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Jess, Melbourne, 20's. Things I like may be found here (pretty pictures, quotes, recipes, occasional demented fangirlism).
Also occasional liveblogs of books by a completely amazing bastard called Dorothy Dunnett.


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llamapunk:

I just finished The Beacon at Alexandria by Gillian Bradshaw a few days ago. It was wonderful! If you don’t know it, it’s about a young woman who wants to be a doctor in 4th century eastern Roman Empire*. It had all the things I love in historical fiction -…

Chipping in my two cents’ worth to say that I started The Game of Kings in late January, and I have been reading literally nothing but Dunnett ever since (or, no, I may have taken a two-book break in between Lymond and the House of Niccolo, which was very good advice so my thanks to whoever from the tinyfandom told me to do that).

I have shrieked aloud in my empty house, I have cried hysterical tears, I have had six tabs open trying to keep up with the contemporary textual references; I have been baffled, outraged, incensed, infuriated, and literally clinging to the edge of my seat. I have lost an entire night’s sleep over Checkmate and I expect to do so again over Caprice and Rondo, the final book in the next series. I have been so completely overwhelmed by this magnificent bastard of an author and her bastardly, magnificent characters that I have resorted to liveblogging the entire affair as a way to survive it- and I know I’m not the only one. I have been reduced to gibbering incoherence by perfectly innocent and hitherto-unassociated songs coming up on shuffle, setting off a chance association, and resulting in me driving around my home town gesticulating like a lunatic. I am increasingly convinced that I will never be quite the same again.

And I’ve just spent fifteen minutes writing this post instead of getting out of bed and am now running late for work. Because of Dunnett. Again. So my honest advice would be- absolutely, absolutely, read these books. Get hold of them however you possibly can, clutch them to your chest and devour them in great, greedy gulps. Read under the sheets at midnight again, give your life temporarily to a set of entirely fictitious, heartbreakingly real characters. Read them and read them and read them.

Just- don’t expect your life to carry on as usual while you do.

avianrecon:

Kestrel family in England. 

Source.

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billdomonkos:

(GIF: Bill Domonkos, 2014) (Photo: Woman Reading, 1890)

billdomonkos:

(GIF: Bill Domonkos, 2014) (Photo: Woman Reading, 1890)

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Kate pushed him aside and vibrated the handle. “What do you think you’re doing? Let me in!”
Through the thickness of the door, his voice came, slow and flippant. “Mistress Somerville! The proprieties!” said Lymond; and though they banged and rattled and threatened, nothing more could they get out of him that day.

Dorothy Dunnett,The Game of Kings (via master-of-foolhardy-plans)

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Oh god, how is it possible that these two are worse than Lymond and [spoilers]? HOW IS IT BLOODY POSSIBLE

WORSE AND WORSER AND WORSER STILL. YOU RIDICULOUS FUCKUPS, STOP TORTURING EACH OTHER AND PLAY WITH YOUR SON. There are whole books of potential happiness left!

Oh god, there are whole books left. Books, plural.

I’m gonna die, aren’t I?

areyoutryingtodeduceme:

flockofflamingos:

Old Spice ALS Ice Bucket Challenge

everyone go home this is the best one.

Also apparently they’ve reached over $50 MILLION IN DONATIONS this is freaking amazing ;___;

WHY IS HE SO PERFECT.
MOTHER OF PEARL.

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chocolate-frosted:

ugly—cupcakes:

Dark Chocolate Cupcakes with Salted Caramel Buttercream 

chocolate-frosted:

ugly—cupcakes:

Dark Chocolate Cupcakes with Salted Caramel Buttercream 

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lvurenhenson:

Composer Jim Wilson has recorded the sound of crickets and then slowed down the recording, revealing something so amazing. The crickets sound like they are singing the most angelic chorus in perfect harmony. Though it sounds like human voices, everything you hear in the recording is the crickets themselves.

The recording contains two tracks played at the same time: The first is the natural sound of crickets played at regular speed, and the second is the slowed down version of crickets’ voices.

“I discovered that when I slowed down this recording to various levels, this simple familiar sound began to morph into something very mystic and complex……..almost human.”

This is beautiful.

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theartofanimation:

Snow Skadi

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nokkasili:

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nokkasili:

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