bitterlemonn
And that visibility which makes us most vulnerable is that which also is the source of our greatest strength. Because the machine will try to grind you into dust anyway, whether or not we speak. We can sit in our corners mute forever while our sisters and our selves are wasted, while our children are distorted and destroyed, while our earth is poisoned; we can sit in our safe corners mute as bottles, and we will still be no less afraid.
Audre Lorde, “Transformation of Silence” in Sister Outsider (via knopperbrister)

On Still Not Falling he flaunts his submissiveness: “I’m still waitin’ by your side,” he sings, while on When I Say I Love U he’s “down on my knees”. Terrific production, though, sheer pristine perfection. Voyeur’s Gaze is the most intriguing track here: the title telegraphs that this is indie-, or post-, if not quite avant-R&B – ie not the Real Thing – while the lyric (“I can keep going if you like what you see … I can feel the pressure of your gaze now”) posits a role-reversal, with the man objectified by the sexually voracious female. (x)

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iworkatapubliclibrary

You, For You and You and

iworkatapubliclibrary:

I was in the stacks helping a young girl find a particular series of books.

Me [handing her a book]: “If you like that series, you might like this one.”

Girl [frowning]: “My friend says that series is for boys.”

Me: “You wanna know a secret? They’re for everybody. You can read whatever the heck you want.”

Girl [grins and takes book]

what a cute tumblr

hiniascott
Many writers, young and old, never learn to write from the heart. This is not a matter of writing sentimentally, that is, writing with exaggerated emotions to manipulate the reader so that tears well up, the way soaring music can cause us to cry in a feel-good movie. Rather, it is a matter of losing one’s ego as a write and burrowing deep into oneself to find one’s characters, and this follows from finding empathy for one’s fellow citizens of the planet.
Larry Edgerton, Approaches to Critical Thinking and Writing (via hiniascott)