never have i been so entirely exhausted from sitting in front of a laptop in a dark room for three hours gay! and so full of delight and happiness! like wow! i have not felt this good in ages!! and its a good kind of tired! i feel like im glowing!
but shit, the update is more than i could've dreamed of. like i said - three straight hours of combing, and i probably still missed a thing or two! i'm even saving the storytime audio to enjoy in the morning, i haven't listened to it yet!
i already have so many thoughts and emotions but i'm... so wiped out oh my god lmao. so much new stuff at once! i need to sleep on it all! and in the morning i will be more than happy to reply, interact, answer asks on this subject, share my actual thoughts - i just need to take the rest of the night to Process and rest, yk yk
and i know i "missed" some links on my liveblog! i know i know! i didn't add every single thing i found - like most of the Wally audios - because i'll be compiling them all into a labeled post tomorrow! when i wake up! i'm already looking forward to it <3 i'm confident i personally found all of them, though! i was Thorough! i went through everything at least twice, i tabbed through, i clicked on Everything...
but yes i hope you all are having a wonderful Update Day/Evening/Morning/Afternoon As The Case May Be. this is truly a delight and again, more than i could've dreamed of. i'd forgotten what it's like to be so wholly excited and delighted by something! it's been so long since i've felt this kind of genuine joy and whimsy! usually im white-knuckling my optimism and happiness but tonight it was all authentic 100% non-forced From The Soul!
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One thing that is important about Jonathan in the first arc, and it's worth keeping in mind going even further forward, is that we've learned that he values his life... but throughout his imprisonment and torture, he's been (doggedly, persistently) guarding, even more, his Sanity and his Soul.
He had been begging God to at least preserve his sanity, so he could write in his journal the truth. To guard the journal at all costs, his own soul.
He couldn't save his sanity. And he does not know if he'll ever get it back.
He has his soul. His journal, in which there are things he dares not confess. And he gives it to Mina, to have and to hold, to do with it as she sees fit.
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Honestly, I'm just glad that they're getting the 'you wouldn't court me' scene early into the season (since the dialogue made it sound like this was their first exchange since colin has been away) because that's not the focus, and isn't even the biggest issue they both will have to tackle. For god's sake, pen dragged his sisters' name around, said some dangerous things that might have ruined lives. This is not like the book, where all whistledown does is meanly jab at anyone. And yes, i think it has created some really interesting non-romantic tension in the story--i think they can do some interesting things with it. But i just hope they don't make colin into some doormat so the show can go, 'pen is morally absolved of all actions because he is okay with it!' That's a cop out, and you KNOW IT!!!!
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I gotta stay high all the time
To keep you off my mind
But instead it
Would you get high with me
So when I wake up you are the only thing I remmeber
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I return to the ancestors
I walked along a local reenactment
A pioneer heritage site
I happen to walk by the spinners
Weavers and creators of yarn
They're selling spindles
And wool
And fibers
I buy one
I go home
I feel the weight of my ancestors hands guiding me
As I begin to spin my first yarn
A craft long forgotten but an ancient foremothers chore
My last name means shepherd
Maybe it's in my blood, maybe my grandmother's are guiding me
Either way my hands itch for more
I join the group.
They offer me a broken spinning wheel if I think I can fix it.
I do.
My friends and I fix it
And yet again I feel the hands of maybe a more recent foremother guiding my own hands,
Centuries of tradition guiding the present.
My hands still itch for more.
A walking wheel sits in the cabin
Years it has been untouched.
We fix it, my great great great grandmother's hands guide me as I walk back into my family's place of history
It's not enough.
I learn to forage and soon there is a pot boiling over the fire
Walnuts and woad and weld and false indigo and berries bubble with white homespun yarn floating in the pots
I hand it off to a weaver who teaches me in turn, guided by the hands of both our great heritage of mothers
How wonderful it is to guide history to life again with my own hands
Guided by a long line of grandmothers
How wonderful is it to have this connection
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