Three years after my last post, I finally got a new computer that can handle loading the tumblr dash without shutting down.
Three years after my last post, I finally got a new computer that can handle loading the tumblr dash without shutting down.
I’ve been taking a break from tumblr for a while and now my queue has finally run out. I’m sure I’ll be back soon(ish).
Anyone moderately familiar with the rigours of composition will not need to be told the story in detail; how he wrote and it seemed good; read and it seemed vile; corrected and tore up; cut out; put in; was in ecstasy; in despair; had his good nights and bad mornings; snatched at ideas and lost them; saw his book plain before him and it vanished; acted people’s parts as he ate; mouthed them as he walked; now cried; now laughed; vacillated between this style and that; now preferred the heroic and pompous; next the plain and simple; now the vales of Tempe; then the fields of Kent or Cornwall; and could not decide whether he was the divinest genius or the greatest fool in the world.
—Virginia Woolf on Writing and Self-Doubt | Brain Pickings (via alexsegura)
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Maybe life should be about more than just surviving.
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Andy Warhol 1978
Space Fruit: Lemons
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