#waller county

[queersatanic]

[ID: Sandra Bland, February 7, 1987, to July 13, 2015. Happy Birthday - RIP <selfie photo of Sandra in a "The Beatles" shirt smiling /ID]

(1:57 min video, CW police violence, anti-Black racism)

[todoscaeran]

Jonathan from Next Level Roofing prides himself not just on craftmanship but also being from the Houston areas he serves. One thing which hurts the residential roofing industry are contractors who are "storm chasers" or "fly by night" operators who take advantage of unsuspecting homeowners who just need help with their roofs.

More about the company can be found here: https://patch.com/texas/woodlands/business/listing/374555/next-level-roofing

[fuoridalcloro]

“Quanto può durare un amore impossibile? Un amore impossibile, che ha avuto anche solo un istante di possibilità, ma per qualche normalissimo e sadico, o assurdo e inevitabile motivo non può svolgersi, non può viversi, un amore che è ma non può esistere, un amore che non ci sarà mai tempo a scalfire, né abitudine a spegnere... Il guaio, meraviglioso e terribile guaio, è che basta anche solo un attimo per creare un ricordo, e ciò che sopravvive alla dimenticanza è destinato, o forse dovrei dire condannato, all'eternità. Un amore impossibile è possibile che resista a tutto, anche ad altri amori, perché lascia sempre intatto il desiderio che brilla nel ricordo, e nel ricordo si ama davvero, forse anche di più. Quanto può durare un impossibile? Un vero amore impossibile è per sempre.”

Robert James Waller - I ponti di Madison County

[canesenzafissadimora]

Se non lottassi per mantenere il controllo quando sono con te, credo che potrei perdermi e non ritrovarmi più.

[the-girl-who-sold-the-wxrld]

the bridges of madison county is one of the most beautiful and heartbreaking love stories i've ever seen, and it's a crime there aren't more people talking about it. i read the book and watched the movies a lot of times. the story in itself, the beauty, the tragedy, the intense love, the chemistry, the poetry, the pain, the sadness, the emotions, the impossibility, the "morally wrong" love, the way they were made for each other but were condemned to be together only four days, the way there's no happiness at all in the ending, no bitter sweet, no hopeful, only sad, the way their meeting came too late but wouldn't have worked sooner, the way everything seems so unfair and yet so logical, the way being separated was a torture but being together would have been the end, the way their love could work only this way, teared apart until the end, the way they never stopped loving each other. the way their love was supposed to happen but they were destined to experienced it together for four days only.

francesca being such an amazing and interesting woman, robert being such an amazing and interesting man. them being older than most characters in love stories. the messages about dreams and lost dreams, dreams we wanted to realize but that died over time, dreams we let to die because we did what we were expected to do or followed someone else, dreams women had but had to give up because of marriage and motherhood. the messages about classic family and women's place in society, about marriage, about children, about technology, about love, about existing without living and realizing one day we wasted our time, about how important it is to appreciate beauty, about how sometimes things are impossible and unfair and there's nothing you can do, about how you sometimes forget yourself and your dreams, lost in a life that isn’t the one you wanted, and about how a single person is enough to remind you of who you really are and of what you really want. about how painful it is to have to let this person go. about whether it is a good thing or not to think of people in your life first, before thinking of yourself. about how talking about other people's lifes can be horrible and dangerous. about how choosing safety and security isn’t always the right solution. about how love isn’t only being with someone good, but someone who makes you vibrate and live. about how life isn’t over after 30, about how love can come anytime. about how sometimes it comes but can't do anything more. about art. about travelling. about life.

i just really love the bridges of madison county.

[professionalintrovert]

I’m not having a Hot Girl Summer I’m having a Bridges of Madison County Summer, in which I’m left alone to putter around my farmhouse in the heat until a handsome stranger stops by asking for directions and we fall madly in love despite being trapped in different worlds 🌾

[litandlifequotes]

In a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes only once, and never again, no matter how many lifetimes you live.

The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller

[adaptations-polls]

Which version of this do you prefer?

[waywordsstudio]

What's a book that was over-hyped but you did not finish?

[kathywaller1]

Veterans Day: Henry Waller, Letter from France, 1918

*   AMERICAN Y.M.C.A. ON ACTIVE SERVICE WITH THE AMERIAN EXPEDITIONARY FORCE July 23, 1918 Dear Mother and Sisters, After a lengthy but very interesting overseas journey, we at last arrived at our point of destination. Perhaps you can imagine how proud we were to see land after a weeks ride on a crowded boat; and I want to say right here that there is no prettier country under the blue sky than…

[goodboybilly]

So, I live on a road that is a very common dog dumping site. The entire 3 county area here in Texas is horrible. At least 3xs a week, I spot strays. Scared, hungry and in this summer heat, dehydrated. There is literally no one to call for help. Today, I rounded up the latest 4 dumped dogs and called up some of the rescue and shelter facilities. As expected, just like in the past, no one answered. So I took it upon myself to bring these dogs to the county run facility. I couldn't find an address for the county shelter in my county so I took them to the next county. When I got there, the gate was open. I walked in and knocked, looked around and called the number on the door. No answer. So I grabbed an empty bowl they had sitting next to a sink, filled it with water and unloaded the dogs inside the fence. Just as I was locking the gate, a deputy pulled up. While she attempted to get in touch with the proper authorities, a kennel volunteer pulled up and started screaming at me that I couldn't do that. I cannot take the dogs and they were dumped. The deputy decided to side with the rescue kennel volunteer and told me I could be arrested for animal cruelty if I left the dogs. I told her "I've never seen those dogs before." I attempted to then leave and she arrested me. Sitting in cuffs in the back if her squad car. Her, and the now arrived sheriff decided to not arrest me if I agreed to put the dogs back in my van. So I did. I was also subsequently turned away at the facility they told me to take the dogs to. I have literally 11 dogs now on the property where I stay that are dumped dogs. That doesn't include the 7 that have owners here on the property.

If I had a property of my own, I would happily start, and run a facility that doesn't turn away any animal. One that can respond to phone calls for help. 24/7. I would open my doors to students of schools nearby, to teach the children the importance of responsible dog ownership . This community is already economically poor. Seeing strays in bad condition everyday is not good for moral. If no one is helping the animals, why would anyone think they could be helped. Imagine, I could even employ the homeless and veterans. They could live on site. For free. In exchange for kennel work. But it wouldn't be a kennel. It would be a pack. Of lost pets and people. Giving hope to the hopeless.

[writers-potion]

Got anything for dialogue

Writing Dialogue 101

Dialogue is conversation, nothing more, nothing less. The catch is: diagloue is EDITED conversation. It must be more concise, purposeful and witty than the everyday sentences we speak, while sounding natural.

The Purpose of Dialogue

Diaglue is definitely a fiction elements that pops everything up and out. Thus, dialogue is going to have more impact than your normal paragraphs, in order to:

Characterizes/reveals motives

Sets the mood in the story

Intensifies the story conflict

Creates tension and suspense

Speeds up your scenes

Add bits of setting/backgronud

Communicates the theme

Matching the Dialogue to the Genre

The dialogue in a book should speak the reader's language. There is a type of voice that suits each genre/category of fiction, and we must understand what matches the reader expectations and rhythm of the plot we are writing.

Magical Dialogue

"Do not kill him even now. For he has not hurt me. And in any case I do not wish him to be slain in this evil mood. He was great once, of a nobel kind that we should not dare to raise our hands against." - The Lord of the Rings, J.R.R. Tolkein

"As much as I want you and want to be with you and part of you, I can't rear myself away from the realness of my responsiblities." - The Bridges of Madison County, Robert James Waller

This is the language of The Hobbit, Star Wars, The Lord of the Rings, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.

When writing literary and mainstream fiction (that is targeted at the general public rather than a target audience), we need to go with what sounds real, even with a magical setting

Science fiction and fantasy can be more unreal, i.e. things like "May the Force Be With You."

In romance, magical dialogue takes on a differen form. It's magical in that it transcends the way we talk to each other in normal society. Magical in that all of it makes perfect sense and is said in such eloquent langauge that we marvel at it while at the same time knowing that if we are left to ourselves, we would say something absolutely banal.

Cryptic Dialogue

"You know, the condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip it on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, then you throw it away. The condom, I mean. Not the stranger." - Fight Club, Chuck Palahniuk

This is the dialogue in literary and religious stories that dealw ith abstract ideas and vague concepts and has double meanings. Readers aren't meant to understand theses right away.

These bits of dialogue plant sublimnal messages in the reader's mind that help communicate the theme later on, ultimately making sense.

Cryptic dialogue is difficult to do well. If we're not careful, we'll end up sounding preachy, moralistic and dogmatic.

You need to be able to view the world in different perspectives.

Descriptive Dialogue

The literary, fantasy and historical story often relies on dialogue for worldbuilding (expplaining history, magic rules, etc.)

The author's goal in descriptive dialogue is to provide the reader with information. However, the character's goal cannot be sacrificed for the author's. Dialogue can still have tension and suspense and can be inserted into a scene of action so the story doesn't bog down while the readers get some info.

Shadowy Dialogue

In shadowy dialogue, the character's job is to keep the reader suspended in a state of terror/suspense. Then you periodically tighten and loosen the tension.

The key here is uncertainty. The reader cannot trust the speaker, so we're always questioning him, wondering whether he's speaking truthfully or is presenting the full picture.

Keep the tone as dark of possible, using action and background as supporting tools.

Make it cryptic, or even better, offering an omnious threat of what is to come.

Provocative Dialogue

This is the type of dialogue that conveys the theme, talking about the "universla truth" your book is trying to convey.

Readers like to be challenged in their thinking, provoked to consider other ways of thinking, and shaken up in their belief systems with a fresh perspective about the world.

Consider this example from To Kill A Mockingbird:

"...but there is one way in this country in which all men are created equal - there is one humna institution that makes a pauper the equal of a Rockfeller, the stupid man the equal of an Einstein, and the ignornant man the equal of any college president."

There is no way we can read this and not think about something that is bigger than our daily lives.

Make your readers squirm, and shock them out of their comfort zones.

Uncencored Dialogue

Uncencored dialogue in YA stories are of young people, but that doesn't mean it's filled with hip-hop words and slag.

While adults cencor themselves when they speak, teenagers haven't yet learned that skill so their dialogue is more raw, edgy and honest.

Readers of YA novels expect realism, so make it as authentic as possible. The last thing we want to is for our characters to be brash and honest, but NOT sound like they've just stepped out of Planet Way Cool.

For example:

"What if he doesn't like me back?" "You are too much of a chicken to do anything aboutit but mope."

As an adult, how often do you admit fear of rejection out loud to another, or call out your friend to her face? In YA-type of dialogue though, we can just write what comes into these characters' minds.

So that sums up the different types of dialogue. Consider the nature of your plot, what your readers and the genre of the story you are writing to choose an appropriate way for your characters to speak!

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[pigeon-pit]

~*PIGEON PIT FALL 2024 DATES*~

hey y’all! we’re really stoked to be hitting the road again this fall and play east coast shows for the first time in a long time. come hang out, we’ll be playing new songs, old songs, whatever songs we feel like and have some brand new merch for sale too. we got some really special shows on here! Will update bands and ticket links as time goes on but for the most part shows are pay at the door and all ages! <3

10/14 in Minneapolis, MN at The Artery w/ Erica Lyle & Mold Wine

10/15 in Chicago, IL at Pilsen Community Books w/ Sunday Cruise

10/16 in Indianapolis, IN at Longshot w/ Looter & Passerine

10/17 in Pittsburgh, PA at Mr Roboto Project w/ Frog Legs, No Jane, Cacklin Racket & Rayne Blakeman (https://dltsgdom.ticketleap.com/pigeon-pit-roboto/)

10/18 in Akron, PA at House of Jenk w/ Local News Legend, Joyful Forfeit & Erin Incoherent

10/20 in Brattleboro, VT at Buoyant Heart w/ Harm, Leaf Glitter & Kivimae

10/21 in Brooklyn, NY at Trans Pecos w/ Choked Up & precious human (https://www.venuepilot.co/events/114396/orders/new)

10/23 in Philadelphia, PA at Foto Club w/ Paper Bee & Ezra Cohen (https://dice.fm/partner/4333-collective/event/dk59l6-pigeon-pit-paper-bee-ezra-cohen-23rd-oct-foto-club-philadelphia-tickets )

10/24 in Richmond, VA at Crescent Club w/ Flora and the Fauna and Shotgun Princess

10/26 in Gainesville, FL at Roadhouse w/ Mechanical Canine, Heavy Lag, Shift Meal & the Alleged Band

10/27 in Gainesville, FL - FEST - at Vivid Music Hall w/ Chuck Ragan and the Camaraderie, Tim Barry, Brendan Kelly, Walter Mitty and his MAkeshift Orchestra & Apes of the State (https://www.seetickets.us/event/Vivid-Music-Hall-CHUCK-RAGAN-TIM-BARRY-BRENDAN-KELLY/610483) (18+)

10/28 in Atlanta, GA at Wallers Coffee w/ Dakota Floyd, Official Bard of Baldwin County & Ozello (https://pigeonpitwallers.bpt.me/)

10/29 in Pensacola FL at the 309 Project w/ the Taints & TBA

10/30 in New Orleans, LA at SASS w/ Twisted Teens & TACK (4011 St Claude)

11/1 in Little Rock, AR at River City Coffee w/ TBA

11/2 in Kansas City, MO at Howdy w/ Small Void & TBA

11/4 in Denver, CO at 7th Circle Music Collective w/ Fables of the Fall, Marissa. & Darling Driftwood

[cris173]

Mentre facevano l'amore, lei glielo aveva bisbigliato, riassumendo i propri pensieri in un'unica frase: "Robert, sei così potente da farmi paura". Lui era fisicamente potente, ma usava la sua forza con cautela. E in ogni caso, c'era molto di più. Il sesso era solo un aspetto. Dal momento in cui l'aveva conosciuto, lei aveva vissuto nell'aspettativa - nella possibilità, perlomeno - di un'esperienza piacevole, che interrompesse finalmente una routine di ossessionante monotonia. Non aveva tenuto conto della sua stupefacente potenza. Era come se lui avesse preso possesso di lei, a tutti i livelli. Ed era una scoperta inquietante. Prima, neppure per un attimo aveva dubitato che una parte del suo essere avrebbe mantenuto il distacco da qualunque cosa lei e Robert Kinkaid potessero fare insieme, la parte che apparteneva alla sua famiglia e alla vita nella Madison County. Ma lui aveva spazzato via tutto. Avrebbe dovuto capirlo quando lo aveva visto scendere dal furgone per chiederle indicazioni. Le aveva ricordato uno sciamano, e quella prima impressione si era rivelata corretta. Facevano l'amore per un'ora, forse più, poi lui si staccava lentamente e guardandola accendeva una sigaretta per entrambi. A volte si accontentava di sdraiarsi al suo fianco, senza smettere mai di accarezzarla. Poi tornava ad affondare dentro di lei, sussurrandole parole dolci all'orecchio mentre la prendeva, baciandola tra una frase e l'altra, tra una parola e l'altra, le braccia intorno alla sua vita, attirandola a sé e sprofondando in lei. E allora lei cominciava a ripiegarsi su se stessa, a respirare più in fretta, e si lasciava trasportare là dove lui abitava, e abitava in luoghi strani, tormentati, molto addietro nelle ramificazioni della logica di Darwin. Con il viso sepolto contro la spalla di lui, le loro epidermidi a contatto, percepiva il profumo di fuochi di legna e di fiumi, sentiva i treni che lasciavano sferragliando stazioni invernali di molte notti addietro, vedeva viaggiatori ammantati di nero che avanzavano lungo fiumi gelati e pascoli estivi, diretti alla fine di tutte le cose. Il leopardo infuriava sopra di lei, ancora e ancora, come il vento incessante sulla prateria, e lei fremeva, travolta dal suo slancio, cavalcava quel vento come una vergine del tempio che avanza verso le fiamme miti e compiacenti che delimitano la dolce curva dell'oblio. E bisbigliava piano, senza fiato: "Oh, Robert... Robert... mi sto perdendo". Lei, che da anni non aveva più un orgasmo, ne ebbe una lunga serie con quella strana creatura che era per metà uomo e per metà qualcosa di completamente diverso. Si stupì di lui e della sua resistenza, ed egli le disse che poteva spingersi in quei luoghi lontani con il corpo come con la mente, e che gli orgasmi della mente avevano una loro qualità distintiva.

(Robert James Waller, "I ponti di Madison County")