1. It really bothers me how some authors are only willing to talk to other authors, never to unpublished writers. I hope I don’t get like that after I’m published…

  2. Take wrong turns. Talk to strangers. Open unmarked doors. And if you see a group of people in a field, go find out what they are doing. Do things without always knowing how they’ll turn out. You’re curious and smart and bored, and all you see is the choice between working hard and slacking off. There are so many adventures that you miss because you’re waiting to think of a plan. To find them, look for tiny interesting choices. And remember that you are always making up the future as you go.
    Randall Munroe  (via modernhepburn)

    (Source: goodreads.com, via scottryantracey)

  3. liamdryden:

vondell-swain:

safarizone:


Makin’ my way downtown
walking fast
faces pass and I’m homebound

Perfect caption.

omg

hahahaha

    liamdryden:

    vondell-swain:

    safarizone:

    Makin’ my way downtown

    walking fast

    faces pass and I’m homebound

    Perfect caption.

    omg

    hahahaha

    (Source: greedyandpoor, via timekeeper101)

  4. justjasper:

    sometimes i really wish i could punch people in the opinions

    (via batmansbutt)

  5. (Source: becomingroux, via leahclifford)

  6. danielnadcliffe:

    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the truth
    • i only speak the-
    • CHUMBA CHUMBA 
    • HEY CHUMBA CHUMBA
    • CHUMBA CHUMBA
    • MY EETY BEETY THING THING HEY CHUMBA

    (Source: batmansbutt)

  7. ickynicky:

It’s a fucking Mona Lisa Frank.
    High Res

    ickynicky:

    It’s a fucking Mona Lisa Frank.

    (Source: renamok, via fatseux)

  8. An Open Letter to Tom Milsom

    [Note: Sorry this took 3 hours to write, but it takes a while to form a good rebuttal.]

    Dear Tom Milsom,

    Earlier today you tweeted angrily about the many problems with the 8-bit remix of Lady Godiva as written by Alex Day. You said the remix had several incorrect notes. You said that the popularity of the song was completely misguided, blind to the lack of artistic value. You said that Alex was “vilifying the music industry” for his own personal gain.

    I’d like to submit a rebuttal.

    I seriously doubt that Alex didn’t care about the art of the song, or about making the song as good as possible. Alex seems to care about making a song as good as it can be, or else all his music would be shit, and he wouldn’t be interested in making music with other people who put hard work into making great music.

    The thing is, Alex probably didn’t even check the 8-bit remix for errors, and not because he was being a bigheaded prat who was only using other people’s music for his own gain.  No, he probably didn’t check it because he trusted the creator of this version to be good. He trusted that the creator had knowledge of and experience in such a remix, and cared as much about the art of the song as Alex does. As you do.

    Obviously, in your opinion, he was wrong. And instead of rationally explaining how much it offended you—instead of doing anything to fix the problem—you attacked him, and you attacked the creator of the song, and you attacked their fans.

    Many of whom, Tom, are your fans, too.

    You said that what pisses you off the most is that “everyone’s just going OMG IT’S SO GOOD without thinking.” Well, yeah. Of course they are. I mean, I wasn’t sure that the notes were really wrong until you pointed it out—and Tom, I have absolutely no idea what the difference is between 8-bit and 16-bit. You say you want to make music, you say you want to make artful music, and yet you’ve completely misjudged the most important part of music: its fanbase.

    We’re not all artists, Tom. We’re not all musicians. You honestly think the majority of the people who buy music have any idea how much goes into making it? You honestly think that some of the horrible music that makes it to the top of the charts gets there because people admire the art of it? Tom, most people couldn’t tell you the difference between a quarter note and a sixteenth.

    And yeah, you’re right. When that’s what comprises your fan base, scaling the charts is probably pretty pointless and “ugly.” Frankly, a lot of the time it seems to come down to nothing more than a popularity contest. And maybe that is wrong, maybe it is, but that doesn’t mean that legitimate musicians can’t come out on top.

    You said that Alex was vilifying record labels for personal gain. I don’t agree. I think he has presented his argument against them. I’m outside the loop of the music industry, so you’ll have to forgive me for my ignorance, but I’m sure that most record labels do perfectly legitimate work that is woefully unnoticed. However, as someone who is dedicated to the art of music, I would think you could also see the great danger and damage of a company being in charge of music.

    Assuming he wasn’t lying, Alex said in his video that one label wanted him to stop making up his own songs completely and sing only things that the label approved for him. Surely this is damaging to the creative process of music creation? What was next for him, being one of those idiotic fools at the Grammies who lets a computer bellow out their music for them while they grind all over half-naked women? The labels were in on those offensive displays, too, Tom.

    In the end, it comes down to this: the remix wasn’t done as well as you thought it should have been. It wasn’t done as well as you thought you could do it. It insulted you. Yet the fans bought it nonetheless. The fans may be ignorant, they may be buying the song for all the wrong reasons, but it is being bought, and listened to, and even remembered. And ultimately, whether the charts are important or not, it’s the fans that make your music.

    Best wishes,

    Me