Okay, Earth 2’s Green Lantern is a gay. That’s cool. (I guess?) But let’s not forget that he is not the first alternate universe version of a major superhero to come out of the closet. Ultimate Colossus was checking Wolverine out in the showers years ago and no one even made it a thing.
(Don’t even get me started on how underwhelmed I am by Northstar’s big gay wedding, especially when Rictor and Shatterstar clearly have one of the most interesting relationships in comics and didn’t have to pander to straight people with some dumb wedding.)

Okay, Earth 2’s Green Lantern is a gay. That’s cool. (I guess?) But let’s not forget that he is not the first alternate universe version of a major superhero to come out of the closet. Ultimate Colossus was checking Wolverine out in the showers years ago and no one even made it a thing.

(Don’t even get me started on how underwhelmed I am by Northstar’s big gay wedding, especially when Rictor and Shatterstar clearly have one of the most interesting relationships in comics and didn’t have to pander to straight people with some dumb wedding.)

Question No. 3 is: I read an interview with an author who says that, at a certain point in writing a novel, the characters “take over” and tell him what to do. Does this happen to you, too?

This one always raises my blood pressure. Nobody ever answered it better than Nabokov did in his Paris Review interview, where he fingered EM Forster as the source of the myth about a novelist’s characters “taking over”, and claimed that, unlike Forster, who let his characters sail away on their passage to India, he himself worked his characters “like galley slaves”. The question obviously raised Nabokov’s blood pressure, too.

When a writer makes a claim like Forster’s, the best-case scenario is that he’s mistaken. More often, unfortunately, I catch a whiff of self-aggrandisement, as if the writer were trying to distance his work from the mechanistic plotting of genre novels. The writer would like us to believe that, unlike those hacks who can tell you in advance how their books are going to end, hisimagination is so powerful, and his characters so real and vivid, that he has no control over them. The best case here, again, is that it isn’t true, because the notion presupposes a loss of authorial will, an abdication of intent. The novelist’s primary responsibility is to create meaning, and if you could somehow leave this job to your characters you would necessarily be avoiding it yourself.

I know we’re all supposed to hate Franzy but there’s so much good stuff in his essay addressing unpleasant questions that novelists often get asked” that who cares. 

P.S. I’m also really into Girls, feel free to unfollow if these things enrage you. 
In case you worried I wasn’t spending my money wisely these days, I’ll have you know I just ordered a bunch of these very important greeting cards, featuring Jordan Catalano as the eternally nude and wounded Patron Saint of Twinks.

In case you worried I wasn’t spending my money wisely these days, I’ll have you know I just ordered a bunch of these very important greeting cards, featuring Jordan Catalano as the eternally nude and wounded Patron Saint of Twinks.

RIP Robin Gibb

irisblasi:

How a Book is Born.

irisblasi:

How a Book is Born.

Phyllis Neffler realness. 

Phyllis Neffler realness. 

I was also surprised to read that my telling of an incident where I threw a bloody tampon into the annoying crowd of a Washington, D.C., Fugazi show was presented as a (partial) lie. Many of Fugazi’s fans on the Mall were harassing Riot Grrrls throughout the day and behaving like jocks in the crowd. When these same jerks started singing along to the pro-woman song “Reclamation,” it made me sick. My tampon was overdue for a change and there were no bathrooms in sight. I envisioned my bloody tampon sailing into the mouth of one of these hypocritical jock fans, and it made my day. It’s too bad I can’t throw or aim well and that my tampon barely missed Ian MacKaye, one of my old friends and comrades. I was there, I did it and I know how it happened and what my intentions were. Regardless of the interpretation of any onlookers or MacKaye, who gets to tell this story? Who has their words taken seriously? Whose version goes down in history?

Allison Wolfe recounts a portentous red tide moment, and questions who owns herstory. (via mikkipedia)

Allison Wolfe 4ever

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I accidentally revealed the title of my upcoming and almost-for real finished book yesterday, so I guess now is the time to officially reveal it. It’s called September Girls and it will be out next summer from Harper Teen. 

The books is set in the Outer Banks and is about a mysterious tribe of cursed mermaids who prey on virgin boys. It’s a love story of sorts. GET EXCITED.

I wrote a thing about Weetzie Bat, the book that made me want to write YA, for The LA Review of Books and you should read it. 

I wrote a thing about Weetzie Bat, the book that made me want to write YA, for The LA Review of Books and you should read it. 

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Picture taken of Essential Dazzler Vol.1. Dazz VS The Enchantress.
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A few months before my brilliant friend Sean died, he sent me both Essential Dazzler volumes for my birthday. I hadn’t talked to him much in several years; we had worked together only briefly and, you know, it’s hard to keep these things up. Then he got sick, and I didn’t really know how bad it was. I’d like to think that if I had known, I would have been a better friend during that period but maybe I’m giving myself too much credit. But then The Essential Dazzler showed up out of nowhere. It is without a doubt the most thoughtful gift anyone has ever given me. Miss you Sean.

fuckyeahalisonblaire:

Picture taken of Essential Dazzler Vol.1. Dazz VS The Enchantress.

Submitted by likethepresident

A few months before my brilliant friend Sean died, he sent me both Essential Dazzler volumes for my birthday. I hadn’t talked to him much in several years; we had worked together only briefly and, you know, it’s hard to keep these things up. Then he got sick, and I didn’t really know how bad it was. I’d like to think that if I had known, I would have been a better friend during that period but maybe I’m giving myself too much credit. But then The Essential Dazzler showed up out of nowhere. It is without a doubt the most thoughtful gift anyone has ever given me. Miss you Sean.

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