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Just so you know, you have been one of the kindest people in the fandom that I have encountered. I know that I am not the only one who feels that way. You have made a difference to so many people both those who are established and those who are starting out. You are always willing to lend an ear or a helping hand, quick with a kind word or a funny remark. You are so very loved and appreciated in this fandom and I hope you know the importance you hold in so many people’s lives.
ooc; Thank you. I appreciate this message a ton. I honestly hate it when I see people that feel left out and try to be there for everyone. As i-want-my-iwtv has said, there’s enough of a divide with the “People of the Page” and the rest of the fandom. No need for any more cracks. It’s too hard to have tensions. It’s much easier to let bygones be bygones, get along and just be kind to one another.
I started this thing when I was twelve or thirteen that I challenge myself to make at least one person laugh a day, because then I know that even for an instant, I’ve brought someone some joy. That’s what makes life worth living.
Never run from anything immortal. It attracts their attention.
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn (via astudyincontrasts)
I’m asked every day for pointers on fiction writing. Here goes: the first thing you have to do as a writer is write. You become the writer of your dreams by writing. Write, write, write. You aren’t a writer until you write, and all the pondering, considering, asking for career advice doesn’t matter until you actually write. Write what interests you, what obsesses you, and not what you think might interest or obsess some one else. Protect your own voice, your own vision, your own characters, your own stories. Go where the pain is; go where the pleasure is. Create the book you want to read, the book you want to live in; the book you love. And then be stubborn. Never cave to rejection or criticism. Just keep going until you find those who “get” what you are doing; and make yourself into the writer you want to be. Ponder the absolute value of individual imagination, individual eccentricity, individual discovery and surprise. And remember: the world needs you. If you don’t write the classics of tomorrow, we won’t have any.
Anne Rice, on writing (5/31/14)
“TL;DR” –> No really, read it. Regardless of what you think of her, it’s sound advice on writing.
A friend of mine and I are running off to The Big City for college in a couple of months–I’m excited, but I’m putting the entire country between myself and everything and everyone (else) I’ve ever loved. I’m terrified, both of the homesickness (which is going to be like having my heart ripped out) and of being chewed up and spit out by the hugeness of the place, and being forced to come back. You see why I’m asking you about this. Any advice?
I can see why you would ask me this, but the times seem to be so different and yet so the same. In my experience, as far as running away to Paris with Nicolas, I only have simple, nearly instinctual advice, unfortunately. Keep in mind that it has been a long, long time since then.
Firstly, I would try to work out your financial matter thoroughly; there was a time or two when other than our apartment, we weren’t much richer than the homeless of Paris. Secondly, dive in and immerse yourself in this city with all your heart and soul and love it as if it were a living, breathing person. Cities have personalities as well as any human. Thirdly, heartbreak from home will ache but remember that your family and friends are only a letter, or email, or call away. Remember that you are not alone in your travelings, and if you were, you always are capable of working your will.
I apologize if this is little help to you but just let the city throw you where it wants you and don’t be afraid if it isn’t where you thought you would go.
Yes, you are alive and that means you can die. And everything I see when I look at you is utterly insubstantial. It is a commingling of tiny movements and indefinable colors as if you haven’t a body at all, but are a collection of heat and light. You are light itself, and what am I now?
Lestat (via jardinsalvaje)
Louis de Pointe du Lac, Interview with the Vampire:
“The old man started to whine. Only my peculiar state of emotions and most unusual feeling of exhaustion kept me from disapproving [of Lestat’s behavior]. I was watching the scene through the open door, enthralled with the colors of the counterpane and the positive riot of color in the old man’s face. His blue veins pulsed beneath his pink and grayish flesh. I found even the yellow of his teeth appealing to me; and I became almost hypnotized by the quivering of his lip."
So one of the reasons I love this quote is that Louis is seeing an ordinary man, what any of us might see as probably a sort of ugly old man, close to death, gross even… But Louis sees the beauty in this man simply because he’s alive.
I see alot of posts on tumblr about people not liking their own appearance. When you see it from an outside perspective like this, where even a dying old man is beautiful, it opens your mind to the possibility that you’re judging yourself too harshly. Everyone can be beautiful. Beauty takes so many forms.
Maybe this is part of why I’m so attached to this book, this series, these characters. Fiction is speculative reality, it’s an escape that’s also a mirror pointed back at us, a suggestion that we might see the world a little differently, perhaps as a little brighter, if only we open ourselves to the possibility.
Take Lestat to bed with you… you don’t have to cook him breakfast when the sun comes up
Anne Rice (via purdykookie)
#AN EXCELLENT POINT, MS. RICE #Except, of course, you’re probably on the menu when you take Lestat to bed with you #Hopefully you’re just the appetizer, tho
ooc; Photoshopped this, because don’t tell me it’s not literally Interview with the Vampire
HAHAHAHA. This is win.
I-want-my-IWTV 
