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[mactiir]

obsessed with mass market paperbacks. their pleasing rectangular proportions. how they fit badly in a hoodie pocket so you can drag them around everywhere with you like a temporary little buddy. the way they fit in your hand because they're MADE for human hands and not as bookshelf decoration. the way the pages feel when you riffle them gently with your thumb. How pristine and crisp they look when you get them and how creased and folded they look when you're done, even if you try to be nice to them. how that wear is okay, how that's correct actually, because they're made with the philosophy that books aren't meant to be PRETTY, they're meant to be read. that little ripple new ones get on the left side from where you hold them when you're reading, the way the ripple only goes as far as you've read, because u change stories by reading as they are changing you. how you can find thousands of these creased and folded and loved little dudes in every thrift store and used book shop and neighborhood library and you can instantly see the ones that someone carried around in a backpack for weeks or read to pieces or gave up on halfway through because they wear being read like fresh snow wears footprints. I love these poorly made, subpar little rectangles so much. truly the people's books.

[hiroyildiz]

Is this what the Poppy War is about??

The pregnant evil queen smirks as she places a hand on her swollen belly. "Now hero, you won't kill the mother of your own child, will you?" "Lady, I am female, infertile, and never had sex before, so that lie is not going to work on me."

[pinbones]

I paid 50p at a market for this 121 year old book, which today 106 years ago was awarded to a boy named Eric for good attendance. The book is still crisp white and likely unread.

[booksmyquerencia]

Sylvia Plath, aged 24, in a letter to her in-laws (dated Monday, 12 November 1956)

April 18 , 2025

All photographs clicked by me 📸 :)

[sumire-no-nikki]

A vibrant morning browsing books, overhearing funny conversations, and drinking coffee🪻

[silverozy]

Update status: 8.77k words, 75% done

Amor tam pulcher | KTH - masterlist

❁pairing: senior!taehyung x junior!oc (Italian education system)

❁description: Daphne moves from the city to the countryside; objectively, a downgrade, but, emotionally, an upgrade. From the urban chaos straight into his warm embrace

❁synopsis:

"𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦?" "𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥. "𝘐'𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 𝘝𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨. "𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩?" 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺. "𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩." "𝘖𝘩, 𝘎𝘰𝘥. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦-" "𝘞𝘩𝘺?" 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵.

"𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

❁genre: romance, fluff, smut, angst

❁wc: 206.93k+

❁date: 30/03/2024

❁warning: mature content

❁notes: strangers-to-lovers, teen love story, lots of fluff, smut, senior!taehyung (taehyung is like super smart), junior!oc (academic weapon, she loves herself an excellent academic performance), a lil angst, taehyung is head over heels for oc, nature lovers (oc loves flowers, taehyung loves butterflies), countryside (looks like Italy because that is the only type of countryside I know and love), oc has a lovely family, taehyung has daddy issues, jimin and jungkook are taehyung's besties( they also have other two girls as best friends); oc has a girl best friend (childhood best friend) and three boys as best friends); oc is so fucking prettyyy, like girl pretty; cross-posted on wattpad and ao3

❁chapters (status - ongoing) ⇀ updates every Friday, midnight

latest — 11/04

❀ ❛prologue❜ - 1.52k

Rewriting the story of Daphne and Apollo ⇀ «A love that drives me crazy, a lovely crazy, a sexy crazy, an amazing crazy»

❀ 01 ❛love is all around❜ - 4.24k

On a chilly summer morning, a bouncy curly-haired sun rose up and shone above the flower

❀ 02 ❛ying yang❜ - 4.28k

Photosynthesis: the sun shines bright above the flower providing it with energy which will be transformed into nutrients

❀ 03 ❛the exploratory stage❜ - 5.48k

As the sun shines in its might, it brightens the way for a little flower to see over the horizon

❀ 04 ❛just like old times❜ - 6.70k

The bright rays of the sun show the way to the flower, introducing it to an innocent little bear, a ferret and a little wasp

❀ 05 ❛a monarch butterfly❜ - 4.17k

There, going back home, was an unusual combination of subjects: a cricket, a wing-man, a monarch butterfly, a little pika and a puppy

❀ 06 ❛venus❜ - 4.82k

Who could have ever thought that a flower could grow in space? Who? No one surely and yet... there it was, standing upright in its beauty

❀ 07 ❛a laurel❜ - 4.92k

He knew he wasn't meant to fly to space because he physically couldn't but this thought wouldn't stop him. Was he being pretentious? Trying to exceed his limits?

❀ 08 ❛fuck you!❜ - 6.10k

Normally, flowers are in people's gardens or on a bed of green grass so... what the hell is one singular one doing in the middle of the ocean. Does it know, does anyone know, that too much water will cause it harm... especially when the water is salty?

❀ 09 ❛en route❜ - 5.07k

With its six tiny feet into proper boots, a good protective shield over his wings and an astronaut helmet on, the monarch butterfly embarks on a life-threatening journey, one believed to be a one-way ticket travel

❀ 10 ❛who we are, what we do❜ - 6.01k

Flowers don't have eyes, yeah, and neither does a pika glow even during the day. The flower is used to seeing only the sun shine during the day. The little pika walking by is unusual.

❀ 11 ❛an overly ambitious hedonistic seductress❜ - 6.04k

Cleopatra is the modern definition of the term "femme fatale"; she's known for ruling in ancient Egypt but also for her relationship with Ceaser and Mark Antony

❀ 12 ❛the butterfly, the cricket and the wing-man❜ - 4.49k

A butterfly, a cricket and a wing-man all have wings somewhat. The first does fly, the second mostly leaps and the last doesn't fly unless the first two do.

❀ 13 ❛the Titanic❜ - 7.31k

Between the night of the 14th and the 15th, in 1912, one of the biggest ships of its time sank, going against the expectations but did it? At the time, there was a little competition between countries so when it sank it wasn't so surprising: something so big with very few resources would have never made it across the ocean.

❀ 14 ❛from five to ten❜ - 11.44k

Brighten the mood. Increase the energy. Make a downturned flower rise high and flunt its beautiful petals for others to see.

❀ 15 ❛bold, red and underlined❜ - 14.70k

“You know? That party I wanted to host at mine? You’re so invited. In fact, you’re the first one on my guest list and I’ll underline your name in red as in ‘in great and urgent need of pussy’—”

❀ 16 ❛«it's Daphne»❜ - 11.30k

A monarch butterfly sees a lot of flowers in its short span of life but never has this one, nor its ancestors, seen a flower as pretty as the one ahead. The flower was there, living beautifully in space.

❀ 17 ❛hesperiidae❜ - 6.41k

Right when the sun faded away and the dark clouds took over, the little butterfly's wings fluttered less as it lost hope until something caught his eye, a gleam slicing through the gloom and focusing on a flower.

❀ 18❛opposites attract❜ - 5.59k

Winter and the Wind of the West come to destroy but nothing can touch a flower when it's under a shelter, something that will prevent it from dying in the cold or losing its beautiful petals.

❀ 19 ❛peek-a-boo (boo boo)❜ - 5.66k

Things have been too unusual for this butterfly. Wasn't it trying to embark on an impossible journey? To space? How did it end up in a shiny sea? it's floating and his pupils are swelling. The beauty is indeed out of this world

❀ 20 ❛lifejacket❜ - 6.97k

The wings grew with each flutter. There was a glowing dot on the ocean and it was slowly fading out into the darkness so the butterfly cradled it and protected the leur

❀ 21 ❛monarch and blue morpho butterflies❜ - 4.13k

The weather was chilly and slightly windy. Despite the discomfort it caused everyone, the flower stood out like a thumb as it danced and waved with the soft patterns of the breeze. The butterfly couldn't do anything other than admire with widened orbs

❀ 22 ❛rosy cheeks❜ - 3.91k

Did it see it? Did the flower see the butterfly? Because the butterfly has already seen the flower. Had already memorised every curve, every line, and every dot that brought the flower to life.

❀ 23 ❛caramel macchiato❜ - 4.23k

There was no way he could ever get lost: one look at those eyes and he'd see all the constellations, the map leading him to Venus

❀ 24 ❛butterflies, flowers... and butterflies❜ - 6.03k

«I mean, it's also an evergreen plant like the Laurel but it doesn't sound as special. Lauri does though.»

❀ 25 ❛bittersweet❜ - 4.10k

There were seven lanes, each welcoming an athlete, for a total of seven athletes. Yet, as the contestants got ready for the lace, some chose to acknowledge the presence of only a few athletes, the ones they were marking. Their true competition.

❀ 26 ❛open stage❜ - 9.78k

Floating and hovering around his spaceship, the butterfly moved closer to the round window giving to the dark glittered expanse. There was Venus and standing proudly in its infinite beauty was the flower.

❀ 27 ❛approach, round out, flare❜ - 8.08k

Poor Cinderella. She cried and cried. Then a small woman appeared in a cloud. It was Cinderella’s fairy godmother. “Biddidi, bobbidi, noo!” sang the fairy godmother as she waved her magic wand, but she gasped, hand coming to cover her mouth in bewilderment. Cinderella had turned into a tomato!

❀ 28 ❛a lighthouse❜ - 6.47k

Water flowed through the clothes, the hair strands, and around the body as the flower held onto a wide piece of wood. The water was chilling, the night was silent, and the ambience was dark, but right through the blackness slid the rotating rays of a lighthouse. Blinking to adapt to the brightness, the flower called for help.

❀ 29 ❛sus or sos?❜ - 7.12k

The rotating and flashing lighthouse lights shone upon a cricket, which floated barely a foot away from the flower. Yet, as the butterfly came to rescue, it didn’t see it, leaving the cricket trying to swim for its life, screaming and choking on water.

❀ 30 ❛a coup d'état❜ - 5.95k

Standing on a tower, two neurons patrolled the area, binoculars to their eyes. Suddenly, they sighted something. They squinted their eyes despite the instrument in their hands and tried to make sense of what they saw. "Hey, send in the alarm. Prepare the defensive barrier. Do something. Hurry up!" As this one darted away, the other remained still, binoculars back to its eyes. Confusion bubbled in its head. What had happened for the heart to be heading towards the body's headquarters? And what was that army of hormones behind it?

❀ 31 ❛the sun on the horizon❜ - 10.75k

The butterfly had finally found the flower. After travelling across space, it landed on Venus, where a singular ethereal natural being stood erect in its almighty beauty. After the coup d’etat, the heart realised that the situation was bigger than expected. The heat rose up to every part of the body. Butterflies increased and with that the flutters of their wings, which fanned the fire, expanding instead of quenching it. Infatuation at its peak.

❀ 32 ❛the lily family❜ - 7.09k

A new member of the Liliaceae. “You like butterflies and she’s named after a flower.”

❀ 33 ❛stinkily cute!❜

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❁pinterest board // my main

[torpublishinggroup]

one more page, I whisper, knowing full well I’m staying up all night to finish the book

[thecornercoffeeshop]

Desk appreciation 🌸

[galina]

debris of love at the poetry night

[bl-mitchum]

So excited to spend Easter weekend inside, reading and writing. Which is to say— truly, the person I was in elementary school is the same person I am today, ahahah

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Notes: Literary Minimalism

Literary Minimalism - writing with a small, specific focus, usually devoid of flowery, excessively descriptive language and backstory.

Literary minimalism prioritizes brevity, allowing the reader to make up for a lack of verbiage with their imagination.

Minimalism focuses on slices of life and general context rather than relying on literary conventions, and is sometimes seen as a rejection or rebellion against postmodernism—a form of literature that relies on lofty literary conventions like unreliable narration, impossible plots, and fragmentation.

Characteristics of Literary Minimalism

Literary minimalism has a number of distinct traits that make it a recognizable form of writing. Some common characteristics seen in literary minimalist works:

Short sentences: Unlike the maximalist style of writing, minimalist literature often relies on short sentences that are structured very simply.

Less is more: Minimalist writers tend to write succinctly, without using adjectives and adverbs excessively. This brevity in both structure and description leads to nuanced work that allows the reader to derive their own interpretations from the text.

Simplistic premise. Minimalist novels often avoid intricate plotlines, instead centering around more emotional subject matter and character development. While the relationships between characters can be layered, the premises themselves are usually more straightforward.

Minimalist Authors & Books

Some authors who exemplify the minimalist style include:

Frederick Barthelme: Barthelme was a minimalist author widely known for his use of “K-Mart realism”—a term used to describe narratives in American literature centered around the bleak nature of the working-class experience, as a means to explore the more mundane aspects of life. His novel Natural Selection (1990) explores the defeated nature and cynicism of its main male protagonist and how he deals with the malaise of everyday life.

Ann Beattie: American short story author and novelist Ann Beattie is known for her spare sentences and matter-of-fact tone, delivering a terse narrative through economical use of words, particularly noticeable in her 1980 novel Falling in Place.

Samuel Beckett: In the play Waiting for Godot (1953), Beckett creates an entire existential narrative with two characters contemplating their days, as they wait for a mysterious man named Godot to appear. Ultimately, Godot never arrives, and his identity is not revealed.

Raymond Carver: Carver was a short story writer who helped popularize minimalist literature in American fiction during the 1970s. “A Small, Good Thing” is one of Carver’s minimalistic stories that uses short, compact sentences to emphasize the gravity of his narrative. What We Talk About When We Talk About Love (1981) is a collection of Carver’s short stories that uses economic language and brief prose.

Ernest Hemingway: The Sun Also Rises (1926) was Hemingway’s first serious novel to make use of short sentences and dialogue. The Old Man and the Sea (1952) is also considered a prime example of “barebones storytelling,” with Hemingway using simple, direct language to portray this brief but emotional narrative to the reader in this minimalist short story. Additionally, In Our Time (1925) is a short story collection by Hemingway that exemplifies the minimalist style.

Amy Hempel: Hempel is known as a master of minimalist writing. Sing to It (2019) is a collection of short stories containing works around a page long. This aggregation of short vignettes makes use of sparse prose to create a powerful, emotional impact.

Cormac McCarthy: McCarthy’s The Road (2006) features two characters: a father and son, who navigate a post-apocalyptic landscape together, with only dialogue and behavior to indicate their identities. McCarthy does not employ extensive backstory or endless description to these characters, allowing only their actions to define who they are for the reader.

Mary Robison: Robison’s 2001 novel Why Did I Ever uses fragmented paragraphs to create a narrative, stringing together minimal words to express the main character’s unhappiness along with a manifestation of her attention-deficit disorder (ADD).

Sandra Cisneros: Caramelo (2002) by Cisneros is a series of fragmented vignettes united by theme and imagery. She makes efficient use of every word in each story, sharing her collection of memories in a brief yet emotionally impactful way.

Richard Ford: American writer Richard Ford often anchors his strong, compelling narratives in “dirty realism”—depicting the more gritty elements of life with deadpan language. Ford’s collection of short stories Rock Springs (1987) most exemplifies the minimalist style with brisk prose and a lack of heavy plot details. Ford’s work has won him a series of distinguished honors, including a lifetime achievement award from the Paris Review and the 1996 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction.

Tobias Wolff: Wolff’s work often centers around straightforward slices of life and honest portrayals of his characters and the challenges they face. Two of Wolff’s minimalist short stories include “Hunters in the Snow” (1987) and “Bullet in the Brain,” which was first published in The New Yorker in 1995.

Origins of Literary Minimalism

Certain academics—like Robert C. Clark, author of American Literary Minimalism—argue that literary minimalism can be traced back to the imagist poets of the early twentieth century.

These poets, like Ezra Pound, Stephen Crane, and William Carlos Williams, favored precise, minimal language (like haiku) in their poetry.

In the post-World War II era, writers like Ernest Hemingway and Samuel Beckett told stories with simple plots full of matter-of-fact observation, both of which would become a hallmark of literary minimalism.

In the 1960s, the sparse prose of writers like John Barth, Robert Coover, and William H. Gass continued the trend of writers adopting an emotional distance from their subjects.

By the early 1970s, this style made its way into American literature with Raymond Carver bringing minimalist fiction into mainstream literature.

The writing of contemporary authors like Bret Easton Ellis, Amy Hempel, and Cormac McCarthy is also associated with literary minimalism.

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[jacksdreams]

“I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realized it.”

Artist: @/kiraky.ml on IG

[leinaslittlelibrary]

I read George Orwell's 1984 a couple of days ago and tbh the final sentence of the book haunts me still.

[nerdby]

🤮

@staff Can y'all ban this asshole already? He still has an account on here and there are tons of impressionable users for him to prey on.