#J. M. Barrie

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Newsworthy: a collection of weird headlines and book titles.

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British gay/bi male writers and their social circles

As a great admirer of gay literature, the social circles of gay and bisexual male writers is something that piques my interest. Due to the dangerousness of the matter in the past and also because it revolves around a relatively small niche, it seems that there was high level familiarity between these figures. The United Kingdom, a country whose literary input has abundant homoerotic tones, is a very adequate setting to analyze such a configuration.

I've been building a graph on this subject for some time, and now it seems mature enough for me to post it. It's a diagram based on friendship connections — deep or superficial —, although romantic and family-related connections are also included. Just a mutual recognition of existence isn't enough to justify a connection (otherwise most of them would be linked to Wilde!), and rivalries were not considered too. All the writers included were born during the Victorian and Edwardian eras (1837-1910), where this interconnectivity seemed particularly strong.

This is just an early version, as I imagine there is still a considerable amount of information that I missed. Therefore, I'm very open to suggestions and comments on it!

(Three Irishmen were also included in the diagram: Stoker, Wilde and Reid)

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Illustration by Arthur Rackham for J. M. Barrie's Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens, Hodder & Stoughton, 1906 ..

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The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it. ~ J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan

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Peter Pan (1953, Hamilton Luske, Clyde Geronimi and Wilfred Jackson)

16/09/2024

[mikyapixie]

16 years ago today Tinkerbell released!!!

Honestly weird day to release this!!!

[queeringclassiclit]

Captain James Hook

from Peter Pan by J. M. Barrie

submitted by @darkanachronism who said:

some kind of not cis. I have no thoughts more specific than that.

[symphonyoflovenet]

When you are older you will know that life is a long lesson in humility.

J. M. Barrie

[who-canceled-roger-rabbit]

While I'm still Gaimanposting, does the Other Mother seem to anyone else like a weird hybrid of Peter Pan and Captain Hook? I mean, on one hand Peter is sorta the immortal god of a whimsical but dangerous fantasy world where kids can escape to, and due to his eternal immaturity he's more sinister and selfish than he initially appears. On the other hand, Hook has the animal nemesis and also the weird Freudian dynamic where he's like the fantasy world's alternate version of Wendy's dad (especially given that Hook and Mr. Darling are traditionally played by the same actor).

[nev3rland-4everr]

Currently working on my versions of the lost boys (I live those silly guys)

I wish I could draw digitally but I cannot 😞😞

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There could not have been a lovelier sight; but there was none to see it except a little boy who was staring in at the window. He had ecstasies innumerable that other children can never know; but he was looking through the window at the one joy from which he must be for ever barred.

PETER PAN by J. M. BARRIE

[empirearchives]

I’ll be honest. I completely forgot Napoleon was in Peter Pan. What is this

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im shooketh

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". . . . era infatti così innamorato del cervo volante, che dormì persino con una mano su di esso…." (Pag. 40) "...he was so enamoured of the kite that he even slept with one hand on it..." Illustration by Ezio Anichini, 1911, for Italian edition of J.M. Barrie's 'Peter Pan'.

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“And so we started to learn about their lives… coming to hold collective memories of times we hadn't experienced. We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind dreamy, so you ended up knowing what colours went together. We knew the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.

We knew that they knew everything about us. And that we couldn't fathom them at all.”

(Virgin Suicides) 

She was a lovely lady, with a romantic mind and such a sweet mocking mouth. Her romantic mind was like the tiny boxes, one within the other, that come from the puzzling East, however many you discover there is always one more; and her sweet mocking mouth had one kiss on it that Wendy could never get, though there it was, perfectly conspicuous in the right-hand corner. The way Mr. Darling won her was this: the many gentlemen who had been boys when she was a girl discovered simultaneously that they loved her, and they all ran to her house to propose to her except Mr. Darling, who took a cab and nipped in first, and so he got her. He got all of her, except the innermost box and the kiss. He never knew about the box, and in time he gave up trying for the kiss. Wendy thought Napoleon could have got it, but I can picture him trying, and then going off in a passion, slamming the door.

(Peter Pan by James M. Barrie)