unsung benefit i think a lot of ppl are sleeping on with using the public library is that i think its a great replacement for the dopamine hit some ppl get from online shopping. it kind of fills that niche of reserving something that you then get to anticipate the arrival of and enjoy when it arrives, but without like, the waste and the money.
When I was little, we got a huge custom library to hold all our books, and we had to measure the books for the right sizes to fit in the shelves.
Parents tried to stick to categories, like the Pratchett’s, Neil Gaiman’s, Political, Czech and Comics, but we also ended up with categories like small books and big books.
From that I learned multiple things.
The Neil Gaiman books were much more fun to sort through when I could see them all, and I started to read them with almost the same enthusiasm as the Discworld series
The Big Books were usually scary and boring, and hard to hide under the bedsheets when it was past my bedtime and parents came to check what the light peeking from under the door was.
The small books were fun. They were all old, and thin, and some even fit in the pocket of my shirt. I could never finish them, but I felt smart reading them, and people didn’t notice when I read them, so they couldn’t tell me that I was too small for them.
(my parents never did say that. My mum still remembered when she had to borrow books for her younger sister of seven years, because the librarian wouldn’t let her read them as she was “too little”)
The last thing I learned was that gravity still works even for little kids, and it hurts a lot when you fall from the chair you’re standing on with a stack of books on you.
The thing I’m learning now is that I’ll never read all the books we have, because there will always be more, and I’m mostly okay with that.
But I still don't know how to hold your hand without reading the ugliness of my own, But I can't contain my soul from enveloping yours !
Web weaving about holding hands an emotion
{quotes:Mary Ruefle/uk/Francis Forever Song by Mitski/The Hand Has Twenty-Seven Bones by Natalie Diaz/Hélène Cixous, from “Olivier De Serres- A Single Passion Two Witnesses,” Love Itself: In the Letter Box (Polity Press, 2008) /uk /Saadi Youssef, from ‘Solos on the Oud’, Without an Alphabet, Without a Face: Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa) /@fatimaamerbilal from her garden yearns more for visitors than water. }
redistributing wealth (searchable pdf of horror in architecture by joshua comaroff & ong ker-shing) to the masses (tumblr users obsessed with haunted houses)
enjoy! <3 xoxo
edit 01/06/2022: the google drive link stopped working for some reason but here's a working link to it on archive.org!
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Just like Ariel with her grotto, the library has been Eric’s heart. Everything he treasured, longed and dreamed of were there. And yet, the heart-breaking, "Nobody usually comes in here." which, reading between the lines could mean nobody tries to see me, really see me.
He's been longing for someone to understand him. He was alone, craving for connection, friendship (see how he interacts with the crew until Grimsby pulled him away) but due to his rank and his radical beliefs, he was isolated- which was the last thing he wanted.
But then, this curious and quiet woman suddenly barged in his life library and was actually interested in what he has to say. Even encouraged it. Time flew into the night, he lit the candles as the woman pulled out various trinkets for him to explain. And he happily obliged, even kneeling on the floor beside her to keep up.
I therefore conclude that that night at the library was probably the best conversation Eric had ever had.
I was listening to the GTN audiobook and I was at the bit from chapter 21 where Camilla mentions that soul siphoning normally causes brain damage, and that Colum probably does have brain damage:
And now I can't stop thinking about Augustine basically calling Cristabel an idiot in chapter 17 of HTN
Impulsively shoving a guy's hand in your mouth after having the thought "oh just like when my little sister used to prick herself on a rose thorn" and then immediately being treated like a pet who ate something they shouldn't have? Wonderful. Thank you, Thane.
(also not pictured is Thane apparently trying to scrape your tongue with his hand BEFORE pouring the holy water down your throat because NO. BAD.)