#daniel lavery

[leguin]

can't stop thinking abt this tweet

[bluegarners]

Louise Glück, from “Blue Rotunda”, Averno//solar flares//Batman: Year Three (1989)//Daniel Lavery & Cecilia Corrigan, From the Makers of “Two-Mom Energy Drink,” It’s “Let Your Father Die Energy Drink”//solar flares

[gjdraws]

johnny eating tomatoes from a can is an upgrade tbh

[incendavery]

daniel lavery//richard siken

ive recently read both 'something that may shock and discredit you' and 'war of the foxes,' and as a result, ive been rolling these two quotes around together in my head

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[oldshrewsburyian]

Daniel Lavery is being hilarious about medievalism (and "Renaissances.") I love him.

[araekniarchive]

Julian Barnes, A History of the World in 10½ Chapters

Richard Brautigan, Your Catfish Friend

The Mountain Goats, Hair Match

Natalie Young, Notes on Earth Life

From psychicdonuts uquiz, ‘what will you do this summer?’

JxsmineSky, Malnutrition

Disco Elysium (2019), created by Robert Kurvitz and Aleksander Rostov

Daniel Lavery, Dirtbag Catallus

[goatsandgangsters]

Daniel Lavery's book "something that may shock and discredit you" is so good overall but that line "more of me afterwards, not less" absolutely knocks the wind out of me every time

[shakespearenews]

GONERIL: “I’m Cordelia, I don’t understand figurative speech”

REGAN: “What’s hyperbole, I’ve never heard of it, even though I live in a royal court where pretty much everyone deploys over-the-top language to demarcate rank, status, and power pretty much every second of the day”

GONERIL: “I’m Cordelia, I only speak shepherdess”

[hawkeyefrommash]

"I am also firmly of the belief that Captain James T. Kirk was, and is, at every age and in every incarnation, a beautiful lesbian; I fear that now I will be called upon to explain myself and that I will be unable to do so. I can only repeat myself with increasing fervor: James T. Kirk is a beautiful lesbian, do not ask me any follow-up questions. Like Goldwater, in your heart you know I'm right. There is plenty of stupid, surface level evidence I could marshal forth in defense of my argument -- people criticized Shatner for his weight, and women are often criticized for their weight; Shatner was beautiful in a way that women are generally beautiful; James T. Kirk lives with her longterm girlfriend (Spock) and her ex-girlfriend (Bones) in a benevolent feelings-and-sex triad and generally observed the campsite rule when it came to bringing short-term partners around; James T. Kirk is vulnerable and anxious and riddled with sincerity and in love with her car; James T. Kirk wears motorcycle boots and seems to spend a lot of time on her hair, doesn't want kids and rereads Dickens and doesn't feel comfortable showing her feelings in front of anyone she's known less than ten years but that doesn't mean she won't do it -- but those things aren't really what make James T. Kirk a beautiful lesbian, I don't think."

from chapter 'Captain James T. Kirk Is a Beautiful Lesbian, and I'm Not Sure Exactly How to Explain That', Something That May Shock And Discredit You by Daniel Lavery

[adfamiliares]

Daniel Lavery, The Several Mortes D’Arthur

Catullus, Carmina XIV(a)

Ada Limón, The End of Poetry

Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

on Peter Jackson’s film adaptations of JRR Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings

[heavensickness]

Today on poems that make me delirious: LET YOUR FATHER DIE ENERGY DRINK by Daniel Lavery and Cecilia Corrigan

[potholefullofsoup]

the amazing devil was right. maybe if i’m good he’ll come back (he’s not coming back) (he’s never coming back) (you had everything you wanted and you ruined it because that’s the only thing you know how to do) (you get mean when you’re nervous like a bad dog) (why the fuck would he come back?)

(you did so much. you tried so hard to be good but it wasn’t enough. it has never been enough. it will never be enough. you will never be enough) (you were doing better too. you’ve been clean for so long and you were trying to get off the weed to an extent or at least use it as less of a crutch)

(but what the fuck else are you going to do now? your house is large and empty and you cannot be alone with this when you can barely handle it with your partner next to you) (what happens when they leave for work? what happens when they leave forever? who are you without the people you love? are you anyone?) (maybe when everyone finally leaves and you stand alone bleeding in front of the mirror you’ll finally see what’s underneath it all: nothing and no one) (maybe you’re as empty as your shitty apartment feels without three people in it)

(feels like a fire in your skull and your throat and your heart. feels like your body is a building set ablaze with the doors chained shut. you cannot ever escape yourself, no matter how hard you try. never forget that fact.) (the angriest dog in the world cannot move or eat or sleep as they approach the state of rigor mortis.) (feels like the wallpaper inside my heart is slowly slowly peeling off) (if i’m good will you come back?)

[starful-emporium]

parasocial relationships as a trans person are so weird. like yeah several of the reasons i made the most impactful, life-changing, life-saving, decisions i've ever made are real living people. and they have no idea i exist.

cory mccarthy made me realize that "trans" does apply to me, actually (via their book man o' war, go read it)

ally beardsley is the reason i stopped seeing transition as exclusive to binary folk

daniel lavery articulated being trans and raised christian better than I ever could (something that may shock and discredit you, awesome book)

ash hardell introduced me to genderqueerness years before i saw it in myself

anna-marie mclemore taught me about queer joy and made transness feel possible

[oldshrewsburyian]

I definitely know why it’s easy to read Jane Eyre as bisexual (c/o that one Daniel Lavery essay for one thing) but could you elaborate on reading her as biracial? It’s been a pretty long time since I’ve read it and I haven’t heard that one before, but it’s always interesting to do re-reads with stuff like that in mind (ie “how does this read if…”). I’d love to know your thoughts.

I love that essay! Two hot, severe-looking chicks reading German, etc. Daniel Lavery is great. Anyway, I'd be happy to elaborate, with the caveat that this is tenuous, and not something I have tried to link to any existing scholarship or verify by examining vocabulary or... anything. It is just An Idea What I Have. That said:

Why does Mrs. Reed hate Jane so much? And, more than that, why are Jane's appalling cousins so ready to join their mother in violently othering and abusing Jane? When Jane describes herself as "not of [Mrs. Reed's] race" this is, of course, simply because they aren't related by blood; it's not about racial identity. But also: Jane describes herself as "a discord" at Gateshead. Why? Why is her presence so alien? And why has Mrs. Reed so resolutely refused to learn about Jane's father's family, saying only that Jane might have "some poor, low relations called Eyre"? (There is a textual reason; he's a poor clergyman, judged to be beneath her mother's family. But we know that there were young Black men studying theology in Victorian London, as well as medicine in Edinburgh.) If Jane is mixed-race, might this not also fit with why the Lowood adults are so ready to 1) assume her innate wickedness 2) turn her into an employee as soon as she's reached adolescence, basically?

I don't adduce the fact that Mr. Rochester calls Jane elf and fairy and changeling; that's because she bewitched his horse and he needs to call her some term of endearment with plausible deniability and also, she's tiny relative to him. But we could also argue that this sense of Jane being a little bit different is enhanced by Jane's mixed-race identity (which he might or might not perceive on their first meeting, since he is, after all, thrown from his horse on a misty evening and experiencing both physical pain and many emotions as a result.) If both Bertha and Jane are mixed-race, too, this adds a particular poignancy to Rochester's desperately bitter plea for the priest and the lawyer to compare them.

Jane herself describes her features as "irregular" in comparison to St. John's Greek profile ("his correct and classic pattern") and Blanche Ingram's rose-and-cream beauty. She also exhorts herself to keep to her caste when talking about the social differences between her and Rochester, and that's the sort of thing that I would really have to look up to find out whether it's at all suggestive or not, in context. There's also the fact that St. John (whom I cannot help but read as an asshole despite the fact that we're not supposed to) tells Jane that she was "formed for labour, not for love." Excuse me?? For one thing, if Jane ever tells Rochester about this, I can only presume this would lead to incredulous laughter, sputtering indignation, and a thorough demonstration of how very, very wrong that man Rivers was. Anyway. That is my case for the possible reading. I acknowledge that it is thin.

[kittykatninja321]

*Shrieks like I’ve just touched a hot stove*