#Rajel

[scholarlycoffee]

Hi, Writeblr! I finished writing my novel Mosswood before I started this account, but I'm currently writing the sequel (and an alternate universe novella), so I figured I should do a project introduction since I'm likely going to continue having severe brainrot about these characters!!!!

In Ponderosa Bay, Oregon, people go missing all the time. Unlike the rest of them, Analía Monroe reappears.

Blurb: Split living between her mother and her father's new family, Monroe is a ghost in her own home: unwanted and misunderstood. She only finds solace in her small circle of misfits—her younger half-sister Rajel and best friend June—and the dangerous but magical world of Mosswood deep in the forest, but their obsession may have deadly consequences.

Setting: Ponderosa Bay, Oregon, a small, rural town along the coast, 2002-2005

Genre: Adult contemporary fantasy

Series: 1 of 3

POV: Multi-POV, third-person present-tense

Characters:

Analía Monroe: INTJ-T, equal parts pretentious and pathetic, tortured prophet who doesn't believe in prophets, oneiromancer, voted God's favorite little lamb most likely to be slaughtered, the most autistic person you've ever met, a 12-year-old adult who will grow up to be a 20-year-old child.

Juniper Bardot: ENFP-T, very sweet and outgoing, Monroe's self-appointed guard dog, responds to most situations by either making tea or committing acts of extreme violence, wears wool sweaters all year round.

Rajel Cohen-Monroe: ESFP, chaotic little sister who wants to be taken seriously, cello player, has a deeply complicated relationship with Monroe, attempts to hide her insecurity behind sarcasm to varying degrees of success, underachiever with an inferiority complex.

Vibes: dark forests, the taste of blood, cracking lightning, crinkly notebook pages, cherry-red neon diner signs peeking through the fog, ink-stained hands, winding mountain roads, milky tea, two-headed lambs, rain-slick streets, your mother's church you haven't been to in years, laundromat arcade games, uncanny convenience store taxidermy, the beach at dusk, rings of toadstools, the feeling of being watched, bicycles on gravel roads, second-hand Converse with the sole peeling off, decade-old missing posters.

Soundtrack: I Know the End, Phoebe Bridgers / Big Sky, Kate Bush / Dear Arkansas Daughter, Lady Lamb / In Dreams, Ben Howard / Dreams, The Cranberries / I'm Your Man, Mitski

Word Count: 96k

“And then there’s Mosswood,” she adds just in case.  “Mosswood,” June repeats curiously, gazing once again out past the rising lights in the water. “Don’t you remember what I told you when we first met? I don’t think this place will let us go.” There is something a bit tired and gray in her eyes, but then, it is nearing 3AM.  Just to make herself feel better, Monroe laughs a little. “God, that’s creepy.” “Well,” June laughs in return, “it isn’t like we want it to.” With a flicker of curiosity, Monroe holds the jade-green Eye Stone to her eye and peers out into the writhing ocean below. Through it, the Something is a breathing, expanding monolith with kaleidoscopic tendrils crawling toward the shore. Toward the light.  “No,” agrees Monroe. “It isn’t like we want it to.” And it’s a good thing we don’t.

[freshthoughts2020]

[umbralastra]

Went to lurk at the lovely Glitterhall! Really enjoyed the music and the vibes! Thanks so much for hosting @bramdreamshade !

Got to meet @/e-dragoons and @/hailedmercury as well :D

[boricuacherry-blog]

[rajgroup]

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[iamdronegirl]

“Come, Lucius, let’s get something. I can’t believe I’ve never taken you here before. You need to try the Sticky Toffee flavor. It’s simply the best, and Malfoys deserve the best.”

Lucius turned to him and smirked. Abraxas wondered where a twelve-year-old boy learned that expression. It couldn’t be from him, could it?

“Father, don’t you know that overly sweet desserts are bad for your health? I’d rather have the Earl Grey and Lavender.”

Abraxas laughed, and decided that the next time his son is home for the holidays, they will have an outing to Diagon Alley and stop by this place for ice cream. Now he must know which flavor his son preferred, just to prove Hermione wrong. He would invite her to come as well.

He walked in and grinned when he noticed that Hermione was cheekily behind the counter, serving ice cream. Silly, adorable hat included.

When he reached the counter, she immediately handed him two cones, one Sticky Toffee, and the other, Earl Grey and lavender.

He handed Lucius the other cone. “Thank you, Father.”

FF: Altered state by @ginnyruin (Chapter 14. Empathy)

Art: Rajel (Raspberry Jellyfish)

Commissioned by me

[klacolereads]

Photo creds: Rajel Art

[hijab-proudness]

Rajel💯🥺💪🏼

[girlxhorror]

I’m like if a rajel was a girl

[sahljournal]

MAURITANIA-RELIGION-ISLAM-RAMADAN-EID. Worshippers preform their Eid al-Fitr prayers, marking the end of the Holy month of Ramadan, outside a Mosque in Nouakchott on May 2, 2022. outside a Mosque in Nouakchott on May 02, 2022. (Photo by MED LEMINE RAJEL / AFP) (Photo by MED LEMINE RAJEL/AFP via Getty Images)

[scholarlycoffee]

Sometimes, she thinks it would have been kinder to leave her there. Let her become her very own tide pool whale fall rather than bury her in consecrated earth where only crawling insects can have her. It’s still true that she doesn’t think Analía knew what to believe in, but she is fairly certain that it wasn’t the God-king Martina swore her to.  Do you know what a whale fall is? Analía had asked one night between the bright pages of her book, crouched in the corner of the sofa, her glasses sliding down her nose, and then did not wait for an answer. It’s when a whale dies and falls all the way down to the Bathyal or Abyssal Zone of the ocean floor—six-thousand meters down, in perpetual darkness, a place older than bones, where not even a single splinter of light can reach. Its carcass alone creates a whole complex ecosystem full of deep sea organisms: octopi, sleeper sharks, giant isopods, eels, bone-eating worms—all of them live in the whale’s corpse. It can sustain a localized ecosystem for over seventy years. These hulking, fifty-million-year-old beasts float through the ocean for a hundred years, virtually untouchable, and when they die, these blind creatures make cities out of their remains. And they eat its flesh, devour it for decades until only the bones are left, and then they eat those, too.  The book had fallen, forgotten, to her lap, and the lamplight obscured her eyes, reflecting only a pulsing beam of starlight in her lenses.  What about it? Raj asked. Analía squirmed, throwing her head back against the sofa. A distant car passed, the headlights bouncing off the rain slickened streets and marbling red on the ceiling.  I think that’s what God is.

can't stop thinking about this section,,,

[travchrajelxxl]

18 jours a Miami ! Pas un rebeux pour dominer et me faire sentir la chienne que je suis !

Vous m avez trop manqué ¡!!! Je ne peux rester loin des vous les rajels !

[charmyposh-blog]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Inc Boots.

[sefarad-haami]

Poetas hispano-hebreos y poesía contemporánea en canciones

Presentamos un nuevo programa cultural sefardí que incluye la obra de poetas hispano-hebreos como Shlomo Ibn Gabirol, Yehudá Halevi y Abraham Ibn Ezra, destacando sus obras más importantes. Compartiremos una moaxaja de Shlomo Ibn Gabirol, "Lleve el más excelso". Seguiremos con poesía contemporánea convertida en canciones, como "Saray de Oro", dedicada a Sarajevo, con letra de Isak Papo y música e interpretación de Flory Jagoda. También escucharemos "El amor", poesía de Rita Gabbai, música de Horacio Lovecchio e interpretación de Mónica Monasterio. Para continuar con la belleza poética en sefardí, seleccionamos "Quimadura di ielu", poesía de Clarisse Nikoidsky, y "Qui lindus tus ojus", poesía de Juan Gelman, ambas interpretadas por Dina Rot. Concluiremos el programa con otra canción de amor contemporánea, "Letra de amor", escrita, compuesta e interpretada por Viviana Rajel Barnatán.

Ofresemos kompartir kon los oyentes un nuevo programa kultural sefardí, kon la rikeza de los poetas hispano-hebreos komo Shlomo Ibn Gabirol, Yehudá Halevi, Abraham Ibn Ezra y sus obras más destacadas. En este programa, vamos a kompartir una moaxaja de Shlomo Ibn Gabirol, "Lleve el más exelso". Seguiremos el programa kon poesia moderna transformada en kantikas, sintiendo "Saray de Oro", poesia dedikada a Sarajevo, kon letra de Isak Papo, musika i interpretasión de Flory Jagoda. Tambien eskucharemos "El Amor", poesia de Rita Gabbai, musika de Horacio Lovecchio e interpretasión de Mónica Monasterio. Para kontinuar kon la hermosura poétika en sefardí, elegimos "Quimadura di Ielu", poesia de Clarisse Nikoidsky i "Qui Lindus Tus Ojos", poesia de Juan Gelman, las dos kon musika de Dina Rot. Vamos a konkludir el programa kon una otra kantika de amor moderno, "Letra de Amor", kon letra, musika e interpretasión de Viviana Rajel Barnatán.

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RAJEL NELSON