I read. I write. I spend all together too much time on the internet. I talk incessantly about books, TV and movies. I write for Hello Giggles and
From “The Game of Shakespeare” board game:
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
—Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
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The New Novel (1877), Winslow Homer
COMMUTING WITH BOOKS: MISSED CONNECTIONS EVERYWHERE
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Because who doesn’t love missed connections?
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Music and literature <3
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liy:
I don’t need to be protected from a book. Do you?I’ve started a pet project of sorts (tentatively) called DON’T LIMIT MY LIT. In a nutshell, it’s about book banning. I’m going to keep it going for at least six months— which I like because Banned Books Week will be going on right in the middle. Book banning trends and lawsuits have been flying around in my country lately, so I’ve suddenly taken an interest in learning as much as I can about the big picture of book
burningbanning on an international scale, away from the overall theme of fuckyeahreading, my tumblr book baby (which by the way I seriously still can’t believe has found itself 7,497 followers).If you’re interested in book banning or what I’ll find, such as
- news
- trivia
- history
- quotes from banned books
- or quotes about censorship and ban culture—
good or bad, from Malaysia and all around the world, then COME keep me company and follow the Tumblr. If you’re not around these here parts very often, then why not Like its Facebook page?
Reblogs, likes, submissions, even applications for co-admins are all welcome to the party.
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She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape.
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Books help to form us. If you cut me open, you will find volume after volume, page after page, the contents of every one I have ever read, somehow transmuted and transformed into me. Alice in Wonderland. the Magic Faraway Tree. The Hound of the Baskervilles. The Book of Job. Bleak House. Wuthering Heights. The Complete Poems of W.H. Auden. The Tale of Mr Toad. Howard’s End. What a strange person I must be. But if the books I have read have helped to form me, then probably nobody else who ever lived has read exactly the same books, all the same books and only the same books as me. So just as my genes and the soul within me make me uniquely me, so I am the unique sum of the books I have read. I am my literary DNA.
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The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.