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    "Monster" is derived from the Latin noun monstrum, "divine portent," itself formed on the root of the verb monere, "to warn." It came to refer to living things of anomalous shape or structure, or to fabulous creatures like the sphinx who were composed of strikingly incongruous parts, because the ancients considered the appearance of such beings to be a sign of some impending supernatural event. Monsters, like angels, functioned as messengers and heralds of the extraordinary. They served to announce impending revelation, saying, in effect, "Pay attention; something of profound importance is happening."
    My Words to Victor Frankenstein: by Susan Stryker (via whatmonstrosity)

    (via lebornaciar)

    — 8 hours ago with 2456 notes
    #writing  #quotations  #monsters  #fey  #my identity  #queue 
    "

    FAIRIES learn to dance before they learn to walk,
    Fairies learn to sing before they learn to talk;
    Fairies learn their counting from the cuckoo’s call,
    They do not learn Geography at all.

    Fairies go a-riding with witches on their brooms
    And steal away the rainbows to brighten up their rooms,
    Fairies like a sky-dance better than a feast,
    They have a birthday once a week at least.

    Fairies think the rain as pretty as the sun,
    Fairies think that trespass-boards are only made for fun,
    Fairies think that peppermint’s the nicest thing they know,
    I always take a packet when I go.

    "
    FAIRY LORE: the fairy flute by  Fyleman, Rose (via gardenofthequeen)

    (via lebornaciar)

    — 6 days ago with 417 notes
    #writing  #fey  #poetry  #witchcraft  #my identity  #queue 

    That moment when you write a scene that is good and you approve and then you realize you put it in the totally wrong place.

    — 10 months ago with 5 notes
    #writing  #sads 
    Film Crit Hulk Smash: THE AGE OF THE CONVOLUTED BLOCKBUSTER →

    The real reason I had to stop reading MTMTE.

    Also, making me think about how this applies to my own writing and how writing unfolds in tandem with worldbuilding.

    I want to be clever, not contrived. :\

    Disclaimer: I’m a huge fan of Film Critic Hulk.

    — 10 months ago with 6 notes
    #film critic hulk  #storytelling  #comics  #writing  #media literacy 
    Writing: Inclusive writing -- Part 1 →

    REQUIRED FUCKING READING.

    — 10 months ago with 31 notes
    #writing  #fandom  #comics  #everything  #ever 
    "The road to hell is paved with works-in-progress."
    Philip Roth (via warmtea-blankpages)

    (via writingweasels)

    — 11 months ago with 42 notes
    #writing  #writers  #queue 
    There. >:|
How to Write Gender In Transformers Stories: A Flowchart

    There. >:|

    How to Write Gender In Transformers Stories: A Flowchart

    — 1 year ago with 298 notes
    #transformers  #mtmte  #rid  #gender  #binarism  #gender identity  #fanfiction  #idw  #writing  #latina  #robots 

    planetofjunk:

    mattdemers:

    Some of Pixar’s Rules of Storytelling, only in LEGO.

    I’m a visual person; I like when things are acted out for me.

    Follow me on Twitter/Tumblr/Facebook for more nerdy things!

    Excellent stuff.  Cute presentation too.

    (via descomic)

    — 1 year ago with 26526 notes
    #writing 
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世界最古ラブポエムWorld’s oldest love poem

Bridegroom, dear to my heart, Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet… . Bridegroom, I would be taken by you to the bedchamber.
That’s the sexy start to the oldest love poem in the world, on special display this month at the Istanbul Museum of the Ancient Orient in Turkey. Scholars discovered the poem over a hundred years ago, buried in the ancient sands of Iraq, but they’re hoping to draw new attention to it now.
The poem’s verses are in cuneiform, one of the first writing systems people developed after people developed writing around 3500 BC. Sometime around 2030 BC, a Sumerian scribe from the city of Ur pressed the poem into wet clay using a reed stylus, then baked the tablet, preserving the passion of the moment for 40 centuries.
The passion, scholars say, was ritual—part of a Mesopotamian festival of fertility and power called Sacred Marriage. Every new year (for the Sumerians, around the spring equinox), the Sumerian king “married” the Sumerian goddess of love and war, Inanna (Babylonian Ishtar), to renew the land’s fertility and affirm his own potency. In Summer, or several days, the king’s people got the Sumerian equivalent of Mardi Gras. At the festival’s peak, the king got Inanna’s high priestess, playing the part of Inanna. Woed by his offerings, the priestess would accept the king into her bed, with a poem addressed to him. This one, addressed to the Sumerian king Shu-Sin, is the oldest love poem we know:
Bridegroom, dear to my heart, Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet, Lion, dear to my heart, Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet. You have captivated me, Let me stand tremblingly before you. Bridegroom, I would be taken by you to the bedchamber, You have captivated me, Let me stand tremblingly before you. Lion, I would be taken by you to the bedchamber. Bridegroom, let me caress you, My precious caress is more savory than honey, In the bedchamber, honey-filled, Let me enjoy your goodly beauty, Lion, let me caress you, My precious caress is more savory than honey. Bridegroom, you have taken your pleasure of me, Tell my mother, she will give you delicacies, My father, he will give you gifts. Your spirit, I know where to cheer your spirit, Bridegroom, sleep in our house until dawn, Your heart, I know where to gladden your heart, Lion, sleep in our house until dawn. You, because you love me, Give me pray of your caresses, My lord god, my lord protector, My Shu-Sin, who gladdens Enlil’s heart, Give my pray of your caresses. Your place goodly as honey, pray lay your hand on it, Bring your hand over like a gishban-garment, Cup your hand over it like a gishban-sikin-garment. …Michael Himick www.artknowledgenews.com/?q=node/1412

In honor of National Poetry Month 2012

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    世界最古ラブポエム
    World’s oldest love poem

    Bridegroom, dear to my heart, Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet… . Bridegroom, I would be taken by you to the bedchamber.

    That’s the sexy start to the oldest love poem in the world, on special display this month at the Istanbul Museum of the Ancient Orient in Turkey. Scholars discovered the poem over a hundred years ago, buried in the ancient sands of Iraq, but they’re hoping to draw new attention to it now.

    The poem’s verses are in cuneiform, one of the first writing systems people developed after people developed writing around 3500 BC. Sometime around 2030 BC, a Sumerian scribe from the city of Ur pressed the poem into wet clay using a reed stylus, then baked the tablet, preserving the passion of the moment for 40 centuries.

    The passion, scholars say, was ritual—part of a Mesopotamian festival of fertility and power called Sacred Marriage. Every new year (for the Sumerians, around the spring equinox), the Sumerian king “married” the Sumerian goddess of love and war, Inanna (Babylonian Ishtar), to renew the land’s fertility and affirm his own potency. In Summer, or several days, the king’s people got the Sumerian equivalent of Mardi Gras. At the festival’s peak, the king got Inanna’s high priestess, playing the part of Inanna. Woed by his offerings, the priestess would accept the king into her bed, with a poem addressed to him. This one, addressed to the Sumerian king Shu-Sin, is the oldest love poem we know:

    Bridegroom, dear to my heart,
    Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet,
    Lion, dear to my heart,
    Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet.
    You have captivated me,
    Let me stand tremblingly before you.
    Bridegroom, I would be taken by you to the bedchamber,
    You have captivated me,
    Let me stand tremblingly before you.
    Lion, I would be taken by you to the bedchamber.
    Bridegroom, let me caress you,
    My precious caress is more savory than honey,
    In the bedchamber, honey-filled,
    Let me enjoy your goodly beauty,
    Lion, let me caress you,
    My precious caress is more savory than honey.
    Bridegroom, you have taken your pleasure of me,
    Tell my mother, she will give you delicacies,
    My father, he will give you gifts.
    Your spirit, I know where to cheer your spirit,
    Bridegroom, sleep in our house until dawn,
    Your heart, I know where to gladden your heart,
    Lion, sleep in our house until dawn.
    You, because you love me,
    Give me pray of your caresses,
    My lord god, my lord protector,
    My Shu-Sin, who gladdens Enlil’s heart,
    Give my pray of your caresses.
    Your place goodly as honey, pray lay your hand on it,
    Bring your hand over like a gishban-garment,
    Cup your hand over it like a gishban-sikin-garment.


    …Michael Himick
    www.artknowledgenews.com/?q=node/1412


    In honor of National Poetry Month 2012

    (via chauvinistsushi)

    — 1 year ago with 59 notes
    #ancient shit  #poetry  #cuneiform  #sumeria  #ur  #mesopotamia  #writing  #history 
    New Writer's Blog and a Naked Girl →

    orcomics:

    Girl Self Shot

    Cheap way to get attention? Regardless.. it’s a pretty awesome piece of artwork.

    We got some tidbits of info on the radio silence we’ve been having the past few months.

    We’re coming back with bigger and better comics and more frequent updates.

    Jeesh, I’m excited!

    When I hate comics, this is why I hate them. At least he’s honest!

    Why yes, I am browsing the webcomics tag.

    — 2 years ago with 1 note
    #webcomics  #comics  #graphic novels  #comic books  #writing  #dc  #marvel  #walking dead  #cosplay  #naked  #suicide girls  #gods girls  #geek  #nerd