Everyone in the household has been really sick: two emergency room visits have wiped out our little extra cash left after our move, and I won’t receive my first check or get insurance from my new job—which I am really liking so far, so that’s the good news!—for another four weeks. Keeping up on my work, but it’s been a struggle.
All right, back to it. Good luck, tumblrers.Edit: did I mention that in my fever delirium I fell down a flight of stairs? Good thing it was carpeted, or twould have been emergency room visit #3!
and here’s the new alt-cover of the next Guardians of the Galaxy for the anti bullying event of Marvel. Hope you like it ^^
So pretty T_T
I wish I’d had Gamora to protect me from bullies when I was tiny <3
*offers hugs to Sammy*
Gamora: One of the few people who can say “I’m telling my Dad on you!” and have it cause pants-wetting terror!
The truth is that teen culture is not homogenous—and neither is fangirl culture. Teenagers are complicated and complex, and they behave differently in different contexts. The average teenager who goes to a Five Seconds of Summer concert and screams her head off is actually capable of writing an essay on the political situation in the Gaza Strip the next day. She’s capable of liking Taylor Swift and disliking heels, of deploying a Twitter hashtag or helping out a charity drive, of loving Twilight and hating Fifty Shades of Grey. She contains multitudes.
"…Alison has both transcended and held onto herself over the course of Orphan Black’s two seasons. It would have been easy for the show runners to reduce her to a caricature of a soccer mom—uptight, repressed, incapable. It would also have been easy to have the extraordinary events of the past twenty episodes smooth all her rough, jagged edges. But she remains, unapologetically, Alison: she tells Felix in Season 2 that she can’t go to prison because if women touch her in the shower she will “stab” them; she finally has sex with her husband on screen only when his controlling, aggressive mania rivals her own.”
ORPHAN BLACK week concludes on Girls Like Giants with Rachel B’s piece on the Wolf of Walnut Street, Alison Hendrix!
TOMB RAIDER writer Rhianna Pratchett just tweeted the piece I wrote about her game last year..! It’s really gratifying, and more than a little strange (as far as I know, nothing I’ve written has ever reached the eyes of my subject’s creator).
The downside, of course, is that the piece is newsworthy explicitly because Sarkeesian has come under renewed attack by garbage pail dudes.
For Sheridan Le Fanu’s 200th birthday, the Google doodle is his scintillating, sapphic, vampire novella CARMILLA.
“Cosima occupies space with confidence and self-assuredness, a striking difference from the other clones (and yet another testament to the incredible em-bodiment that actress Tatiana Maslany undertakes). Sarah moves through the world like a stealthy cat, a physicality no doubt honed by years on the con; Alison vibrates in place like a tightly wound spring, her nervous tics (touching her hair, crossing her arms, setting her chin in one hand and raising her perfectly plucked eyebrows) betraying an insecurity that underlies her brash prima-donna hauteur; and Helena twists and jerks through space like a marionette with a few broken strings. Cosima, however, moves through space like an energetic but graceful puppy, quick in act as in thought, but lacking the self-doubt or wariness of her clone sisters who have been burned one too many times by life. Thus Cosima has a refreshing lack of self-consciousness, and a belief that she has a right to occupy space, a silent but important staking of a feminist claim.”
Cosima AKA the best.