|Hi, this is my personal tumblr.
I'll be mainly reblogging shiz that I like...other things too...idk, Avengers, Doctor Who, Hetalia maybe even some of my original work though that is few and far between XD I'm an animation student, sometimes I make gifs or draw. I try to tag up what I can but please message me if I forget something
When was super depressed, I wasn’t working—I was always too depressed. Hemingway did his best work when he didn’t drink, then he drank himself to death and blew his head off with a shotgun. Someone asked John Cheever, “What’d you learn from Hemingway?” and he said “I learned not to blow my head off with a shotgun.” I remember going to the Michigan poetry festival, meeting Etheridge Knight there and Robert Creeley. Creeley was so drunk—he was reading and he only had one eye, of course, and had to hold his book like two inches from his face using his one good eye. But you look at somebody like George Saunders—I think he’s the best short story writer in English alive—that’s somebody who tries very hard to live a sane, alert life.
You’re present when you’re not drinking a fifth of Jack Daniel’s every day. It’s probably better for your writing career, you know? I think being tortured as a virtue is a kind of antiquated sense of what it is to be an artist."
My current job is one I’ve been doing during the summers for the past few years, so I actually just had to go in and be like, “I wanna work here...
I am, sometimes, academic in real life - my office is kind of full of frustrated academics.
I don’t always speak in life as I write here, though.
I guess I do know trivia about some things, but I constantly look stuff up for things I post here, so that impression may be over-sold.
The A.I. was quiet for a long moment. When he finally answered he sounded like his calm, collected self, but Pepper wondered at that hesitation.
Only Natasha was still fully clothed, which was pretty impressive, because she was still in her skin-hugging battle uniform. Bruce was starting to...