I’d rather you message me off of anon so we can talk properly and not in the middle of a public forum, but that’s only if you feel comfortable doing so.
Spring Break’s this week, and I won’t be on/have a queue running. Love ya’ll and be awesome!
[image description: a photo of Alice Walker sitting on a chair outdoors. She is smiling at the camera.]
Literary Birthday - 9 February
Happy Birthday, Alice Walker, born 9 February 1944
Top 10 Alice Walker Quotes
- Writing saved me from the sin and inconvenience of violence.
- And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see - or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read.
- Fiction is such a world of freedom, it’s wonderful. If you want someone to fly, they can fly.
- All History is current; all injustice continues on some level, somewhere in the world.
- I think writing really helps you heal yourself. I think if you write long enough, you will be a healthy person. That is, if you write what you need to write, as opposed to what will make money, or what will make fame.
- I try to teach my heart not to want things it can’t have.
- It is healthier, in any case, to write for the adults one’s children will become than for the children one’s “mature” critics often are.
- Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn’t matter. I’m not sure a bad person can write a good book. If art doesn’t make us better, then what on earth is it for.
- Language is an intrinsic part of who we are and what has, for good or evil, happened to us.
- Any God I ever found in church, I brought in myself.
Walker is an award-winning American author of novels, stories, essays, and poetry. She is best known for the critically acclaimed novel The Color Purple which won the National Book Award and the Pulitzer Prize. Walker works to address problems of injustice, inequality, and poverty as an activist, teacher, and public intellectual.
by Amanda Patterson from Writers Write
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Childhood movies taught me the most important thing of all: parents aren’t always right and they don’t always know what’s best for you.
It taught me that, but even more so, what I learned from these movies is that parents always have plans for us and our futures. For what we should like and what we should become. And sometimes they’re right. Sometimes we’ll become Guardians, sometimes we’ll be princesses, but we don’t always. And no matter what we become we have to get there on our own. Rapunzel set out to see the world, and it wasn’t easy and she faced hardships, but she found herself along the way. Jack became a Guardian, but he had to find his own reason and own core before he could do it. Merida reinvented what it meant to be a princess, and Hiccup reinvented what dragons meant to his family.
“First love is like a snake; if it doesn’t destroy you, it will paralyze you.”
“You can suffer without love, but you can’t love without suffering.”
- Avar, Russian caucasus
“Yield to the desires of your body, then endure the disasters that follow.”
- Haua, Nigeria/Niger
“When the heart gives orders, the body becomes its slave.”
“Love has wings on its shoulders; matrimony has crutches under its arms.”
- Punjabi, India
“There are a thousand miseries in one love.”
“He that marries for love, dies miserably of anger.”
“Love is like a nettle that stings badly.”
“Love is like soup, the first mouthful is very hot, and the ones that follow become gradually colder.”
- Malagasy, Madagascar
“Love is like seaweed: you go to her, she leaves you, you leave her, she follows you.”
“The promises of the night, made of butter, melt when the first sunrays appear.”
I don’t think people realize how sad this is.
I audibly, “Awww“‘d for this man in the theater.
Look at his face in the second gif. He is SO happy. Someone sent him something, someone thought about him, someone noticed him.
He probably works all the time, an ex wife who never speaks to him and child she never let’s him see, no other family, no friends, maybe a pet but probably something like a goldfish. He had accepted his place in the world, resigned to be alone, and then this little bit of hope flies into his window that someone out there acknowledges his existence.
Maybe it was his son, who after all these years, remembered all the fun times they had making paper airplanes together before the divorce, and somehow tracked him down. With newly resurrected hope, he looks out to see who this magical lifeline of a person is, who with this small act, is saying, “I SEE you, I validate you as one human being to another.”
But the lifeline is severed in one brief gesture. “No, not you,” the gesture says. It was meant for someone else. And suddenly, he is alone again, right all along that no one cares anymore. That the world is cold and gray, he is not the main character in this story, just another extra no one will remember.
And in a fit of resentment for the person who got his hopes up, he crumples it up and throws it away along with his hope.
In the future people create and sell “designer pets” that are hybrids of different animals. How cruel. Here’s one little gem that is a product of that, which just happens to look like a tiny little gryphon.
Minigryffs are usually mice combined with small domestic birds and songbirds.
Was gonna make one that was a mouse/cardinal but I ran out of time…