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elementarystan:

Elementary won the award for Drama Series Multi-Episode Storyline – Substance Use at the 18th PRISM Awards!  Lucy Liu and Jonny Lee Miller were also nominated for their performances.

Yaaaaaaaas. Congrats, bbs!
Apr 23, 2014 / 114 notes

elementarystan:

Elementary won the award for Drama Series Multi-Episode Storyline – Substance Use at the 18th PRISM Awards!  Lucy Liu and Jonny Lee Miller were also nominated for their performances.

Yaaaaaaaas. Congrats, bbs!

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Apr 22, 2014 / 4 notes

BATES MOTEL 0207 + 0208: FREDDIE HIGHMORE KILLS IT

I haven’t said anything about the last two episodes of Bates Motel but I really, really enjoyed them. Especially because of the beyond solid work of the kid they have playing Norman Bates.

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Apr 22, 2014 / 876 notes

Blue Velvet (1986)

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Apr 22, 2014 / 34 notes

gabydunn:

Two for one today! I recorded this 5 Minute Not-Cast on the way back from Vegas. It’s less of a recap and more thoughts on a topic I’ve been thinking about a whole lot, which is the gross celebration of “not being like other girls.”

I used to be one of those girls who said things like, “Ugh. I hate woman. I have mostly guy friends!” and who thought I was better than women who wore make up and heels.

And now I’m like, FUCK THAT SHIT. I’LL BE AS GIRLY AS I WANT AND SMART AS FUCK. This topic is important as hell to me.

"Wearing high heels didn’t unread all the books I’ve read."

ICYMI

Apr 22, 2014 / 16 notes

Painted

Every few months, I get the idea that I should start painting. It’s a stupid thought because it only comes up when I’m feeling unproductive and wish my work had some sort of tangible measure, an actual body I could touch and feel. Words sometimes aren’t enough. You put them down on paper or more likely, on a computer and maybe sell them to another place that puts those words somewhere else, in a magazine filled with other words, and people read them and that’s it. There’s very often nothing to hold.

I’m also not a good painter. I’ll buy a canvas and sweep my paintbrush over it until the colors run together. I’m not sure what I’m painting, and it ends up this sort of gross abstract thing that maybe a four-year-old made for their mother in pre-K class and now the mother has to hang it up with pride even though it looks like regurgitated Kool-aid and carrots sprinkled with glitter.

I can’t do minimalism. It always has to fill the canvas, colors colliding, until I’ve done too much and ruined it.

My kitchen table is covered in my “paintings” right now, none of them even remotely usable. I despair for a few hours on Sunday night with the thought that former president George W. Bush can paint and I can’t. That’s how useless and untalented I am. That fucking nob can make a face or a foot or a potted plant and I end up with vomit swirls.

When I want to do self-pity, I really fucking go for it. 

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Apr 22, 2014 / 917 notes

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Apr 21, 2014 / 11,571 notes
It seems to me that on one page I recognized a portion of an old diary of mine which mysteriously disappeared shortly after my marriage, and, also, scraps of letters which, though considerably edited, sound to me vaguely familiar. In fact, Mr. Fitzgerald (I believe that is how he spells his name) seems to believe that plagiarism begins at home.

—Zelda Fitzgerald, in a review of her husband’s book in 1922 (via trishahaddad)

Reminder that F. Scott Fitzgerald stole his wife’s writing, many times, while suppressing her works. See “Save Me the Waltz”, which he forced her to revise so that he could use parts of it in his own book “Tender Is the Night”. And which author do we study in school?

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I didn’t know this.

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He also encouraged her to have affairs so he could use that for inspiration, and when she wanted to leave him for a man she fell in love with, he locked her in their house and wouldn’t let her leave.

When she wanted to publish “Save me the Waltz,” Fitzgerald wrote in his diary about DELIBERATELY trying to TRIGGER her schizophrenic episodes and making her incapable of fighting that battle.

And Fitzgerald scholars KNOW all this.  They write articles about how it was all okay because in the end, it inspired Fitzgerald to write Great Literature.

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knife his corpse

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NEVER READ ANY OF HIS BOOKS AGAIN. AND READ HERS INSTEAD. CONSIGN HIM TO OBLIVION.

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Fuck I didn’t know this fuck ugh god why fuck ugh

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Yep. All true. Learned about his trifling ass studying creative writing and English lit. at CSU. Didn’t read ONE of her books on high school, yet we’re taught how amazing and talented he was. Makes me sick. xBx

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Um. I thought it was common knowledge that he was an asshole?

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I knew he was an asshole, but not that bad….

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didn’t he also eventually ship her off to an asylum? (Where she died because asylums were horrible places and somebody just left her chained up somewhere while a fire was going on?)

No joke I have an ex who used to counter my Zelda love with “but but but she told Scott his penis was small one time!!!!!” SMDH.

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Apr 20, 2014 / 21,691 notes
Apr 19, 2014 / 34 notes

Two for one today! I recorded this 5 Minute Not-Cast on the way back from Vegas. It’s less of a recap and more thoughts on a topic I’ve been thinking about a whole lot, which is the gross celebration of “not being like other girls.”

I used to be one of those girls who said things like, “Ugh. I hate woman. I have mostly guy friends!” and who thought I was better than women who wore make up and heels.

And now I’m like, FUCK THAT SHIT. I’LL BE AS GIRLY AS I WANT AND SMART AS FUCK. This topic is important as hell to me.

"Wearing high heels didn’t unread all the books I’ve read."

Apr 19, 2014 / 9 notes

I drove to Las Vegas to see Haim, and talked a little on the way there. I recorded another one on the way back too. Also, my grandmother, Meme, has started dating again and nothing has changed in 50 years.

And find out how my sister and I caused a babysitter to quit.