hey do you know what’s super cool
each Discworld series has a sort of set of key themes, which match the key characters, and all the books in that series centre round the theme
for example the Witches’ books are all centred around words and their power, so it’s all theatre and plays and stories and fairytales and opera and shakespeare - because on the Disc the power of witches comes through words
and the Death books are all about great big capital-lettered human concepts, like Justice, Oblivion, Hope, Belief, and Time, because after all, that’s what exactly Death is (only he happens to have developed a conscience and a like of cats)
and then the Vimes books are all about people, and people in charge of other people, and how the people in charge of other people are perhaps best suited to not being people at all, and instead being something much more harmless like a teapot, and so you’ve got so so many repeated themes of mobs of people and kings of people and the importance of caring about the little people because the big people are too busy being big to give a damn and each Vimes book has more and more types of people, dwarves, werewolves, trolls, gargoyles, feegles, zombies, goblins, even vampires… because the whole point of Watch is people - to keep the bad people away from the not-currently-bad-people & keep the occasionally-alright-people safe.
anyway, basically, Terry Pratchett’s a genius.
A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.
Carl Sagan (via kushandwizdom)
Printer’s ink has been running a race against gunpowder these many, many years. Ink is handicapped, in a way, because you can blow up a man with gunpowder in half a second, while it may take twenty years to blow him up with a book. But the gunpowder destroys itself along with its victim, while a book can keep on exploding for centuries.Christopher Morley, The Haunted Bookshop (via observando)
A moment of silence
for all those
with absolute shit movie adaptions
We are so sorry that happened to you
id like to add
you wanna talk about bad adaptations?
I honestly didn’t even have to scroll down to know that was coming
1.Wall of books — Amsterdam
2.Bookstore Mural — Pittsboro
3.Inside a Bookshelf — Sweden
4.Library Mural — Poland
5.Flying Books — San Francisco
6.Heart, Culture and Pedagogy — Canada
7.La Bibliotèque De La Cité — France
8.Larchmere Mural — Ohio
9.Duluth Public Library - Minnesota
10.Transformer Books — Russia
Today in Cool Stuff in the Mail, it’s The Mincing Mockingbird Guide to Troubled Birds, which takes those Anne Taintor magnets I bet EVERY ONE OF YOU has owned at some point and remixes them with, well, troubled birds.
(I’m especially excited about this because previously, everyone I knew had those magnets but I had no idea where they were actually from)
By Crom! is my joke-a-panel autobiographical comic featuring life advice and spiritual guidance from Conan the Barbarian. It ran from January 2012 to May 2014, and is collected in two books, The Collected By Crom! and Full Colour Cromulence. You can read the archives on WealdComics.com, and grab the books in print and in PDF.
This is weirdly inspiring.
this is such a good comic
ahahahaha I love this :’)
I need to stop seeing things I need.
I love this. O.O
I AM PRINTING THESE OUT AND PUTTING THEM IN PLACES OF NOTICE AND INTEREST IN MY HOME.
IN GILDED FRAMES
Book 1: Harry Dresden and the Crazed Magic Drug Lord (Storm Front)
Book 2: Harry Dresden and ALL the Goddamned Werewolves (Fool Moon)
Book 3: Harry Dresden and Some EXTREMELY Pissed Off Ghosts and Vampires (Grave Peril)
Book 4: Harry Dresden and the Psychotic Faerie Queens (Summer Knight)
Book 5: Harry Dresden and the Most Badass Demon Bad Guys Ever (Death Masks)
Book 6: Harry Dresden and the King of the Sex Vampires (Blood Rites)
Book 7: Harry Dresden and A MOTHERFUCKING ZOMBIE T-REX! (Dead Beat)
Book 8: Harry Dresden and the Horror-Movie-Monster-Shaped Phages (Proven Guilty)
Book 9: Harry Dresden and Even More Sex Vampire Related Problems
Book 10: Harry Dresden and Several More Reasons Why Fallen Angels Are Jackasses (Small Favor)
Book 11: Harry Dresden and Some Pretty Serious Internal Issues for the White Council (Turn Coat)
Book 12: Harry Dresden and Approximately Three Bazillion Angry Vampires (Changes)
Book 13: Harry Dresden and the Downsides of Not Having a Body (Ghost Story)
Book 14: Harry Dresden and the Even More Psychotic Faerie Queens (Cold Days)
The first two books are adventure stories, about getting people jazzed for revolution. But the third one changes genres and switches into misery porn. It’s about the consequences and the reality of that revolution.
You wanted a war, dear reader? Here is war, up close and personal. Here is the boredom and the fear and the being locked in a “safe” place with no control. Here is Prim dying pointlessly. Here is PTSD. Here is a brainwashed, weaponized version of your beautiful lover who went off to battle and came back a killer. Here are people, fatuous people but people who cared about you and who just happened to be on the wrong side at the wrong time, people who are beaten and kept in chains by your allies. Here are your friends and peers dying screaming in the stinking dark, literally torn to pieces and devoured alive. Here is the man you thought would be your confidante for life and maybe something more, the blood of your fucking family all over his hands. Here is beaten down exhaustion and despair and confusion. Here is everything you wanted, dear reader. Eat it up. Choke it down. Does any of it seem so necessary now?
And for all that price paid, what changes? The old man is dying anyway, he chokes to death on his own blood laughing at you. The old lady just brings the games back. Everything you fought for, perverted by power-hungry politicians. All that changed was the color of the boot and the neck it pressed down on.
Even after righting THAT final wrong, the only happy ending Katniss gets is that she can tell her kids why mommy wakes up screaming at night.
Yeah, the prose isn’t the best. But damn do I love where Collins took the series. It’s not an adventure series about justified vengeance. It’s about the consequences of violence, and the personal and social toll it takes on everybody. She fashioned an intense anti-war story and suckered the audience into it with her thrilling dystopia tales. What a great trick.
He—the “mr” makes me assume it’s a he—got it. That’s why I think this trilogy is so brilliant, and this guy got it, though I wouldn’t have in-your-face’d the review so bad. Collins shows the aftermath of revolution so beautifully.