Tag: tamora pierce

I was so very angry yesterday because of a) reading a book that typified and trivialised everything that is completely wrong with irresponsible pet ownership and b) ACTUALLY DEALING WITH close family members giving a real life demonstration of such, that I essentially threw up my hands, gave up on people, ate ice cream, and started reading all the Tortall books from the very beginning with Alanna, and those were Good Choices.

ace-artemis-fanartist:

Happy Asexual Awareness Week! Here are some canon a-spec ladies of lit.

Felicity Montague: The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue. Author confirmation.

Ling Chan: The Diviners.

Sandrilene Fa Toran: Circle of Magic. Author confirmation.

Nancy: Every Heart a Doorway.

Keladry of Mindelan: Protector of the Small. Author confirmation on aro rep. Author confirmation on ace rep.

Natalie Oscott: The Tropic of Serpents.

I didn’t know about Keladry or Sandry that is SO EXCITING

To those who are losing a lot of their will to create in the wake of President Tyrant:
Don’t let him and his orcs win. People NEED your books, stories, poems, paintings, jewelry, dolls, knitting, tapestries, vases, weaving, dishes, every creation that comes from your hands. Every creation is a punch back at the haters and the heartless. Every word puts hope or thought or dreams or solace or fire into those who read it.
You become a different voice from the bullyraggers and the foolish; your ideals, wishes and convictions reach your audience, whether they are reading Dr. Seuss or James Joyce. You convey food for hope and imagination whether you realize it or not, and the most innocuous-seeming work gives those who partake of it something to go on with.
Keep soldiering on. Comedian or philosopher, baker or glassblower, writer of tomes or fan fiction, you’re needed now more than ever.

Tamora Pierce (via withaliensandrainbows)

mustangscullaaay:

someone please be awake and laugh about this with me

daja falls for a girl who turns out to be straight and briar’s having a douche day and laughs at her and so she just decks him and gives him a black eye and rosethorn visits the next day and is like ‘HOW DID YOU GET HURT TELL ME AND I’LL SKIN THEM UNLESS IT WAS YOUR FAULT’ and he tells her and she just laughs at him for 25 minutes without stopping and gives daja the emelan equivalent of a fistbump when she walks in and blatantly refuses to give him any of her bruise cream which he wasn’t even going to ask for because he can make his own, thank you, but jeez, rosethorn, thanks for letting me know how much you care when i’m in pain, and she just stops laughing at him never

daja meets a lady friend because she’s one of briar’s ~*~midnight paramours~*~ and she gets to know daja the morning after over a strong cup of trader tea (the girl’s done business with them before and loves its flavor so they bond) and is like, sorry briar, i met someone, and he’s like, WHO, and she’s like, your roommate, and he’s like DAJA THAT’S NOT FAIR YOU NEED TO STOP BEING SO HOT and she’s like, all’s fair in love and war buddy, and takes the girl by the elbow to have a lovely stroll through the market and talk about magic and their lives and make out adorably

and rosethorn finds out because briar is sulking in the garden and making the plants upset and she laughs even harder this time because she’s probably been at least one of the female components of this equation before and so she knows how it works and of course she tells lark who thinks it’s the greatest story she’s ever heard and they both give daja the emelan equivalent of a fistbump the next time they see her

the end