"That's like telling you not to laugh" August 31, 2011

Today was really great.

I saw Powell and Austin and Hippo.

But it was long. And there is work to be done.

Thus, I will see you TOMORROW

YAY SHORT POSTS

"You know what big feet means..." August 30, 2011

I maybe didn't learn this from my family, but after seeing Hippo spend time with her family, family is supposed to love and support you regardless. And this is going to be hard at first. But they will learn to. Talking about it as apposed to ignoring it will always be better. They will only understand if you help them. 

If they don't, then you can raise a big middle finger to them, because they're not worth it. 

There will always be someone out there who loves you like family, weather they're blood related or not.

Family is important. But friends make beautiful family.

The future looks lonely. The future, let's be frank, looks like crap.

But it's not. Even the darkest caverns can have one small light.

And the light, as cheesy as this stupid metaphor is, can mean so much.

You might be reading this thinking, 'It's just getting worse. Inside my head just keeps getting worse and worse'

You might be thinking that 'You don't understand. You're not me, and you don't even know me'

And you don't want to listen to a stranger.

Because I don't know, do I?

I don't know how you slice yourself open, looking for love, but finding more hate.

I don't know how it feels to be betrayed by the people I love.

To know what it's like to hate myself, and my life and to think that my head is crashing down upon itself, and I'm losing my mind.

I don't know what it's like to cut, but not cry.

I don't know what it's like to lie, and say 'I'm fine'

But I wasn't fine.

I don't talk about this a lot, because no one wants to hear about it. 

I try to talk about happy and interesting things here, because I like to think that I'm leaving people in a good mood, or at least leaving them thinking about something worth their time.

No body wants to hear about my battle with box cutters, and razor blades.

And thinking that if they don't care now, they will will I'm gone.

But it got better. You know, I hate that phrase. But it's true. And I want you to know that someone out there loves you like nothing else, even if they can't say it.

Stand up for what you believe in.

Fight against homophobia.
The world is changing, and it's changing for you.

Don't tell me that you're thinking about missing that.

Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696

Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433

Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743

Stay strong. I'm rooting for you!

"There's a sheep in there. Do you think it's one of the cultists?" August 29, 2011

Oh, hey look.

Here is where a blog goes.

Here is where my blog for the twenty-ninth of August would go.

And if I were more inspired it would be FUCKING brilliant.

But I spent my whole day faffing about and thus I have nothing.

Seeing as I've got nothing, I leave you with a shit blog post in favor of a better one tomorrow.

Once apon a time, I wrote down what I saw, heard, smelled, touched, and tasted everyday. But then I got tired of that. So know I bitch about it in bold font.

"'There's also a thing called the Flamingo Tongue Cowrie.'" August 28, 2011

Messr. Padfoot would like to inform you that school starts soon and therefore posts will become shorter and more sparing. 

This does not mean I love you any less, it simply means that school sucks and I will be busy with friends, AC/DC, school, work, and general mischief.

Fear not, for the blogs will continue, just not long and lengthily.

Who and I kidding, they are never long and lengthy to start with, but I digress.

Anyway, Ms. Liz/ Padfoot/ Tex/ Be/ P-Body/ Whatever you'd like to call me's list of school tips:

1. Don't stress yourself. If you worry about acne, you'll get acne. If you worry about failing a test instead of studying and knowing you know the subject, you'll fail the test.
2. Don't let school get in the way of having a little fun. When push comes to shove, you'll want to remember the good and funny things about school, not the bad times.
3. Don't go looking for trouble. But if somethings a ton of crap, say something.
4. Be fearless. Screw what the teachers and other kids thing about you. I promise you that every little thing they say won't matter later.
5. Trust your teachers. Learn from them, and help them help you. You will do better and like your classes more if your teacher and you get along. I know this from experience.
6. For my college students, compromise with your roommate. They are your basic family for the year, and then can and will get you back if you're a bitch.
7. Nerds, I know we get full of ourselves. But be open about people. Maybe the kids on the basketball team love books or video games as much as you do.
8. Make a note to be nice to be everyone, regardless. You'll thank yourself for this, and it's a good confidence boost to know that you could be making some one's day a little bit brighter.
9. If you're starting at a new school, try wearing shirts of your favorite books, games or bands. Wear your Pizza John shirt! It makes it easier to make friends when people can see a common interest they share with you on your chest.
10. Stand up for yourself and the people around you. You don't know how much you could be helping someone by helping them out. And bullies will only bother you if you let them. And, if someone is bullying you than tell them to sit their ass down, and recognize that you're awesome and they can't stop you. Then ignore them. 
11. Be yourself. If someone doesn't like even one thing about you- your sexuality, race, choice of dress, ignore them and don't look back. Do what makes you happy.
12. And most importantly, remember that in some years time, all of the little things really won't matter as much as you think. When you're in school, everything seems ten times worse than it is. But that comes with adolesence. Embrace school and embrace yourself.

I'm rooting for you guys. Mark my words, this year's going to be awesome.

The day I can switch up my senses will be a happy one

"It's basically hell. So, after you!" August 27, 2011

A small list of the things Harry Potter has taught me

How to forgive people for their actions.

How what we see isn't always who a person is.

Friends never betray each other.

Curiosity will get the best of us all sometimes.

Family is not always blood.

Wealth is unimportant when you have love.

Intelligence is more powerful than beauty.

"We are as strong as we are united, weak as we are divided"

That love is the strongest power there is.

Harry Potter also taught me that I fucking hate senses. 

"You can do this, man. Just keep shoveling in the ice cream and you’ll pull through. I’M HERE FOR YOU." August 27, 2011

I'm not wise.

I am in fact, the farthest from it.

But I do feel old.

I feel worn out, weak. I the pain forming in my joints that comes from not running.

I can feel the bald patches appearing on my head from never seeing my friends, and always working.
I feel old.

I know it's only getting worse once school starts.
But I'm not exactly resenting it.
Maybe I'm weird for welcoming this.
I guess I don't mind either way.

Today I saw: Siriusly

Today I heard: These

Today I smelled: Things

Today I touched: Suck

Today I tasted: Ass

"Pirates of Azkaban!" August 25, 2011

No blog today, sorry guys.

"WINTER DAMNIT" August 24, 2011

"I WILL DISEMBOWEL THEM" "Wow" "Yes, dear?" August 23, 2011

It's hard to appeal to the most vulnerable parts of myself.

As anyone who knows me knows, I like to be stubborn.

I'm the strong one.

I've always been that. I don't really know why, but I like being that.

I like keeping things to myself so other people can rely on me.

There are very few people who have a relationship more complex than that with me.
I don't want to open up.
I don't want to talk.
But maybe I don't want to be the strong one, either.

Today I- no

"I'm no one's cabbage before ten in the morning." August 22, 2011

August is such a weird month.

I mean, I like that my birthday's in it, and stuff like that, but school starts in August.

And I hate school.

But I'm not going to talk about how much I hate school.

I'm going to...?

I don't know.

You know what I do know.

I know that when I was little I used to crack Barbie knees.

And that when I was a kid, I cried when Remus Lupin turned into a werewolf in The Prisoner of Azkaban.

And that my entire side table is covered in LUSH cosmetics.

And that I have around 40 book samples on my Kindle.

And that my Kindle looks like the New Yorker.

And I know that now you know five facts about me.

Today I saw: Oh 

Today I heard: My

Today I smelled: God

Today I touched: Fuck

Today I tasted: These

"George Foreman Grill!" August 21, 2011

Hey, look.

Ohai midnight.

Fancy seeing you here.

I'm not used to blogging this late.

I didn't even want to blog at all.

And I'm a rebel so today I hung out with Atlas and ate pie and sang and played Mario Kart and then read fanfiction aloud to him like a boss.

Today I saw: I

Today I heard: hate

Today I smelled: these

Today I touched: damn

Today I tasted: things

"Everyday I'm shufflin'" August 20, 2011

I will also remember:

Having The Lord of the Rings read to me

Being the lead in the school play in kindergarten

Playing SSBM with my brother and his friends

Marcus's turtle

Getting all of my mom's beany babies when we moved to Barrow

Pouring buckets of water down the escape steps in out apartment to make an ice slide whilst we lived in Barrow

When Helga and Arnold kissed

Finally figuring out what the beeps on TV meant

Estiban Julio Ricardo Montoya de la Rosa Ramirez 

Watching Phil of the Future

Things I will not remember:

Having to write my senses when I have writer's block

"Coming soon to VHS"

"Still a Gryffindor" August 19, 2011

Things I will remember:

UNDAPANTS

Poptarts

Tongue tattoos

Who loves orange soda?
KEL LOVES ORANGE SODA

"Long live the king"

Learning to count by fives

P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney

"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four privet drive are proud to say that they are perfectly normal, thank you very much."

"I wish we could have a normal field-trip." "With Ms. Fitz? NO WAY!"

Bill Bye the Science Guy

Polly Pockets

"HUG ME, BROTHA"

Going to Disney World once a year until I was 7

Learning to ride a bike

Waking my parents up at ungodly hours on Christmas morning

N'SYNC, New Kids on the Block, The Spice Girls, S-Club 7 and Aaron Carter

Waking up in the middle of the night to find my dad watching 'The Simpsons' and 'King of the Hill'

Watching 'The Simpsons' and 'King of the Hill' with my dad

Sitting on my Dad's stomach

"Loser, loser, double loser, brick wall, waterfall, bye-bye, loser loser, kiss this"

When Lizzie Macguire got kissed by Aaron Carter 

"Let the rain fall down..."

Seeing the Lizzie Macguire movie with my dad, on my brothers birthday, and sitting on his lap so I could see over the other people in the theater

My dad's blue mustang

Playing 'Harry Potter' in the woods on the playground.

I remembered all of these from memory. Even the quotes, I find this remarkable.

Today I saw:  That I'm still in this rut.

Today I heard: That I'm still in this rut

Today I smelled: That I'm still in this rut

Today I touched: That I'm still in this rut

Today I tasted: That I'm still in this rut 

"You're awesome!" August 18, 2011

You know what I want to talk about?

Do you?

Because I don't know.

I've been staring at this page since ten this evening and it's already 11:55 as I type this.

This is absolutely unacceptable.

In order to get out of a creative rut, they say, you need to break pattern.

Fuck everything, and just do something.

" Learn to say “Fuck You” to the world once in a while. You have every right to. Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, grasping, confusing, itchin, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, numbling, rumbling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning, groaning, honing, boning, horse-shitting, hair-splitting, nit-picking, piss-trickling, nose sticking, ass-gouging, eyeball-poking, finger-pointing, alleyway-sneaking, long waiting, small stepping, evil-eyeing, back-scratching, searching, perching, besmirching, grinding, grinding, grinding away at yourself. Stop it and just DO!"

That's from one of my favorite artists in a letter to another one of my favorite artists. (Lev Yilmaz did a video of the full letter with some alterations here)

Yeah, well fuck you.

Fuck blogging everyday.

Fuck anxiety and fear.

Fuck thinking and analysing.

Fuck producing meaningful shit.

Fuck everything.

I'm not going to my take to one flavor, my work on this blog will be what ever I damn well please and that is all I have to say on the matter.

I feel better.

Bye.

"You can't see it, but Mr. Game and Watch is pissed." August 17, 2011

I've wanted to do a lot of things in my life. 

But they mainly revolve around three pillars: 

Writing

Science

Acting

There is one more obscure one, or at least to you.

Backstory time:

When I was little I wasn't allowed to watch SNL, but I used to sneak around and watch it anyway.

I didn't understand it, but I loved every minute of it.
I adored SNL, and I ate every skit up.

I wanted to write for SNL.

I didn't just want to write for SNL, it was my life ambition.

I wanted me entire life to be SNL.

It was either that or Hogwarts in my young mind.

My mom actually didn't even know about this until earlier, when in the middle of this post I went downstairs and told her about my childhood of sneaking about and Saturday Night Live skits.

She said there could be worse things.

I suppose she's right.

Today I saw: SNL! For the first time since I was... 11? Something like that. It was nice, actually. Not amazing, but not terrible either. 

Today I heard: Lots of Game and Watch jokes. 'If he had five fingers he'd flip you off!"

Today I smelled: Nothing. All I've eaten is soup and all I've had to drink is water. Soup used to be my favorite food. Not so much anymore.

Today I touched: Let's see, mostly clothes. I have finally completed all my back-to-school shopping. Which is misleading, the clothes I touched were old clothes, all back to school clothes have yet to come in the mail. Anyhow  it's nice to be done with the tortuous period before school.

Today I tasted: I wish I had more use for the section during this first week of braces, but alas I don't...

"It's like talking about drowning babies. You are a terrible person." August 16, 2011

More things I like about being a person:

Spending time with people who make me laugh

Watching old TV shows

Reading classic literature

Reading good fanfiction

Essays on interesting things

Good book-to-movie adaptations

Ginger-ale

Neon bendy straws

Pretty wrapping paper

Funny documentaries

Good music

Comedians who make hard issues funny

People who understand my sense of humor

Playing video games with my dad

Crying happy tears

Having interesting and meaningful conversations with my sibling

Cuddling and playing video games with my boyfriend

Reading aloud with my boyfriend

Proving people wrong when they tell me I can't rap

The fact that I am white and can rap George Watsky

Today I saw: Degrassi episodes from 2001. Protip: Don't watch Degrassi from the late 90's or early 2000's

Today I heard: My boyfriend reading me passages from Deathly Hallows.

Today I smelled: Filipino food. I have seriously never eaten like I ate today. I have never been so full in my lifetime. On top of that, is smells amazing.

Today I touched: More than anything, my laptop. Lots of writing, reading, Tumbling

Today I tasted: Happiness? Can you taste that? I think I tasted that.

"Because it's nighttime!" August 15, 2011

Another small note to Esther.

You know John's writing a book? (Well, duh) It'll be published next year, it's called The Fault in Our Stars.

I hope you read that in a pretentious Shakespeare voice, all old and wise sounding. That's how I typed it.

It's from Julius Caesar, 'Our faults, dear Brutus, are not in our stars but in ourselves' But I'm only paraphrasing that because I didn't want to look it up.

LeakyCon this year was awesome, even though I didn't go.

Evanna Lynch played bass for Harry and the Potters. 

She always wears a 'This Star Won't Go Out' bracelet.

You don't understand that. But she's making you proud.

They all missed you so much.

I'm sorry you couldn't see the final movie.

You know the boy who played 13-year-old Sirus rejected Kayley?
She said it was 'one of her lower moments'

She was clearly very hurt.

We miss you.

Look out for nargles,

No senses, sorry!

"Lots of love to you" August 14, 2011

Headcanon-

Scenarios, stories, or plot points that have yet to happen in a series, but in someone's head.

I've had headcanon since before I knew what it was. I've had headcanon before I have even really used a computer.

I spent my entire childhood pretending I was Hermione Granger and building stories around me.

I'm series. I was Hermione Granger, and I spent all of my time imaging hanging out with Ron, Harry, Neville, Luna and Ginny.

That was my entire life.

I loved Hermione Granger. And I still do.

I remember the first time I ever met someone who loved Harry Potter the way I did was in the third grade and I met a boy named William.

William had a crush on me, and I knew it.

But we both loved Harry Potter and he made me feel like being a nerdy was... well, attractive.

When I moved he gave me a page from a Harry Potter coloring book.

He colored it nicely and wrote me a note.

I had that coloring page on my wall for another three or so years.

And while I haven't spoken to him in years, I accredit so much of myself to 

I don't know why I'm telling you about this.

I just like to remember it.

Today I saw: Myself poor water on my laptop, have have it survive. I have never been so happy.

Today I heard: My cries. My many, many cries. I have a lot of Harry Potter emotions, okay.

Today I smelled: Non-solid foods. I miss solids.

Today I tasted: Again, pretty much nothing. I hate braces, I loathe and detest them.

Today I touched: My braces. I'm used to running my fingernails across my teeth and lips when I'm consentrating, but now there's rubber and stainless steel. Not as nice.

"He turns into a purple centaur." August 13, 2011

 No blog, I'm sorry!

I'm very uncomfortable and in a lot of pain.

I hope to be back on track by tomorrow.

Thank you for being so patient with me guys, I really do appreciate it.

"I understand." August 13, 2011

Everyone says having braces hurts. 

'Hurts' is an understatement. 

Hurts my ass.

I always knew having metal stuck on my teeth with glue and then threaded with wire would be unpleasant. 

But this is so far beyond that.

I am at the point where pulling them off is an actual option.

I'm not even kidding.

Somebody kill me.

No senses today, sorry!

"Life is kind of cool sometimes" August 11, 2011

I like being a person. But  I've lately noticed that it's mostly the little things.

I like the sun rising and setting.

I like stars.

I like independent book stores that have desks for writing.

I love when video games have amazing art and an amazing plot. (I'm looking at you Okami)

I love wearing knee high socks under jeans.

I love riding bikes with my boyfriend.

I love Harry Potter nerds.

I love all nerds.

I love funny commercials.

I love when Let's Players co-commentate with other Let's Players.

I love when my dad buys my DVDs of my favorite movies.
I love good morning and good night texts.

I love watch re-runs of Friends.

I love wearing rings.

I love Crayola crayons.

I love paperback books.

I love video game music.

I love plot and character central stories.

I love The Catherine Tate Show.

I love Angry Video Game Nerd.

I love the word 'fuck'.

I love Wrock.

I love that my father owns 7,000 vinyl records.

I love that I own so many books that I can't keep track of them all.

I love Friendship is Magic.

I love YA literature.

I love back to school shopping, and I love school supplies.

And lastly, for today at least, I love LUSH cosmetics.

Today I saw: My white board covered in messy handwriting with games to Let's Play. Yeah, bitch.

Today I heard: Giggles. Actual giggles.

Today I smelled: LUSH cosmetics. The best birthday present to receive. Ever.

Today I touched: My lovely bedspread and pillows and such. Home again, home again.

Today I tasted: Real food. Like actual food. Not goldfish and Mountain Dew. Hallelujah!

"Everything is ending" August 10, 1011

My mom used to look like Molly Ringwald. My dad used to look like John Lennon.

My mom got a BA in English. My dad went to college for art.

My parents met at a newspaper and had their wedding reception in an art gallery.

My dad likes movies like Wall Street and games like Legend of Zelda. My mom likes movies like The Day After Tomorrow and games like Angry Birds and Words with Friends.

My mom left journalism because she didn’t like being judged. My father left newspaper art because he loved my mom.

I never talk to my mom. My dad sends me text messages and calls every day.

My mom still hasn’t realized that me and my siblings aren’t the kids she wanted. My dad still calls me ‘Princess’

Today I saw: The the ground, as I walked. I walk too much. I need to stop that. My knees and ankles hurt all. the. time.

Today I heard: Nothing. I heard nothing. I hate hearing.

Today I smelled: More sweat. Do you know how hot it is? It's hot as balls.

Today I touched: My kitty. I will leave you with that statement.

Today I tasted: Nothing. I tasted nothing. I hate tasting.

"Oh, just let me park my fucking squid." August 9, 2011

I feel disjointed. Worried. Confused. Upset. 

Psychotic, if you will.

But I don't know why.
I don't know if this is just me being a teenager, but regardless I hate it.
"A problem that is lurking beneath the surface could be the cause of some mental stress. Unless you dig beneath the surface you won't be able to sort this issue out. As long as you project these problems on others, you'll be frustrated in your work, your love and possibly even your health"

According to my horoscope, I should dig deeper. I actually think that mental stress could be causing me physical pain, but thinking about myself deeply is a lot of work.

I guess I'm afraid of stumbling upon things I don't want to know.

Today I saw: Duke Nukem. Which is a game that is you know, okay. I just have such a hard time playing it because Duke is the fucking king of creepers.

Today I heard: Angry fandoms, and crazy shippers. The dark side of anime? I think so.

Today I smelled: ...? Fish? Books? Sweat? Definitely too much sweat. It's hot as balls.

Today I touched: There's no question with this one. I touched too little of anything. Everything I tried to do today came out flat. Not the most productive day.

Today I tasted: Water. That's pretty much it. I've basicly had water all day. That at face value seems a lot healthier than it actually is.

"If my baby's gay I'll say 'Go gay baby work that crib'" August 8, 2011

I spend a lot of time listening to and playing music.

That's no secret, nor is it a blog-worthy topic but that's really all I can say about my day.

I listened to music today. 
It was truly riveting,
So, I'll leave you with the most played songs on my iPod.
These are all tied with the same number of plays:

1. Pokemon, What Happened to You? by Alex Day
2. Calling Old Friends by Defiance, Ohio
3. Lullabies by Defiance, Ohio
4. Everything Else- Next to Normal Cast
5. The Acid Quill- Lauren Fairweather
6. Maybe- Lauren Fairweather

Today I saw: Horrific and terrible images from the UK today. I hope the best for all my UK friends, keep calm and stay safe. 

Today I heard: All that amazing music and more, all of those artists are highly recommended, particularly Lauren Fairweather.

Today I smelled: More blasted junk food. Screw healthy eating!

Today I touched: The outdoors. Really, I went outdoors for something other than running! What a peculiar thought.

Today I tasted: Sushi. By myself. I must admit that there is something rather satisfying about eating alone.

"I lead an Empolo18 appreciation life." August 7, 2011

In my lifetime I want to:

1. Marry someone I can't live without.
2. Become fluent in a second language.
3. Publish at least one of the books I've written.
4. Spend more time with Internet friends.
5. Go back to Italy.
6. Live somewhere other than the US.
7. Go to the art gallery where my parents were married.
8. Make a life changing decision based on my goals, not other people's.

Today I saw: My 18 year old brother's shitty handwriting. No seriously, it's terrible.

Today I heard: My cat's terrible cries, because I had to carry her in the cat carrier. It was seriously one of the worst sounds I've ever heard.

Today I smelled: Leftovers of food made souly for me. The best kind of food.

Today I touched: My childhood bedspread for the first time in ages. Woah, the memories.

Today I tasted: So much junk food. We don't eat real meals when it's just my siblings and I. We eat Oreos and Goldfish crackers.

"Someone told me it was your birthday" August 6, 2011- My birthday

Your best friend crumbles in comparison to my bestfriend.

My best friend leaves a train of magic behind her.

My best friend puts your best friend to shame.

My best friend is the best thing that ever happened to me.

My best friend is the most selfless person I know.

By best friend spews comedic joy:

"Your bosom means nothing to me."

My best friend just wants to fight for her friends.

My best friend is three times as adorable as Italy from Hetalia and two times as bad ass as Olga Kay. (Olga Kay who ran at away with the circus at 14, and threw knives. Yeah)

The fact the my best friend exists gives me hope.

I love you, Hippo.

I love you so much.

Today I saw: You... I can't even explain it. But I pretty much died.

Today I heard: Justin Beiber music. And I thoroughly enjoyed.

Today I smelled: Food. Food made specifically for me. (That's the best kind)

Today I touched: My face. so much. A product of feeling like you might die.

Today I tasted: Love. (or Oreos. whatever you want to call it)

"WHY AM I ALLOWED TO TALK?" August 5, 2011

Sleep.

"Time to fuck shit up" August 4, 2011

Dear Esther,

You turned seventeen yesterday.

I made you cupcakes. They were gold and red, for Gryffindor.

I still say you have more courage than Severus Snape and Neville Longbottom combined.

We miss you a lot. Nerdfighteria is.

I know that all you really wanted was to decrease worldsuck. And man, did you accomplish just that.

I'm so proud of you.

You did so much for other people, it blows my mind.

For a person with an illness, you really were full of life.

I hope we're making you proud.

So much love,

Liz.

No senses today, sorry guys!

"SHE'S DRINKING STARBUCKS, I LIKE STARBUCKS" August 3, 2011- Esther's Birthday/ Esther Day

I'm sorry guys. Today isn't easy for me. So, no blog.

I'm sorry.

Life is hard.

"Always date a girl who reads" August 2, 2011

Forgive me JK, for I have sinned.

I have given into temptation.

I have broken the most holy of bookworm rules.

I bought a Kindle.

I know, I know.

As an author and reader I'm supposed to hate Kindles.

I'm supposed to love the piles of books that I collect, and the smell of worn, bound leather books.

And I do. I still own over 100 books.

I love turning pages. I love holding books. I love the smell, the touch.

I love every single thing about books.

I even love the paper cuts I get, just because they're satisfying.

"Yeah, I got that on my copy of The Great Gatsby."

But I still love my Kindle very much.

And to deflect your sure scorn, I'm going to leave you with a Neil Gaiman quote.

Because you can't hate an awesome author like him.

"

"Don't ever apologize to an author for buying something in paperback, or taking it out from a library (that's what they're there for. Use your library). Don't apologize to this author for buying books second hand, or getting them from bookcrossing or borrowing a friend's copy. What's important to me is that people read the books and enjoy them, and that, at some point in there, the book was bought by someone. And that people who like things, tell other people. The most important thing is that people read... " — Neil Gaiman

 



"August will be my bitch." August 1, 2011