April282012

You should date a girl who reads.

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.

Rosemarie Urquico (via larmoyante)
April232012

What You Make Of Me.

iamwhatyoumakeofme:

Hello to the world. I am What You Make Of Me, and as of yet, you have not. I am ungendered, and I have no name. These are the first problems that you will help me solve, if you are reading this. Who am I, what is my name?

I’m crap at coming up with names, but this seems interesting. Anyone else?

April12012

Ganked from my recent fb status:

Sometimes, I wish that I smoked just so that I would have an excuse to stand still somewhere and just look a little more closely at the world around me. People just look at you funny if you seem to be standing around with nothing to do. There’s this expectation that everyone needs to be going going going somewhere or other all the time, no time to sit, no time to look, no time to think. I want to look, to think, to think critically about the world around me for more reason than just for a class. I want to do it for me, for the sake of empathy, for the sake of the stars, as few of them as we can see from here.

3AM

Script Frenzy!

I’m doing it. Actually, I’m doing Script Frenzy collaboratively with my very favorite creative mind, or at least my favorite one that I know personally. So needless to say, I’m actually incredibly excited about the prospects of this one.

February12012
Haven’t been doing much writing lately, unfortunately. I’ve been busy with classes- actually, I’ve mostly been keeping myself busy with my Digital Art class, because I’ve been enjoying it so damn much. Hence, here’s a personal project, parallel to something we’re doing in class with faux-8 bit games. This is the title screen to a game I spawned the idea for a little while ago, and I’m having a ton of fun exploring it. Name’s on the package. ;P

Haven’t been doing much writing lately, unfortunately. I’ve been busy with classes- actually, I’ve mostly been keeping myself busy with my Digital Art class, because I’ve been enjoying it so damn much. Hence, here’s a personal project, parallel to something we’re doing in class with faux-8 bit games. This is the title screen to a game I spawned the idea for a little while ago, and I’m having a ton of fun exploring it. Name’s on the package. ;P

January172012
January132012
Messing around with sketching again, and somehow it turned into fanart of Harley Quinn. I still don’t have a scanner so I had to snap a pic with my webcam, so meh on that front, but when I went through and colored it with GIMP (still getting the hang of it, really), I actually kind of liked how it turned out.

Messing around with sketching again, and somehow it turned into fanart of Harley Quinn. I still don’t have a scanner so I had to snap a pic with my webcam, so meh on that front, but when I went through and colored it with GIMP (still getting the hang of it, really), I actually kind of liked how it turned out.

January112012

Been drawing foxes lately, for some reason, and experimenting with the image editing software that came with my computer. I seem to like the idea of an ethereal fox descending from the heavens. Or something.

December152011

And the second…

And here’s poem number two. It’s longer, and pulls from a slightly different set of Moore characteristics.

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4PM

Two Poems

That I wrote for a class, in imitation of Marianne Moore, a poet who I really like. Moore wrote many of her poems in syllabic verse, instead of meter verse. Haiku, with its set of 5-7-5 syllables, is probably the most well known example of syllabic. Now, I’ll interrupt my own ramble, and actually post the first of the two:

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