#Simon Yeats

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I'm delighted to welcome back Simon Yeats with an extract from How to Survive Making Yourself Look Silly While Dancing with the German Mafia at a Bavarian Nightclub and Other Lesser Known Travel Tips #blogtour #travelmemoir

I'm delighted to welcome back Simon Yeats with an extract from How to Survive Making Yourself Look Silly While Dancing with the German Mafia at a Bavarian Nightclub and Other Lesser Known Travel Tips #blogtour #travelmemoir @rararesources @authoryeats

Avoid looking silly While traveling on an overnight train from Barcelona to Madrid, my friends and I had an unexpected discovery when we got to our cabin. Sheilds, Jim, Nicole, and I work our way down the carriages. We pass through the non-operative dining car to arrive at the entrance to our seated cabin. I slide open the door and am surprised to find the small compartment already full of…

[clairekreads]

How to Survive Making Yourself Look Silly While Dancing With The German Mafia At A Bavarian Nightclub And Other Lesser Known Travel Tips by Simon Yeats @rararesources #blogtour #extract

Happy Saturday everyone! Have you been caught dancing with the German Mafia? I’ll admit, I didn’t know there was a German mafia! Well I’m helping kick off the blog tour for Simon Yeats’ third travel memoir How to Survive Making Yourself Look Silly While Dancing With The German Mafia At A Bavarian Nightclub And Other Lesser Known Travel Tips. Continue reading How to Survive Making Yourself Look…

[curlygirl79]

My Second Life - Simon Yeats

I have the honour of welcoming Simon Yeats to my blog today to chat about his memoir, My Second Life. Many thanks to Simon for agreeing to talk to me, and to Rachel at Rachel’s Random Resources for inviting me to join the blog tour. Before we dive into the interview, here are all the details about the book: BLURB: (Right at this moment, my abducted son is being abused in another country and there…

[scumbagg]

[imgoingtoeatyourknees]

"There will come a poet whose weapon is his word / he will slay you with his tongue"

"I was here. I exist. I'm alive, because I bleed"

"you know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well it goes both ways"

"you're so alive simon snow. you got my share of it"

"I am not feeling nothing"

"There is no greater power on this earth than a story"

"for men were born the pray and save"

'Soldier, Poet, King' by the Oh Hellos / Blue Lily Lily Blue by Maggie Stiefvater / Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk / Carry On by Rainbow Rowell / Aurora Burning by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff / The Diviners by Libba Bray / Easter 1916 by W.B Yeats

[toostepper]

July 12th :)

[uwmspeccoll]

Wood Engraving Wednesday

LINDA HOLMES

English wood engraver Linda Holmes (1950-2015) has provided engraved illustrations for three publications by the Lewisburg, Pennsylvania Press of Appletree Alley. One of those books is Printing as Art: William Morris & His Circle of Influence printed in an edition of 150 copies by Juanita Bishop and Appletree Alley's founder Bernard Taylor in 1994. The book presents correspondence held at Bucknell University by William Morris to T. J. Cobden-Sanderson, William Butler Yeats to his sister Elizabeth (Lolly) Yeats (co-founder of the Dun Emer Press and the Cuala Press), and Elizabeth Yeats to Emery Walker, as well as reprinting George Bernard Shaw's essay "Shaw on Modern Typography."

Linda Holmes trained as a journalist with the BBC and became a presenter for the network's Newsnight from 1980 to 1983. In 1985, she and her husband, BBC journalist David Holmes, retired from London to Walpole, in Suffolk. In 1989, Holmes attended Camberwell School of Arts and Crafts (now Camberwell College of Arts) to study wood engraving under Simon Brett and Yvonne Skargon. Holmes enjoyed a 25-year career as both a wood engraver and a painter until her death from pancreatic cancer at the age of 65.

View more posts with wood engravings!

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List of books I read in 2023

Charlotte's Web by E.B. White

Slouching Towards Bethlehem by Joan Didion

The Maidens by Alex Michaelides

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab

The Broken Girls by Simone St. James

Women Talking by Miriam Toews

L'homme semence by Violette Ailhaud

Into the Darkest Corner by Elizabeth Haynes

A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway

Dark Places by Gillian Flynn

On Magic & The Occult by W.B. Yeats

Faithful Place by Tana French

The Secret Scripture by Sebastian Barry

Say Nothing: A True Story of Murder and Memory in Northern Ireland by Patrick Radden Keefe

Opened Ground: Selected Poems 1966-1996 by Seamus Heaney

The Love Object by Edna O'Brien

Don Quijote de la Mancha by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Night by Elie Wiesel

In Between the Sheets by Ian McEwan

The Lost Days by Rob Reger & Jessica Gruner

Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir

As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner

Parallax by Sinéad Morrissey

The Woman in the Strongbox by Maureen O'Hagan

Diaries, 1910-1923 by Franz Kafka

The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah

Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery

We Were the Mulvaneys by Joyce Carol Oates

The Family Upstairs by Lisa Jewell

Walking to Martha's Vineyard by Franz Wright

A Tale for the Time Being Ruth Ozeki

Mouthful of Forevers by Clementine von Radics

Wasteland by Francesca Lia Block

The Fact of a Body: A Murder and a Memoir by Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich

Find Me by André Aciman

The Awakening by Kate Chopin

The Grace Year by Kim Ligget

The Five: The Untold Lives of the Women Killed by Jack the Ripper by Hallie Rubenhold

A Good Girl's Guide to Murder by Holly Jackson

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

A Stolen Life by Jaycee Dugard

Coraline by Neil Gaiman

The Castle of Otranto by Horace Walpole

Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King

My Best Friend's Exorcism by Grady Hendrix

Psycho by Robert Bloch

Classic Tales Of Vampires And Shapeshifters by Tig Thomas

Love Devours: Tales of Monstrous Adoration by Sarah Diemer

Through the Woods by Emily Carroll

Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury

Putney by Sofka Zinovieff

The Woman in Me by Britney Spears

Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire

Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare

The Maid by Nita Prose

A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett

The Deep by Rivers Solomon

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[blocky-tides]

the universe echoes around you, give into it

day 18: hermit-a-day may — joe hills

wb yeats / simone weil / terry pratchett

taglist: @just-illegal | @idontreallyexistyet | @routeriver

[victusinveritas]

Double birthday salutations to W. B. Yeats and Fernando Pessoa — both fascinated by the occult, both with a penchant for heteronyms, and both appearing in Ed Simon's essay "Ghostwriter and Ghost" about the ouija board writings of early 20th-century St Louis resident Pearl Curran (AKA Patience Worth): https://buff.ly/3cF7If3

(Pictured — Left: A spirit photograph of Yeats taken during a seance in Paris around 1914. Right: Pessoa in 1929 taking a drink at Abel Pereira da Fonseca, Lisbon.)

[coloursofunison]

I'm delighted to welcome back Simon Yeats with an extract from How to Avoid Getting Mugged in Rio de Janeiro by Singing Songs by The Police and Other Lesser Known Travel Tips #blogtour #travelmemoir

I'm delighted to welcome back Simon Yeats with an extract from How to Avoid Getting Mugged in Rio de Janeiro by Singing Songs by The Police and Other Lesser Known Travel Tips #blogtour #travelmemoir

Here’s an excerpt from How to Avoid Getting Mugged in Rio de Janeiro by Singing Songs by The Police and Other Lesser Known Travel Tips My friends wanted to go to Tijuana while they were visiting me in Los Angeles. Then things got out of control.  After crossing the walking bridge over the Tijuana River, which serves as both the city’s sewerage outlet and major water supply, a person enters Zona…

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How To Avoid Getting Mugged In Rio De Janeiro by Simon Yeats @rararesources #blogtour #extract

Happy Thursday everyone! Today I’m helping open the blog tour for Simon Yeats’ second travel memoir How to Avoid Getting Mugged in Rio de Janeiro by Singing Songs by The Police and Other Lesser Known Travel Tips. If you don’t have an earworm by the end of reading this, please tell me how!!!! Continue reading How To Avoid Getting Mugged In Rio De Janeiro by Simon Yeats @rararesources…

[alovelywaytospendanevening]

Oh hello! I thought I would just ask you what you thought about Brian Masters' biography of EF Benson? I'm about a third of the way through and my mind is buzzing with it!

Hey! I think it captured his life rather well, and the writing style is pleasant and accessible. It's a good introductory reading not only for those who want to know about Fred, but also about the Benson family, considering his parents and siblings are figures with constant presence, and they were quite an interesting lot. His relationship with Arthur is wonderful, since they were very different men, but clearly fond of each other.

I do wonder about some Masters' takes, though. It's worth mentioning this book was published in 1991, and the world has changed a lot since then. For instance, Masters wrote that "Inevitably, a few of the fans claimed David Blaize as their own for reasons Fred would genuinely abhor, and he would not have been pleased to learn that the novel is still on the list of homosexual book clubs. Clearly, it does not belong there, for it contains nothing overtly erotic and, indeed, bases its theme upon the purifying power of goodness."

Well, we know Fred was a reserved guy. He also wasn't very lefty, certainly not some social activist who's trying to change the rules of society. But I don't think he would’ve rejected his "gay writer" contemporary status, nor the more accepting situation of homosexuality in the current Western world.

He wasn't nearly as much repressed as Arthur and Hugh. He was well-connected in homosexual circles too, and not really religious. I think there's a strong possibility his "sphinx mode" was just a way he found to live his life more freely, without having to bother about the repercussions (including among his family) of his “sneaky” actions. His Capri vacations seem to indicate this, and to me it's clear he had sex with men (Eustace Miles and Francis Yeats Brown are obvious suspects). He wasn't a prude, like Masters stated, but he did live in a prude world. He probably would’ve enjoyed to live in a more relaxed reality like ours, which explains why he seemed so fixated on his childhood experiences.

Sometimes I wish he had the guts to push boundaries, particularly at the end of his life. I feel Ravens' Brood could've been a truly groundbreaking work if only he had allowed himself to be more frank and honest about the subject he wanted to talk about. But then again, Fred wasn't a revolutionary type, he was a man who enjoyed his conventional status in society. The likes of David Blaize and The Inheritor were already risqué enough for him.

By the way, there’s another E. F. Benson biography called As He Was, by Geoffrey Palmer and Noel Lloyd. I only read a few parts of it, but their take on David Blaize seems spot on:

Never had a character taken him over so completely, never had he written with such lack of inhibition about himself. True, it was himself as a boy, but it was a true, clear picture of adolescent passions. He thought he could do it by depicting himself under the name of David Blaize as he really had been, or had wanted to be, all those years ago: yellow-haired, sunny-natured and of an unbelievable goodness.

A Very Queer Family Indeed by Simon Goldhill is another interesting book about the Benson family. I find it much less accessible and more academic-y than Masters’ book, though.

[fern1e]

TO THE PEOPLE SUGGESTING THAT THE F&C UNIVERSE IS TIED DIRECTLY TO SIMONS PSYCHE AND ALSO POTENTIALLY HES WRITING F&C AGAIN TO COPE? I love you I love you I love you

Dude dude DUDE BUT LIKE, THIS CHANGES SO MUCH? IF YOU LOOK THROUGH THE TRAILER AND CONSIDER FIONNA AND CAKE AS PARTIAL MOUTH-PIECES FOR SIMON IN SOME REGARDS IT SPEAKS A LOT, BECAUSE A PART OF HIM MUST ACTIVELY STILL BE SEAKING OUT THAT MAGIC THAT HE LITERALLY WAS AROUND WITH FOR 1K YEATS, AND HE FUCKIN STUDIED IT BEFOREHAND TOO! EVEN IN OBSIDIAN WE SEE HIM ACTIVELY TRYING TO COPE WITH ALL THOSE MESSY FEELINGS REGARDING HAVING BEEN ICE KING, AND THATS DEFINITELY MORE THAN JUST A ONE OFF JOKE NOW BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE THATS GOING TO DELVE INTO A LOT OF WHAT HES EXPRESSING AND JUST— AUGH

Imagine being part of this magical world as PART of what makes it magic and then suddenly someone pulls the rug out from under you and saves you, and it's not wrong that you were saved, but suddenly you're this normal guy in this fantastical world trying to cope with the fact that you knew you were magic but you can't be anything more than mundane without hurting yourself, but you so desperately want that escape and that means of grasping that rush again, and it's addiction maybe, or messy emotions, or just a whole ordeal that has fried you psychologically and you are just endlessly FRUSTRATED

There's a lot in this image here is what I'm thinking.

there's a whole lot. Because that's Simon, embodying the ice king persona while still being himself. And this is so clearly not a waking moment for him because of thos art style shift but it's definitely expressing something he craves, and God this series is going to be FUCKED! I love it.

[bylertruther]

WILL & VECNA QUOTES —

In this gathering place, where violence is rife, at the boundary of that which escapes cohesion, he who reflects within cohesion realizes that there is no longer any room for him. (Theory of Religion, Georges Bataille) Anguish is what makes humankind, it seems; not anguish alone, but anguish transcended and the act of transcending it. (Erotism: Death and Sensuality, Georges Bataille) Perhaps many things inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad. (Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke) Things fall apart. The centre cannot hold. Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, the blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere the ceremony of innocence is drowned. The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity. (The Second Coming, W. B. Yeats) And there God is waiting to eat him. Later he will go out again, but he will be changed, he will have become different, after being eaten and digested by God. (Waiting for God, Simone Weil) What's requisite for communication is a defect or "fault." Communication enters like death through a chink in the armor. What's required is an overlapping of two lacerations, mine, yours. (Guilty, Georges Bataille) I stood there. There was a hole in my head where the thing stepped in. The hole grew wider. (The Dream of the Unified Field, Jorie Graham) I am like a small creature swallowed whole by a monster, she thought, and the monster feels my tiny little movements inside. (The Haunting of Hill House, Shirley Jackson) If I thus consume immoderately, I reveal to my fellow beings that which I am intimately: Consumption is the way in which separate beings communicate. […] Everything shows through, everything is open and infinite between those who consume intensely. But nothing counts then; violence is released and it breaks forth without limits, as the heat increases. (The Accursed Share, Georges Bataille) Cannibalism, the most elementary act of exploitation, that of turning the other directly into a comestible; of seeing the other in the most primitive terms of use. (The Sadeian Woman and the Ideology of Pornography, Angela Carter) I feel quite strange. I feel as though I were some other person, in a kingdom of shadows, and can't believe I'll ever return to being a creature of flesh and blood. (Letters to Sartre, Simone de Beauvoir) Some things take root in the brain and just don’t let go. (Slow Dance, Tim Seibles)

[miss-mania]

My girlfriend and I just randomly brainstormed a movie about the Battle of Blythe Road directed by Edgar Wright and starring a younger Simon Pegg and Nick Frost as W.B. Yeats and Aleister Crowley, respectively. It could either be played straight where Aleister brings a bunch of daggers to the fight and Yeats kicks him down a flight of stairs or ALTERNATIVELY can have a plot twist where Yeats fries Crowley with lightning until he's a charred skeleton.

I am using my powerful magicks to attempt to transport us to an alternate reality where this movie is real.