noticed similarities between virginia woolf and my myriad of selves
I love this for the creativity and the joy in the post. How perfectly these bits of rocks and shells show us two ladies frolicking in delight! At the beach, one might assume. They're having a great time. Good for them.
[ID: smooth stones and shells arranged in such a way that it looks like two ladies with their backs to the viewer, arm in arm, holding little handbags and skipping down the road]
eightfitz sketch before bed
After much consideration, I've decided Too Many People is harsher and more devastating than How Do You Sleep. HYDS was more public etc but the message of TMP is brutal. Even if you just take the choruses, it's saying "You would be nothing without me and you know it". Followed by "what can be done for you" - you're making an idiot out of yourself and you'll never make it without me. FOLLOWED by "and it's not just the professional relationship as Well You Know, I have a new partner and she has Replaced you in my bed". BRUTAL.
I think of a contemporaneous interview (possibly St Regis) where John is complaining that "people" think he was just a guy who got lucky ("won the pools") by meeting Paul. Which is most likely something he did believe deep down, with all his insecurity. And Paul comes along and says "Yep, you're right, it was all me, you just got lucky!" Just like John backtracked HYDS I think Paul backtracked TMP ("maybe one teeny line about John and Yoko" lol) because he also knew that his blast of anger was cruel and not true. But it was so unlike him to get that vicious publicly, it really shows how provoked he felt (Not saying he was justified or that he had no part in the bad feeling).
The other thing about TMP and much of RAM is how obviously a break-up album it is, and how critics just blithely ignored that, just to dump on it. I've a really strong feeling that people in the industry knew full well what the score was and had done for a while, but had long experience in intentionally not drawing attention to it while it was an ongoing affair. And then when it ended, they trashed some albums and praised others as part of 'taking sides in the divorce' while carefully avoiding mentioning the BLATANTLY OBVIOUS fact that it was a literal divorce.
Here’s my (late) piece for the free day of Eight/Fitz week. I did it pretty quickly but I like it so I might add to it later.
Scott Prior (American, b.1949) Bedroom in Winter, 1980, Oil on canvas
ID. a realistic painting of a bedroom in an old sunporch with water damage on the walls around the large old single pane window. right next to it is another small old double hung window, the trim of which does not match or line up with the large window. there is an old cast iron radiator painted white, a blue and gold sheer curtain hanging in front of half of the large window, a bed with a patchwork quilt and a rumpled pillow, and a beat up antique table with a CRT TV on it. a striped spiderplant hangs in the window, and on the sill are a glass, an empty green alcohol bottle, a roll of masking tape, and some other small items. out the window is a gray winter day, with a neighborhood visible. End ID.
did I mention that this weather is bad for people with huge balls and long dicks, because you run the risk of the wind actually blowing those pieces of your body upwards towards your face at a speed that could knock you out? Yeah.... let's just say I'm not going out for a sodie pop today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
also one time i tried to type "Well hello, gorgeous slicks back my hair" and did it so bad that the last part somehow ended up as "steeps back my wasses" and now i can't stop saying it.
steeps back my wasses. steeps. i'm steeping. steeping on my wasses.
hello, I'm a queer author and, being very disabled and often too ill to watch TV or get out of bed, I read A Lot. This year, after deciding to stop reading anything I wasn't enjoying right away, I ended up reading SO MANY amazing books that really got me through it.
If YOU want to read more cool and/or gay books, I wrote some proper blogs about my favourites, what exactly I was most obsessed with, and whether you might like them too:
More books, nuance and yelling at the links:
My favourite graphic novels / Favourite books read in 2025
Father John Yogurt was defrocked from the clergy today for being asexual, following a papal ruling that "vows of chastity don't count without temptation." The Pope later commented "You gotta have that dog in you"
I kinda like this one...
I kinda like em too :D
What is Buffy telling Spike i wonder....?
Do you have any writing experience (as in, previous books or even fanfic) or did you one day decide to write the Sir Cameron book and suddenly became an author?
(What I'm trying to say is, has your writing talent been lying dormant this whole time or was it just your first *professionally published* book?)
oh boy!
so when I was a kid, my favourite author was Amelia Atwater-Rhodes. she wrote her first professional novel at 14, and my thinking was, I needed to do that, because if my fourteenth birthday passed and I hadn't published a book, I'd be an irredeemable failure.
anyway. many years later, after many horrible unfinished novels, and many horrible short stories, and shelves full of books like YOUR FIRST DRAFT and 50 FIRST PAGES, I finally finished a manuscript. and managed to sell it!
I get how from an outside perspective it looks like I just wrote a book on a whim, but in actuality I am standing on a mountain of my own failures. it's just that the heap finally got tall enough for me to actually get anywhere
YES 100%
that's why I got so frustrated when I saw someone say "Greer's risographs are beautiful, but they suck at writing", because it's like....... my illustrations were shit for many, many years before I hit the skill level to illustrate professionally.
and at several points while I was learning how to paint and draw, I had PROFESSORS bluntly tell me "you're not good at this. you're not skilled enough. if people bought a book that included your illustrations, they'd be mad about the quality." and if I'd listened to any of them and stopped, I would've never have reached where I am today, where even the people who dislike me have to begrudgingly admit that I draw good.
tl;dr give yourself the grace to suck at shit, and give the finger to anyone who tells you to stop.








