Male writers writing female characters:

silly-activites:

m1ssc0mmun1cat10n:

scottbaiowulf:

“Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards.”

‘ She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards’ is the greatest fucking sentence I have ever read.

THE ORIGINAL??

makedonsgriva:

ALT

ALT

saw this post and had to make one for them.

aetherograph:

glindapenguin:

athelind:

akiragatr:

Tumblr is super big on the “I didn’t say it was good, I said I liked it” but really need to discover the value in its opposite of “I didn’t say it was bad, I said I hated it”.

You can acknowledge that something is good, great, a masterpiece even, and just straight-up not enjoy it.

When I first saw A Clockwork Orange in my late teens/early 20s, my reaction at the end was, verbatim, “That it was a Very Good Movie, but I don’t know if I liked it or not.”

Forty-odd years later, I still hold to that assessment.

There’s also - and this might be unique to social realism films - the category of: this was a beautifully made, excellently acted film on an important subject. I’m glad I saw it, it deserves a bunch of awards, but I never want to watch it again.

There’s also “This is good, but I am not the audience for this”, which is something you run into more often if you are into animation but can apply to more than just “I’m not the right age group for this” really. That’s just the most common form of it.

movedtofailhag2:

POSITIVE AFFIRMATIONS: i am not a creep. i am not a weirdo. i do know what the hell i’m doing here. i do belong here

rabbit-ina-trenchcoat:

quote sourced from @genderfluidsodapopcurtis

smegorl:

statisticalcats2:

statisticalcats2:

statisticalcats2:

There are gonna be people who won’t like hearing this but if you want to live in a world where mixed marriages, families, and adoptions (particularly POC adopting outside their “race”) aren’t maligned and discriminated against, then you have got to get more chill about seeing someone partaking in something cultural that you don’t think fits the “race” you perceive them as.

It’s a vague memory now, it was a vague memory even at the time I made this post, but I think what sparked this was remembering stupid comments I saw about a Chinese-American cookbook that were complaining about it being written by a white woman and then I looked the white woman up and the briefest research showed she was adopted as a child into a Chinese-American family and just….

*pinches nose*

Fellas, is it cultural appropriation to inherit your family’s culture but you don’t pass the blood quantum test?

All of you are literally just racist. You’ve come full-circle. You’re working under the belief that people are supposed to “keep to their own kind” and that means the socially invented concept of “race”, and “race mixing” of any sort is unnatural.

Putting this in a separate reblog because it involves fictional media but it was still implying a messed up worldview….

This reminded me of a post I saw about someone theorizing what MCU Morgan Stark’s middle name was because we just knew her middle initial was “H” and they considered that the namesake might be Yinsen Ho but they didn’t want to believe that because it would be, quote, “cultural appropriation”.

Cultural appropriation. To name your child after someone you personally knew and was very important to you.

Don’t you know it’s unnatural for someone of a different race to be important to you? The races are not supposed to mix!

It’s literally just racism. Why do people think they’re being anti-racist activists by being some of the highest level of racist?

Yeah this trend has been gaining strength for years of “the races shouldn’t mix (but in a Marx honoring way)” and it’s seriously fuckin concerning.

wizardlybones:

grrwoof-woof:

“but the text never explicitly stated it!!!” hey, so that’s actually what they tried to teach you in those english classes you barely passed 😁

“It’s not that deep!” Yes! It is!

disasterdrow:

i am going to *remembers suicide jokes are detrimental to my mental health and relationships* make it through this year if it kills me

syzygy-yzygy:

Girl are you the Hays Code the way you consider media irredeemable if it depicts anything that strays away from the norm you’re comfortable with or depicts anything morally questionable without definitively condemning it and anyone associated with it, therefore creating worse stories and content and making it difficult for people to engage with complicated issues from a nuanced and controlled perspective?

spaceoutruden:

i am NORMAL about phantom of the opera thank you and goodnight

mirefireflies:

a series of unfortunate events is really the blueprint for characters doomed by the narrative like i think that series changed my brain chemistry forever… the title tells you how the story will end and the author repeatedly tries to warn you away but still you pick up the book. the first sentence is that it’s a tragedy and you keep reading anyway.. you read through the whole story and it’s terrible and tragic and unfortunate and then after you’ve stayed up late reading it under your covers with a flashlight, you go to your school library as soon as class is over and check out the next book in the series because you need to know what happens even though really, you already know. the end is right there in the title, it’s there in every page .. before the story even begins you know it’s a tragedy and you read it anyway and—

rea-pancakes:

!!!

dduane:

The novelist writes from inside.

I’m rather sensitive on this point, because I write science fiction, or fantasy, or about imaginary countries, mostly—stuff that, by definition, involves times, places, events that I could not possibly experience in my own life. So when I was young and would submit one of these things about space voyages to Orion or dragons or something, I was told, at extremely regular intervals, “You should try to write about things you know about.” And I would say, But I do; I know about Orion, and dragons, and imaginary countries. Who do you think knows about my own imaginary countries, if I don’t?

But they didn’t listen, because they don’t understand, they have it all backward. They think an artist is like a roll of photographic film, you expose it and develop it and there is a reproduction of Reality in two dimensions. But that’s all wrong, and if any artist tells you, “I am a camera,” or “I am a mirror,” distrust them instantly, they’re fooling you, pulling a fast one. Artists are people who are not at all interested in the facts—only in the truth. You get the facts from outside. The truth you get from inside.

OK, how do you go about getting at that truth? You want to tell the truth. You want to be a writer. So what do you do?

You write.

–Ursula Le Guin, from the “On How To Become A Writer” at LitHub, from The Language of the Night (via @neil-gaiman)

hedgehog-moss:

I feel secondhand embarrassment when I read goodreads reviews of like a british or australian book and find americans complaining that the unfamiliar turns of phrase and slang made the book hard to read, while non-native english speakers in the reviews are doing fine. Saw yet another review today where an american was like “it was enjoyable except for the way this book assumes I’m british and I get the slang” there are people on this web page who learnt your language as their third or fourth language and they’re dealing, have some shame