this is my blog. i used to post a lot of shitty dialogue prompts like 5 to 6 years ago(you can still find them in all their terrible glory here). i don’t really do that anymore. this blog is mainly me saving stuff for mood boards now. you can also find me posting about my own writing sometimes. but um. i have like over 800 followers for some reason so uh if you want me to write more dialogue prompt or writing stuff you gotta pass a vibe check and bully me in my ask box. ok. im gonna go back into my mist form now. bye.
Only one woman would consider comparing flowers to a knife, only one woman would take a ship over flowers any day of the week, only one woman loved wild geraniums.
Inej laid on their bed in the Slat, only one of his thin cotton shirts covered her. She fanned herself with a fan she had likely gotten from one of the floating shops taking advantage of the heat wave to sell to tourists. Kaz would’ve spent more time taking in the sight if the feverish heat of the city hadn’t been infecting his brain. He simply laid his cane down on the desk, not making eye contact with her.
You ever think about how the Epic of Gilgamesh is one of the oldest stories we still remember, even incomplete, and it may be a deconstruction? The implications? Gilgamesh citing other stories, some of which we’ve lost, as to why he won’t accept Ishtar’s proposal. The whole concept of ‘this is Gilgamesh, he’s unbelievably arrogant and handsome and strong and he’s two-thirds god and a king– and now we’re gonna explore why he’s a complete asshole and his subjects dislike him, and how for all his greatness he too is just a human with very human faults and fears, and how he had to walk a VERY rocky road to become an ACTUALLY wise and benevolent king.’
Just like. One of the lessons of my theatre classes that always stuck with me is that every play is a point in an ongoing conversation about dozens of different things, and I think that applies to other mediums of art as well. You see enough of a specific trope or argument made, you make your own response by deconstructing or subverting or reconstructing or defying that trope. If the Epic of Gilgamesh was a counterargument, how many original arguments as stories existed, until someone went ‘you may all have a point. But listen to this.’
I’m familiar with a few other Mesopotamian myths that may have been earlier, fragmented as they are, but it just makes me feel So Many Things to consider if the Epic was a deconstruction and how that implies prior existing works– conversation!– and how long humans have just. Told stories. How many of those works we’ve lost were counterarguments? How long back does it go? Probably to the beginning, but man. To just someday die and look down at the world and see the conversation of humanity in its entirety… what I wouldn’t give…
I think one of the most profound forms of love is “I’ll try that, for you. I may not like it, but I’ll try it.”
It’s a confused middle-aged man in a pottery class, whose daughter is helping him with his clay’s plasticity. It’s a kid scrunching up their brow while listening to their mom’s favorite music, trying to figure out why she likes it. It’s a girlfriend who says “Yes, I’ll go with you” and her girlfriend cheering and buying a second ticket for a con. It’s a friend half dragging another friend through an aquarium, the one being dragged laughing and calling out “Wait, wait, I know we’re here for the exhibit, but I haven’t been here! Slow down!”
It’s being willing to spend some of your time trying something new because it makes someone you love happy.
[id: photo of a thin silver scythe with the edge opposite the blade decorated with stylized flame-like sun rays. the background is plain black. /end id.]
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