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theresattrpgforthat · 2 years

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Hmmmmmm what about games that give heavy-metal vibes. If that's too vague, maybe TTRPGs that have the same vibes of DOOM or Quake? Thanks for being an awesome Tumblr page, btw <3

THEME: Hellbusting Games

Thank you so much! I haven't played either of those games, but my roommate sure has! here's what I found.

Warrune, by CurseNightGames.

HELL IS TOTAL FUCKING WAR

WARRUNE is a brutal gridless tactical RPG inspired by Doom, God of War, and extreme metal. Play as badass warriors who have gone to hell to wage eternal war. Vikings vs. Space Marines vs. Demons. DOOM SHIT!

An eclectic system that combines aspects of tactical RPGs, story games, and board games that emulates the frantic combat chess of the latest Doom video games. Warrune is 42 pages, and comes in an easy to read black and white PDF, a red PDF for that old school metal zine feel, and a black and white booklet format to print your own zines at home.

You don’t have any stats in this game; you roll d666 for everything, and count the 6’s vs 1s. More 6’s? You succeed. More 1’s? You fail. Combat is for theatre of the mind but still tactical, with an armoury’s worth of weapons, equipment, and special powers that will help you absolutely obliterate your enemy.

If you want a solo or GM-less option, this game has it! Enemies can be fully automated, giving you a chance to dive into hell either by yourself or without a leader.

qvke borg, by Bird Silhouette Games.

"In a land dying a slow death at the hands of irrefutable prophecy, the thread of reality unravels. As the universe-that-was frays at the seams, more horrifying truths manifest.

Writhing with eldritch hatred is the QVKEMOTHER:

SHUB-NECHURATH reaches out across the cosmic void. Her infinite armies stand poised to bring this realm under her sway. She has heard rumours of the Two-Headed Basilisks and seeks to unseat their power, disprove their apocalypse and usher in one of her own."

QVKE BORG is an unofficial expansion compatible with MÖRK BORG. It’s inspired by the atmospheric, action-packed shooter videogames of the early 1990s. If you ever wanted to bring ROCKET LAUNCHERS into your bleak fantasy role-playing game, this is the book for you.

If you want to play this game you’re going to need MÖRK BORG as well, in order to know how the rules work. Immediately diving into this game will give you a bestiary, followed by character options and lore. This is directly inspired by the game Quake, so it should be able to easily replicate what you’re looking for! If you want an adventure to go along with this, the author has released one called Doorway to Blasphemy, about hunting a heathen down through a vile and overgrown keep.

Hell Grinders, by Bannerless Games.

Another beautiful day of brimstone, heat, fire, blood and guts. You and your buddies buckle your gear, and get ready to shred the forces of Hell’s faces off.

HELL GRINDERS is a turbo-charged boomer shooter-inspired roleplaying game about killing demons and angels as the baddest bastards around. If you want to flashback to the '90s, ripping and tearing your way through hordes of hideous beasts with your besties while knee-deep in radioactive slime, all to the sounds of heavy metal and industrial guitar licks, this one’s for you.

LUMEN is such a good system for combat, especially if you want your power to feel powerful and competent. Even though there’s only 4 classes, you can mix and match skills and abilities to make a unique character who can kick ass in a way completely unlike your teammates - and LUMEN is also great for team synergy, setting each-other up for success.

You can die in HELL GRINDERS but that doesn’t mean the fun stops for you - pick up another Grinder on your team and keep going, and hope you can finish the mission before all of your backup team members run out!

Aether Operations, by World Champ Game Co.

Traverse the realms in a forever struggle of imbalance, defeating powerful warlords and cleansing corrupted artifacts. Brutal and dangerous, even the most routine beasts spew damnation at the mere presence of you: the Manipulators. The unique denizens of each realm aspire to purge you in whatever malicious possible ways available in an effort to gain more power and bring the imbalance of reality towards a coming doom.

AeOps is for 2-5 players including a gamemaster with optional rules for gm-less play. Players, as Manipulators embodying Spirit, Brain, Bone, or Meat, use up to seven six-sided dice while the GM uses a diminishing Balance Die, downgrading from d12 to d4 with each stage representing further destabilization of the Realms and a quickly approaching reality cataclysm.

You’re fighting more than demons in this one, but they still want you dead. With GM-less options, this might be a good game to look at if you’re not sure who’s up to GM, or if everyone wants to be a player. Will you be able to prevent a cataclysm? Or will the realms come crashing down around you? You’ll have to play to find out.

HellGuts: Imp Scout Edition, by Mitchell Daily.

Hell is unleashing its demons through unholy rifts between our dimension and theirs. These demons exist only to torment, profane, and destroy human life. They are a powerful scourge that threatens to overwhelm the entire solar system and beyond should they not be stopped.

Enter the Hellslayers, those exalted to the task of rending fiendish flesh and bathing in blasphemous blood. The Hellslayers are forces of nature standing above the easily slaughtered masses and taking the fight to Hell itself.

HELLGUTS is a gory romp through brutal hellscapes. Go kill some demons, Hellslayer.

This game depends on dice pools of d12s, with action difficulties ranging from 2 -12. The more successes you get, the more bonuses you get, with your character attributes represented by three “organs: Muscle, Spine and Brain. This is a combat with abstract range and room for description, so your characters can describe how they brutally decimate the legions of hell.

Right now HellGuts is in playtest, but it already has a couple of adventures, as well as character and enemy keeper resources linked on the page. Tack on some safety tools and you’re ready to go!

24XX Breach, by Adam Schwaninger.

Hyperspace is a back door through Hell, and still the desperate line up for the Company jumpships. You were one of them, back before Hell spat you back out. Now when a jump goes bad, you go in. Breach the derelict, identify the incursion, eliminate the threat, and hope to hell the money’s good.

With quick character generation and quick story generation, you know I gotta recommend a 24XX game. Your character doesn’t just have as specialty that bumps up their skills, they also get Blessings, that give you really cool abilities, such as control over fire, acidic blood, or the ability to teleport through hellspace. Pick up an interesting piece of backstory or two and jump into Hell, ready to kick demon ass and get out as many people as you can. Simple, and sweet, that’s 24XX Breach.

#dnd #game recommendations #asks #indie ttrpgs #tabletop games #doom #video games

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duckprintspress · 1 year

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“Aim For The Heart” Creator Spotlight: bloomingtea

Today is the fourth day of Duck Prints Press’s new Kickstarter campaign to cover the publication costs for our next anthology, Aim For The Heart: Queer Fanworks Inspired by Alexandre Dumas’s “The Three Musketeers,” and we’re already 2/3rds of the way to our funding goal!!! Before we get to the artist spotlight, just a quick reminder: Today is the LAST DAY to get the Early Bird Special on our Book + Merch backer level! So, if you’ve been eyeing that, this is your moment—it’ll be gone forever on June 19th, 12:00 AM Eastern Time! We’ve also only got 15 packages left at that rate so—they’re going fast in more ways than one!

And now, on to the Creator Spotlight!

red wine and bitter nightshade by bloomingtea

About the Artist: Téa is a hypothetical writer and artist, a professional procrastinator, and a merch hoarder. When they aren’t working on personal projects, they moderate zines and bake the same loaf of bread over and over again. From their pile of WIPs, they’ve managed to self-publish one book and are currently working on other manuscripts to eventually release into the world. Until then, they remain the worst gamer on Twitch and like to spend their free time ranting about books and thinking about fictional lawyer video games.

Artist Links: Personal Website | Twitter

This is gorgeous, right? Want an entire book of equally gorgeous, equally queer works inspired by the musketeers? Then take this as your sign to check out our campaign!

#duck prints press #aim for the heart #bloomingtea #the three musketeers #the three musketeers fanart #queer zine #queer fanart #queer anthology

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mankinzine · 5 months

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✨ LEFTOVERS EXTENDED ✨

Re•Voir a Shaman King Zine leftovers have been extended until May 30th! There is limited stock so get it before it’s gone forever.

🛒 http://skrevoirzine.bigcartel.com

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Appreciate any shares! @zineapps @zinefeed @zineforall @zinefans @zine-scene @zinecenter @fandomzines @zinesubmissions @anizines

#shaman king #shamanking #シャーマンキング #shaman king 2021 #anime #yoh asakura #asakura yoh #asakura hao #Hiroyuki Takei #fanart #fanfiction #zine #zine sales #fandom zine #shaman king flowers

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whafairytales · 2 years

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✨ Preorders Close in 5 Days ✨

There's always a price to pay when it comes to using magic, but we think that this zine is worth that price. Get a copy of this magical Witch Hat Atelier zine now before it's gone forever!

Art by @acipensere 📖

🛒 whafairytales.bigcartel.com

#witch hat atelier #tongari boushi no atelier #zine #fanzine #wha #tbna #zine update #preorders

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superhero--imagines · 28 days

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After some thought, I’ve decided to extend the preorder period for the zine by a few weeks! Hopefully this gives everyone some more time (and paychecks haha) to get a copy if they want one!

There won’t be any reprints and due to the small order size, I don’t think we will have a leftovers sale either, so if you want one make sure to get it before it’s gone forever.

The link to the store is here!

#batman imagine #dc comics imagine #asks #batman x reader #batman zine #dc comics zine #zine #zine preview #zine sale

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zackfairzine · 2 years

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⚔LEFTOVER STORE NOW OPEN!!!⚔

Our stock is EXTREMELY limited, including a few copies of our previously limited HERO bundle! Get yours now before they’re gone forever!

🗡Buy it here!

Please read all product descriptions and Terms & Conditions before purchasing.

Note: Due to VAT laws, only our digital bundle and zine-only option can be purchased by UK customers. We apologize for the inconvenience!

#zack fair #ff7 zack #ff7 #final fantasy vii #Final Fantasy 7 #final fantasy 7 remake #ff7r #ffvii #ffvii remake #ccff7r #crisis core #zack fair zine #leftover store #now open

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kumeko · 2 years

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A/N: For the cancelled NorEmma fairy tale zine. I got assigned Snow Queen, which was a bit of a challenge to twist because there are so many good options for who should be the Snow Queen. though the biggest challenge was trying to get a fairy tale/children's book feel in a tiny word count. Goodbye, Ray, I wanted you to join the whole adventure but alas.

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Once upon a time, in a land far up north, there were three children. You might have heard this fairytale before. It’s a story of courage, friendship, and love. A story where you have to conquer your fears. Even so, listen to this tale of Emma, the girl who didn’t surrender.

Emma, Ray, and Norman were three children from the Grace Field village. They were raised like family until they were as close as can be. They ate together, played together, and slept together. On cold nights, they’d huddle close and count the stars. On hot days, they’d lazily find shapes in the clouds. Their village was a small, sleep one, and as far as Emma was concerned, they’d stay here forever.

But that didn’t make for a good story, nor an interesting life. Fate had other plans for the trio.

On their sixteenth summer, it snowed one day. Tiny flakes floated through the air, melting as they landed on ground. Emma laughed as she ran through the freak storm, spinning in circles as she tried to catch the flakes on her tongue. Ray rolled his eyes and chided her, though he seemed to like it all the same. Norman studied the skies, as though to find the answer to the weather there.

A stray flake landed on his eye. It chilled him through the bone, borrowing into him until it lodged like a shard of ice in his heart.

The next day, a stranger rode into town. A tall, thin man named Ratri with eyes as cold and clear as winter. His carriage was drawn by horses as white as snow. “Where is the smartest child in town?” he asked as he went from person to person, house to house.

“Norman,” they all replied, not sensing the sinister purpose behind his smile. “He’s at the orphanage.”

Yet, even if the adults failed to catch it, the children didn’t, and Emma and Ray were no fools. They bundled of Norman as though he were five and he’d caught a cold. They hid with him in a barn, using the hay as a bed.

The only problem was that Norman had been acting strange ever since the snowstorm. He would say cold, cruel things. He would push her away whenever she touched him. He would turn down books and food he used to love.

It would pass, Emma was certain. It would disappear like the snow and he’d be back to the kind Norman she’d always known. She slept that night with that knowledge secure in her heart.

When she woke up, Norman was gone.

“That guy—Ratri, he’s gone.” Ray gritted his teeth. “He must have taken him.”

It was a kidnapping. Emma stared at the bale of hay. She could still see Norman’s impression. They hadn’t been gone long. “I can follow the trail.”

Ray lifted his head. “They can’t have left that long ago—if we hurry, we might be able to catch up.”

“No, not we. I.” Emma clasped his hand and squeezed it. “I’ll go alone.”

He recoiled. “That’s too dangerous!”

“What if Norman escapes and comes back? What if Ratri comes back to steal another kid?” Emma pressed, shaking her head. “You have to stay.”

Ray took a step back. “That…”

“I’m the better tracker.” She winked. “You don’t know these woods half as well as I do.”

“Fine,” he sighed, giving in. “But be careful.” Ray pulled out a small, folded photo from his breast pocket and pressed it into her hands. “Don’t do anything stupid.”

“I’ll try.” She rested her forehead against his and smiled. “Don’t worry, Norman’ll be back in no time.”

He scoffed. “That’s what makes me worry.”

With a picture in her pocket, supplies in her knapsack, and a fire in her soul, Emma left her friends and family behind, heading into the unknown. She was a good tracker, the best in her village. Over hills and valleys, through dales and villages, Emma followed the carriage. Days turned into weeks, but she plodded forward, pushing her aching feet to take one more step.

One day, the heavens opened and rain poured. Emma huddled under a tree, tired and wet and hungry. Her backpack had run out of supplies and the further north she went, the harder it was to catch her food. The tracks were still there, but the road felt endless.

Would she ever find him?

“Hello, dear.” A kind voice broke her thoughts and Emma looked up to find a woman standing next to her. Her eyes were kind. She held an broad-brimmed umbrella. “You’ll get soaked if you stay out here. Run along home before your mother gets worried.”

Emma shook her head. “My home’s too far.”

The woman smiled. “Mine isn’t. Follow me, dear, and we’ll get you warmed right up.”

The woman’s home was small and cozy. It smelled of baking, of tea and roses. Through the windows, Emma caught glimpses of a garden in the back. With little fuss, the woman procured a towel and gently dried Emma’s hair.

“There, much better, isn’t it?” The woman chuckled. “Oh dear, there I go again. My children might have grown up, but I’m still a mama.”

‘Mama’ was the right word to describe her. Like a mother, she gave Emma freshly made cookies and a hot bath. Even when the rain let up, Mama refused to let Emma go.

It was dark outside, she’d explained. At least wait till the sun came out.

Emma slept in comfortable bed for the first time in days. Tucked in a warm blanket, it was easy to forget all the troubles Emma faced till now. There was no pain, no loss in this house. Only a mother’s love. And when she opened her eyes in the morning, Emma forgot about everything but Mama.

“Good girl,” Mama murmured, holding her close. “You’ll stay with me forever, right?”

“Yes, Mama,” Emma replied, hugging her tightly. And if there was a niggling in her brain, a reminder of something important, she ignored it. Mama was always right.

In that comfortable world, all Emma had to worry about were the chores. She had to help make dinner and dust the shelves. She had to mop the floor and organize the supplies. And once a week, she had to do the laundry.

Her fingers turned her pockets inside out before tossing them into the soapy water. As Emma slipped her fingers into her own pockets, she felt a small prick as she got a papercut. Pulling out the offending object, she found a folded photo.

Ray’s photo.

Inside were her, Ray, and Norman, all smiling at the camera as they celebrated Emma’s birthday. Her memories flooded back and Emma almost dropped the paper in surprise. Norman, she had to save Norman.

With the rose-coloured glasses off, the house took on a more sinister feel. The garden in the back had small mounds. The kitchen knife looked too sharp and clean. The spices on the rack reminded her of magic. This was a witch’s house.

Emma dropped the laundry and ran, leaving behind everything but the clothes on her back as she escaped the witch’s clutches.

The second she passed through the door, Emma was hit with a cold breeze. Somehow, during the short days she spent inside the house, the season had changed to fall. Leaves crunched underfoot as she kept running.

By now, Norman’s tracks had gone long cold. Too much time had passed. Just as Ratri had done so long ago, Emma went from person to person, house to house, asking if anyone had seen a carriage pulled by snow-white horses.

“They’d gone north,” was the answer.

She was lucky. The carriage was hard to forget. Emma forged northward. The weather grew colder, hunting grew harder. The villages were far and few between. Her shoes had holes and her clothes were in tatters.

By the time she reached Goldy Pond village, Emma was desperate. Yet, no matter where she went in town, the people kindly rebuffed her approaches, telling her to leave before the sunset. After hours, only a pair of hunters took pity on her and helped her, providing her with clothing and food, before also telling her to leave.

“Why?” she asked, for she was a curious teenager.

The scarred brunette, Lucas, sighed. “There’s a troll in these parts. He sneaks in at night and kidnaps children.”

“He won’t for much longer,” promised the surly, dark-haired Yugo. “Now, scram.”

Emma almost listened. She knew Norman was yet further north, up in the mountains. She knew that she’d lost a lot of time and Norman needed her now.

She also knew she couldn’t turn her back on those who needed help.

Emma instead stood her ground, “Use me as bait,” she told them.

She could fight. She could hide. And when faced with a troll, she could run. While Lucas looked troubled, Yugo readily agreed. They needed all the help they could get.

That night, Emma wandered the streets of Goldy Pond, playing with a ball. Her laugher echoed through the village. For a troll wanting a midnight snack, she presented an easy target. With teeth like a tombstone and eyes as yellow as the sun, the monster terrified her to her core as she ran away.

But the children here needed her.

Norman still needed her.

Emma ran though the village like planned, until she reached a dead-end in an alley. As the troll lumbered in after her, Yugo and Lucas cut off its exit. The troll met a grisly end, freeing the town from its clutches.

The mountains were colder than anything Emma felt before. Winter had set in as she journeyed on, and the chill hit her bones. The snow is deep in place. Her clothes had been replaced at Goldy Pond village, a thick coat forced onto her as a thanks for her help, but even that couldn’t protect her when a snowstorm hit.

Unlike the snow from when the tale first started, this was a fierce storm. It bit her skin, leaving her freezing. As the temperature dropped, so did Emma, the snow providing a cold bed as she lost conscious.

When she woke, Emma found herself in a cave. It smelled lightly of herbs. A small purple-haired woman sat next to a fire, humming to herself as she stirred a pot. Next to her, a red-haired man watched her protectively. When they noticed she was awake, the woman beckoned her over to join them.

As they shared a hot stew, Emma learned her saviours were Sonju, a knight, and Mujika, a good witch. Not a bad one like Mama. They had been banished into the caves by the Snow Queen, the ruler of the north.

And Ratri was her trusted, right-hand man.

“Your Norman was given to the Queen as a present,” Mujika told her sadly. “She collects beauty and intelligence like a bird collects twigs. That snowfall was her casting a spell on Norman before sending Ratri to collect him.”

“A spell?” Emma’s eyes widened. “How can I break it.”

“Easy.” Mujika leaned closer and pressed a kiss on each of her eyelids. “The power is already within you.”

Emma didn’t understand.

Mujika smiled. “Don’t worry, you’ll figure it out when the time comes. Sleep. In the morning, we’ll take you to the castle gates.”

“But the guards—”

“Don’t worry.” Sonju smiled, as sharp as knife. “We can handle that.”

Emma slept more peacefully that night than she ever had before. In the morning, at the crack of dawn, they reached the castle. Outside, guards surrounded the gates, Ratri leading them. True to his word, Sonju immediately jumped into the fray, drawing all eyes to him as Emma ran inside.

The castle was beautiful but cruel, all ice and sharp angles. The further she ran in, the colder it got. Eventually, she reached the throne room. Inside, she found a tall, beautiful woman lounging amused on a throne. In front of her, Norman was fiddling with math problem, writing and erasing answers on the snow.

Emma barged in, making a beeline for Norman. “Norman!”

The queen looked up. “Who’s there?” When she saw the young teenager, she sneered. “I don’t need another toy right now.”

“Norman’s not a toy!” Emma growled, grabbing him. “Let’s go.”

He didn’t move. The queen laughed. “Does he even want to go? I’ve promised him freedom if he’d solve this problem and I think he doesn’t want to go.”

“I don’t.” Norman shook his head.

You see, the spell cast on Norman’s heart by that snowflake made all that he found beautiful, all that he loved, felt like ash on his tongue. They repulsed him. And there was no one he loved more than Emma.

And so there was no one he hated now more than Emma.

Another person would have turned back now. Yet, even as Emma’s heart cracked, she pushed on. It was love that had brought her here—Ray’s Mujika’s, Yugo’s, Luca’s. Her own. And it was love that helped her force her foot to take a step closer.

Emma crossed the room, ignoring the queen’s laughter. She held out her hand. “Come back, Norman.” When he didn’t take it, she wrapped her arms tight around him. “Come back.”

Hot tears dripped down her cheeks, landing on his neck and chest. Her warmth pierced him like sunlight, melting the ice that wrapped his heart like a cocoon.

“Emma?” Norman gingerly wrapped his arms around her and buried his nose in her hair. “Emma!”

The Queen grew furious, unable to handle the scene before her. She slammed her fist on the throne, causing the earth to shake. “He’s mine,” she declared, summoning her guards. “Mine!”

“Not if I solve the problem,” Norman retorted, his eyes clear as he looked at the might problem once more. His left hand clasped tightly in Emma’s, he leaned forward and scrawled the right answer.

As soon as he wrote the last number, the snow glowed. It turned brighter and brighter, until Emma had to closer her eyes. She gripped Norman tightly, refusing to lose him a second time. When she opened her eyes once more, she was outside the palace gates, standing next to Mujika.

“I knew you could do it.” Mujika smiled. “Now, go home before she chases after you.”

Hand-in-hand, they did. By the time they returned to Grace Field, it was summer once more.

And this time, they were going to enjoy it.

#the promised neverland #noremma #tpn norman #tpn emma #tpn ray #isabella #tpn mujika #fanfic #did not expect tumblr to put the numbers in such big font

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thoraway125 · 2 years

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Every book/movie/show Sara Quin has recommended.

and some reviews at the bottom, not the ones on skq reads

Books

Abandon Me by Melissa Febos

After the Tall Timber: Collected Nonfiction by Reneta Adler

Against Everything by Mark Grief

A Gate at the Stairs by Lorrie Moore

Air Guitar: Essays on Art & Democracy by Dave Hickey

Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & and Clay by Michael Chaboan

A Lover’s Discourse by Roland Barthes

A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway

A Natural History of the Senses by Diane Ackerman

*An Education by Susan Choi

*Anything That Moves, Dana Goodyear

*Are You My Mother? By Alison Bechdel

*Artful by Ali Smith

*A Sport and a Pastime by James Salter

Asymmetry by Lisa Halliday

Asterios Polyp by David Mazzucchelli

Atmospheric Disturbances by Rivka Galchen

A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan

*A Widow for One Year by John Irving

A Zine Yearbook by Jason Kucsma

Barbarian Days Surfing Life by William Finegan

Bark by Lorrie Moore

Barney’s Version by Mortecai Richler

Behind The Beautiful Forevers: Life, Death, and Hope in a Mumbai Undercity by Katherine Boo

Berlin Stories by Robert Walser

Borne by Jeff VadnerMeer

Bossy Pants by Tina Fey

Blood Horses by John Jeremiah Sullivan

By Blood by Ellen Ullman

By Grand Central Station by Elizabeth Smart

Call Me By Your Name by Andre Aciman

Can’t and Won’t by Lydia Davis

Cats & Plants by Stephen Eichhorn

Changed my Mind by Zadie Smith

Cleopathra: A Life by Stacy Schiff

Colour by Icons by Never Apart

*Conversations With Friends by Sally Rooney

Death & Co by Alex Day and more

Dept. of Speculation by Jenny Offill

Diary of a Bad Year by J.M Coetzee

Don’t Get Too Comfortable by David Rakoff

Do What You Want by Ruby Tandoh

Dykes to Watch Out For by Alison Bechel

Einstein’s Dreams by Alan Lightman

Empire Of Illusion by Chris Hedges

Empty Nest End of Eddy by Edouard Louis

Epilectic by David Beauchard Essays Against Everything by Mark Grief

Essex County by Jeff Lemire

Everything Ravaged, Everything Burned by Wells Tower

*Far From the Tree by Andrew Solomon

Farther Away: Essays by Jonathan Franzen

Fear of Music by Jonathan Lethem

Feeding My Mother by Jane Arden

Fifteen Dogs by Andre Alexis

*Flutter by Jennie Wood

Forty One False Starts by Janet Malcolms

Forgive Me if I’ve Told You This Before by Karelia Stetz Waters

Fosse by Sam Wasson

Fraud Essays by David Rakoff

Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic by Alison Bechel

Getting A Life: Stories by Helen Simpson

Girls in the Moon by Janet McNally

Go Ask Alice by Beatrice Sparks *Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn

Groomed by Jess Rona

*Habibi by Craig Thompson

Half Empty by David Rake

Helter Skelter by Curt Gentry and Vincent Bugliosi

Her Body And Other Parties by Carmen Machado

Here Comes the Sun by Nicole Dennis Benn

Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the II by Christopher Warwick

*H is For Hawk by Helen Macdonald

*Hotel New Hampshire by John Irving

Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

I Am a Camera by John Van Druten

I Love Dick by Chris Kraus

Important Artifacts and Personal Property from the Collection of Lenore Doolan and Harold Morries, Including Books, Street Fashion, and Jewelry by Leanne Shapton

*Independence Day by Richard Ford

Independent people by Halldor Laxness

Intimacy by Jean-Paul-Satre

I Pass Like Night by Jonathan Ames

I Want To Show You More by Jamie Quatro

Jamilti and Other Stories by Rutu Modan

Juliet Takes a Breath by Gabby Rivera

*Kramers Ergot by Sammy Harkham

Krazy! By Bruce Grenville

Leaving the Atocha Station by Ben Lerner

*Let’s Explore Diabetes With Owls- David Sedaris

Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann

*Light Years by James Salter

Likewise by Ariel Shrag

Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng

Love Dishonor Marry Die Cherish Perish by David Rakoff

Love In Infant Monkeys by Lydia Millet

Making Nice by Matt Sumell

Margaret Fuller: A New American Life by Megan Marshall

May We Be Forgiven by A.M Homes

Mean by Myriam Gurba

Me before You by Jojo Moyes

Monkey Grip by Helen Garner

Mother of All Questions by Rebecca Solnit Music for Torching by A.M Homes

*My Education by Susan Choi

My Father’s Tears and Other Stories by John Updike

My Lifte in France, Julia Child and Alex Prud’homme

My Misspent Youth by Meghan Daum

Mourning Diary by Roland Barthes

My Struggle by Karl One Knausgaard

My Struggle 2 by Karl One Knausgaard

Mythologies by Roland Barthes

Nasty Woman by Heather McDaid

Netherland by Joseph O’Neill

Nightfilm by Marisha Pessl

Nobody Is Ever Missing by Catherine Lacey

No Straight Lines: Four Decades of Queer Comics by Justin Hall

Notes on a Foreign Country by Suzy Hansen

Nothing to be Frightened of by Julien Barnes

On Boxing by Joyce Carol Oates

Open City by Teju Cole

Opposite of Hate by Sally Kohn

*Paper Lantern: Love Stories by Stuart Dybek

Pauline Kael: A Life In The Dark by Brian Kellow

Paying For It by Chester Brown

*Pirates and Farmers by Dave Hickey

*Pitch Dark by Renata Alder

Political Fictions by Joan Didion

Polyamorous Love Song by Jacob Wren

Priestdaddy by Patricia Lockwood

*Provence 1970 by Luke Barr

Pulphead-Essays by John Jeremiah Sullivan

*Random Family by Adrian NicoleLeBlanc

Senselessness by Horacio Castellanos Moya

She believed she could so she did by Julie ‘Hesta Prynn’ Slavin

She of the Mountains by Vivek Shraya

Somebody with a Little Hammer by Mary Gaitskill

Speedboat by Renata Adler

Special Exits by Joyce Farmer

State of Wonder by Ann Patchet

Stoner by John Williams

Summertime by J.M Coetzee

Sweet Tooth by Jeff Lemire

Swing Time by Zadie Smith

**Tenth of December by George Saunders

That Summer Time Sound- Matthew Specktor (sara narrates a part in the audio version)

The Art of Fielding by Chad Harbach

The Association of Small Bombs by Karan Mahajan

The Best American Comics 2007 by Charles Burns

The Best American Nonrequired Reading 2009 by David Eggers

The Cement Garden by Ian McEwan

The Children of Palomar by Gilbert Hernandez

The City and the Pillar by Gore Vidal

The Birth House by Ami McKay

The Book of Laughter and Forgetting by Milan Kundera

The Dark Room by Susan Faludi

*The Days of Abandonment by Elena Ferrante

The Disappointment Artist by Jonathan Lethem

The Doors Of Perception and Heaven and Hell by Aldous Huxley

The Ecstasy of Influence: Nonfictions by Jonathan Lethem

The End of The Story by Lydia Davis

The Essential Elle Willis by Ellen Willis

The Fight by Norman Mailer

*The Flamethrowers by Rachel Kushner

The Folded Clock by Heidi Julavits

The Forgotten Waltz by Anne Enright

The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

*The Guest Cat by Takashi Hiraide

The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

The Idiot by Elif Batumam

The Informed Air by Muriel Spark

The Innovator’s Dilemma: When New Technologies Cause Great Firms to Fail by Clayton M. Christensen

The Interestings by Meg Wolitzer

*The Invention of Solitude by Paul Auster

The Irresponsible Self by James Woods

The Journalist and the Murderer by Janet Malcom

**The Last Word: Reviving the Dying Art of Eulogy by Julia Cooper

The Little Red Chairs by by Edna O’Brien

The Man Without Qualities by Robert Musil

The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides

The Missing Piece by Shel Silverstein

The Missing Piece Meets The Big O by Shel Silverstein

The Moronic Inferno by Martin Amis

The Mother of All Questions by Rebecca Solnit

The Neopolitan Novels by Elena Ferrante

The Nobody by Jeff Lemire

The Noonday Demon: An Atlas of Depression by Andrew Solomon

The People in the Trees- Hanya Yanagihara

The Notebooks of Malte Laurid’s Brigge by Rainer Maria Rilke

The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith

The Property by Rutu Modan

The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro

The Road by Cormac McCarthy

The Rules Do Not Apply by Ariel Levy

This life by Martin hagglund

The Sense Of An Ending by Julian Barnes

The Slow Man by J.M Coetzee

The Spirit catches you and you fall down by Anne Fadiman

The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway

The Topeka School by Ben Lerner65

The War Against Cliche by Martin Amis

The Yiddish Policemen’s Union by Michael Chabon

Things Are What You Make Of Them by Adam J. Kurtz

Thinking, Fast And Slow’ by Daniel Kahneman

*This is How You Lose Her by Junot Diaz

Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay by Elena Ferrante

To my Trans Sisters by Charlie Croggs

Tranny by Laura Jane Grace

True Stories by Helen Garner

Two Lives: Gertrude and Alice by Janet Malcolm

Unless by Carol Shields

Versed by Rae Armantrout

Visiting Mrs. Nabokov by Martin Amis

Vitamin PH: New Perspectives in Photography by Rodrigo Alonso

Waiting for the Barbarians by J.M Coetzee

WACK! Art and The Feminist Revolution by Cornelia Butler

*Wake In Fright by Kenneth Cook

Wanderlust A History of Walking by Rebecca Saint

Ways of Seeing by John Berger

*We Are All Completely Besides Ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler

Whatever happened to Interracial Love by Kathleen Colleens

What Happened by Hillary Rodham Clinton

What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami

When Things Go Missing by Kathryn Schulz

*White Girls by Hilton Als

Winter by Ali Smith

Women by Charles Bukowski

(Woman) Writer: by Joyce Carol Oates

Works of Love by Søren Kierkegaard

1Q84 by Haruki Murakami

*100 Essays I don’t Have Time To Write by Sarah Ruhl

-Any works written by Renata Adler, Edward Albee, Roland Barthes, Alison Bechel, Beverly Cleary, J.M Coetzee, Susan Faludi, David Hickey, Elena Ferrante, Stephen King, John Irving, Jeff Lemire, and Lorrie Moore, and David Rakoff, Anne Rice, Donna Tartt, and John Updike

Magazines Harper’s Lapham’s Quarterly Rolling Stones SPIN The Believer (August 2003, September 2004, November 2004, October 2008, November/December 2008, March/April 2009, June 2009) The New Yorker

Bookstores Drawn and Quarterly in Montreal Sam Wellers Zion in salt lake LA Strand Books Housingworks Mcleods in Vancouver Powells

Sara wrote something short in ‘do what you want’ by ruby tandoh

also wrote the preface to jess rona’s book

Movies, Documentaries, Shows, Podcasts etc

Adventures in Babysitting

Arrested Development

*Bachelorette

Beauty is EmbarrassingBlack Power Mix Tape

*Bojack Horsemen (same artist as the Hang On music video)Broadchurch

Brothers and Sisters

Brown Girls

Bugsy Malone

Call me By Your Name

Luca Guadagnino

Cameraperson by Kirsten Johnson

*Charlie Rose

*ChungKing Express

*Dan Savage Lovecast

***DeadWood

Drinking Buddies

Fresh Air with Terry Gross

Friday Night Lights

Full House

Game of Thrones

GarfieldGolden Girls Goonies

*Holy Motors

Home ImprovementI

nside Out

In The Loop

Lake

Legion

Little Shop of Horrors

L.O.V.E (tv series)

Madmen

Milk 2008

Moonlight

Nashville

Neon Bull

Orange Is The New BlackPhantom of The Paradise Rocky Horror Picture Show Sense8ShamelessShort Cut because 1992 Julianne Moore

Simon Killer

Sopranos Talk

RadioSpeed the Plow by David Mamet

Still Processing

Terminator 2

Terry Gross Fresh air NPR

The Bridge

The Crown

The Fall

The Fugitive

The Leftovers

The Minipops

The Thick of It

The Office (UK)

The Property Brothers

The Real Housewives of (anywhere)

The Wire

*This American Life

Tom Petty- Running Down A Dream

Trueblood

WALL-E

War of the Worlds

War Witch

Weiner-Dog

West Wing

2Dope Queens

13 Monkeys

30 Rock

and here’s some more book reviews from Sara

Outline

by Rachel Cusk

The truth is that I struggled to pick my favorite book or writing from Rachel Cusk. All three novels in her

Outline series

are fantastic, and I’ve reread each of them first with passion and then again with a studious eye. For me there is the lonely, yet pragmatic, keen observational protagonist that appeals to me deeply. But also, a woman traveling, forever on the receiving end of looping conversation with strangers. I find her writing extremely romantic. What I’d most like to include on this list, is a piece of her writing from the

New York Times Magazine

: "Making House: Notes on Domesticity." It is a perfect piece of writing about the struggle of making a home and living it in comfortably. “Like the body itself, a home is something both looked at and lived in, a duality that in neither case I have managed to reconcile. I retain the belief that other people’s homes are real where mine is a fabrication, just as I imagine others to live inner lives less flawed than my own.

”

Fire Sermon

by Jamie Quatro

Jamie Quatro’s novel about devotion, longing, lust and god was impossible to put down. I read it in one giant gulp. While male writers are given ample opportunity to write about these ideas, it still feels rare and thrilling when women do.

Sing, Unburied, Sing

by Jesmyn Ward

Everything Jesmyn Ward has written has haunted me afterward. Unblinking, brutal, heartbreaking stories. Her writing feels both modern and like something from a masterpiece that every student is meant to read in high school or college.

The Topeka School

by Ben Lerner

I love a hook, a melody that on first listen gives you goosebumps, or makes your stomach lurch up to your throat. Sometimes I hear one and I think, “that is a smash,” and then settle in to envy that I didn’t write the song myself. That was the feeling I had reading

I couldn’t help but compare our memoir because both books center adolescence and high school at their core. While Ben writes dazzlingly about masculinity and violence and the bubbling rage of teenage boys, I thought about the way we wrote about the paralysis and fear of being a queer girl in that same kind of world. While his boys turn their rage outward, we focused our violence inward, on the most tender parts of ourselves. Ben’s writing opens a door to understanding something about my own experience of those adolescent years. He sheds light on the parents and teachers whose complicated lives indelibly haunt our own, in ways we don’t realize until we become adults. It seems much of our public conversation revolves around what to do about and with men,

The Topeka School is a thrilling response. All of that to say, I think Ben’s book is a smash.

JUNE 3, 2009 1. The Flamethrowers by Rachel KushnerI was so captivated there was no choice but to finish it entirely in one long stretch of days. Passages so beautiful that I found myself re-reading them over and over again in amazement. I think it was in the Harpers Magazine review that they called it feminist and sexy. It’s true. An entirely fresh and inspiring heroine. 2. Light Years by James SalterSo many tears; on the tarmac, on the subway, tucked in my bus bunk. I will cherish this book forever. It is 40 years old and that made the discovery so much more powerful. It’s also a good reminder that I am sentimental and a romantic no matter how hard I try to resist those urges. I’ll cozy up with my tears any day, you can’t shame me! 3. Tenth of December by George SaundersThere aren’t very many writers with a body of work I love so completely. But, I think this is my absolute favourite. I have total admiration/awe for a mind this strange and wonderful

#tegan wrote a song for this book called Wolf at the Table by Augusten Burroughs #it sounds like it could be in the con #you can search it on youtube it's there #there's some * asteriks cause she spoke mo #more about those #or liked them more #Sara Quin #tegan and sara #i'm sorry if i'm spamming tns tags with so much text i only have like 5 posts to make i swear #i've had this shit in my notes for like literally 10 years #from like #and stuff from their insta story or other things #interviews #SKQREADS #arrested development and the crown are both so good #and Moonlight

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