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i listen to this podcast by two priests who talk about what life as a priest is like because I find their stories interesting, and one of the best moments was when the younger priest, baby priest we shall call him, absolutely lost it on the podcast because he had been preaching, then he saw someone do a full body sigh, shoulders up and down, then look at their watch, and then shoot baby priest a dirty look. Because priests are human too, this priest found it irritating on a human level, which, okay, I can see that--and then, he spent several minutes vehemently (and jokingly, but also, vehemently) proposing that Catholicism should update its rules so if anyone does that, the priest is allowed to come down from the altar and challenge the person to hand-to-hand combat. He argued that more people would come back to church if there was a chance of seeing the priest getting in a fistfight and in fact they might go to church multiple times a day. He stubbornly refused to allow exemptions for little old ladies. he was fully and passionately committed to the idea of Catholicism allowing priests to fistfight parishioners in the middle of mass, and I'm going to say it: i think he was right

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starting tomorrow i will be super normal fun kind sexy and functioning

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I was lost. I was in a dark way. I was thinking about...

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A lot of fiction these days reads as if—as I saw Peter Raleigh put it the other day, and as I’ve discussed it before—the author is trying to describe a video playing in their mind. Often there is little or no interiority. Scenes play out in “real time” without summary. First-person POV stories describe things the character can’t see, but a distant camera could. There’s an overemphasis on characters’ outfits and facial expressions, including my personal pet peeve: the “reaction shot round-up” in which we get a description of every character’s reaction to something as if a camera was cutting between sitcom actors.

When I talk with other creative writing professors, we all seem to agree that interiority is disappearing. Even in first-person POV stories, younger writers often skip describing their character’s hopes, dreams, fears, thoughts, memories, or reactions. This trend is hardly limited to young writers though. I was speaking to an editor yesterday who agreed interiority has largely vanished from commercial fiction, and I think you increasingly notice its absence even in works shelved as “literary fiction.” When interiority does appear on the page, it is often brief and redundant with the dialogue and action. All of this is a great shame. Interiority is perhaps the prime example of an advantage prose as a medium holds over other artforms.

fascinated by this article, "Turning Off the TV in Your Mind," about the influences of visual narratives on writing prose narratives. i def notice the two things i excerpted above in fanfic, which i guess makes even more sense as most of the fic i read is for tv and film. i will also be thinking about its discussion of time in prose - i think that's something i often struggle with and i will try to be more conscious of the differences between screen and page next time i'm writing.

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oh my god. og my god. the symbolism of it all

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torres + jb via torreslovesyou’s ig story

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when i was sixteen and insane for my shakespeare class final i had to do the “alas poor yorick” monologue at a competition and while i was doing it i had this insane thought of like. i’ve never been and never will be closer to experiencing hamlet’s mental state than i am right now. like of course all that stuff didn’t happen to me but when you’re 16-19 you kind of feel like all that stuff is happening, all the time, constantly

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my favorite flavor of steddie is like, eddie who is on the cusp of unhealthily obsessed with steve like if you angle it a certain way it would be Toxic™ but it's like a true and sweet enough love that it just falls short like he's not controlling and manipulative and he can do his own thing without steve but his brain is just STEVE STEVE STEVE in the background the whole time. and then you have steve who is looking at eddie like he's the coolest thing in the world, and LOVES eddie, but like in such a lovely mundane way like he daydreams about holding eddie's hand and cooking him breakfast and picking out curtains and planning a fall wedding for them kind of love.

just steve who deserves to be someone's first choice no matter what and eddie who deserves someone who looks at him like he's a regular person who deserves a normal life and chooses every single day to love eddie no matter what

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My lil winter exchange for @hotluncheddie ! Hope you like it!💖💖🥳

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my partner is only 40 but nestled within him is the soul of an elderly man

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julien baker performing in london night 1 – shot by james klug for getty images

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step 1: self-recognition through the other

step 2: try to kill each other

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3x10 Perfect Strangers | Duet

What you see, over and over, is this: Duets. Okay?

By the time they’re closing in on a year together, Ray and Fraser have gotten extremely good at their dance.

Perfect Strangers has the best cold open in the entire series, and it’s one of my favourite examples of the ways in which Ray and Fraser work perfectly in sync together—especially when they’re in danger.

A random man Fraser has never seen and has no information about runs at full speed out of the bar, and he instantly knows that Ray is in trouble, and that the man needs apprehending. Ray doesn’t even bother running after the perp; he knows that (even though Fraser is outside hallucinating a Mahler symphony) the Mountie would notice and pursue. By the time Ray calls in backup, Dief has retrieved him. By the time Ray gets outside, Fraser is delivering the suspect to him directly. Ray messes the guy around a little, but Fraser is never more than a step behind, just in case.

Pas de deux.

//The first in a series highlighting Ray and Fraser’s duets in combat.//

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julien baker at earth london on nov 18th 2024 - by sophiakfraser

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So I'm just putting this out here, as someone with nearly 30 years in supply chain management. There's at least 7 working days before christmas where the naughty nice list is not available for corrections. It's just not feasible, orders have to be placed, supplies have to be loaded. If there's a toy for you on like Dec. 18, it doesn't matter what you do on the 19th, it's still coming. And this is only if he's using off the shelf supplies, like barbies or whatever. If it's handmade by the elves? Bump that back about a month. Everyone puts those elf on the shelves out just in time for their "job" to be useless. That elf could watch you kill your entire family and then eat them, and it won't affect the list.

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Andrew Garfield talks to Elmo about grief and the passing of his mother