self-reference each other!”

Submitted by eatingoutinlondontown

City of Neon

nickmiller:

City of Angels. City of Dreams. City of Lost Memories. City of Neon. That was it—the neon lights: manufactured color pouring down over the city, like acid rain, slowly eroding the souls of the city-dwelling youths, while poisoning their minds with an insatiable craving for manufactured highs. It was the lights. It had always been the lights.

Good stories write themselves—bad ones have to be written…
– F. Scott Fitzgerald in a letter to Harold Ober (via alex-ivy)

(via scribnerbooks)

"Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like not to lose."
[Quotes] RANT BY: CHUCK PALAHNIUK
[From The Onion] Tragic Accident Kills Aspiring Living Person
[From The Onion] Area Man Going To Sit Quietly In Darkened Bedroom Until Roommate’s Party Ends
"With disappointment comes clarity, conviction and true originality."
[Quote]
City of Neon
"Good stories write themselves—bad ones have to be written…"

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