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starlight-bread-blog · 2 months
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Me: I shouldn't disturb Neil Gaiman. I shouldn't send an ask unless I really have no way of getting the information otherwise. I'll check old interviews and all the articles that vaguely mention the subject. Of course it goes without saying that I'll read though the FAQ in its entirety. Only then, will I send an ask. However, I'd be very polite and praise his work, as anyone would. I'd also keep it short, because I don't want to waste his time. But I'd keep it very very respectful. I'd be sending a message to a very talented, amazing author that deals with god knows how many like me. Or I'd just stay in the dark and not send him an ask. Yeah, I'll do that.
My Dash:
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brandyschillace · 24 days
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I grew up as the weird (autistic) goth kid who spent a lot of time in graveyards. I didn’t have friends. So I invented them. That’s why I’m an author, I think. I crafted worlds full of wondrous diversity, quirky characters, peculiar souls. I knitted them into families. I often felt at home when I read; the work of Neil Gaiman, of Terry Pratchett, of Ursula Le Guin, of Terry Brooks… My fiction is meant to be participatory too. When you read it, you should feel like you came home and friends were waiting to greet you.
Maybe in a really cool graveyard—like this one at Scone Castle.
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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 years
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I went to a meet-and-greet with Neil Gaiman and I told him that my favorite work of his was The Graveyard Book and he spit in my face.
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watertribe-enya · 2 years
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Lots of people make fun of Jonathan Harker for not recognizing what's up with Dracula, despite the warning signs...And I feel the need to point out that Neil Gaiman's "The Graveyard Book" had Silas, a character who:
• does not cast a reflection
• only eats one kind of ( unspecified) food
• is very pale, has razor sharp nails, makes people feel insecure/ troubled for no apparent reason
• sleeps through the day and only comes out after sunset
• is neither dead nor alive
• sleeps inside a trunk filled with earth
• crawls down walls head first
• can fly and is compared to a bat when doing so
• has some form of mind control powers
• is bothered/ weakened by sunlight in some form
And people to this day question what kind of being this man could possibly be. I somehow doubt you all would have done any better than Jonathan. Modern readers seem to be just as, if not more more oblivious than him if a story does not explicitly spell out that it's featuring a vampire.
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tsyvia48 · 6 months
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Author & Mensch: Reflections on the impact of @neil-gaiman on my life, in essay and doodle
As a woman of a certain age, I am a well-practiced overthinker. Nerd, geek, know-it-all, intellectual, the names have been biting or praise depending on who wielded them. They’re all true, and I embrace them. 
In the early days of adulthood, when I was a wee 20-something overthinking nerd, geek, know-it-all, intellectual (20+ years ago), I became deeply interested in image and text and text-as-image. While friends were watching and arguing over Survivor, I was obsessing over Peter Greenaway’s The Pillowbook and Prospero's Books and Neil Gaiman’s Sandman. (To this day my copies of the Sandman graphic novels and the English translation of The Pillowbook of Sei Shonagon are proudly displayed on the good bookshelves—you know, the ones I want people to peruse.)
Sandman isn't merely good storytelling and good art, it teases at some of the fundamental questions to which my religion-major heart was consistently and reliably drawn. It modeled a way of rendering the questions—and suggested answers—I would never have imagined on my own.
In those days, I created an artist's book: an altered gift edition of Hamlet. I explored Ophelia’s femininity and the inevitability of her break with her mental health, caught as she is between Hamlet and her father. I imagined her story if she’d had true agency. I investigated the way art (fan art?!) had shaped my understanding of the play and my relationship to it. I layered in my story—my resonance and dissonance with hers—and my art, along with images of famous and not-so-famous paintings of Ophelia. I proudly named Greenaway and Gaiman as influences. 
I imagined myself an artist. And, truthfully, I suppose I was one. 
I read Good Omens back then, too, delighting over the religious tropes and subversions, the humor, and the fundamental faith in humanity that shone through. 
In the two decades since then, below the din of “responsible” choices (that have mostly moved me away from imagining myself an artist) there has been a melody quietly bringing me comfort, shifting my perspective, and reminding me who I want to be. When I stop to listen for and name the music, I realize much of it generates from Neil Gaiman. 
The Graveyard Book gave me comfort and hope as a new parent. 
Ocean at the End of the Lane reminded me of the layers and the depths⏤the archetypes and metaphors⏤present in everything around me, if I am willing to seek them.
Neil’s anecdote about meeting Neil Armstrong has been a talisman against imposter syndrome. Or, more precisely, it has been a permission slip for forgiving myself when the imposter syndrome inevitably surfaces.
The episode of Dr Who he wrote (“the Doctor’s Wife”) changed the way I understand the entire Dr Who experience before and since. 
Lucifer (tv), which his work inspired, gave me joy, comfort and distraction through a tough time in my life. 
When, a few years ago, I realized he is Jewish, I had that swelling of pride and resonance that I always get when someone I admire shares that identity with me.
And now there’s the Good Omens tv series. It has opened something in me I didn’t realize was closed. Crowley and Aziraphale are helping me better understand myself, and love, and gender, and storytelling, and, believe it or not, Torah. I am writing again for the first time in ages. I'm drawing more often and with more joy than I’ve known maybe since childhood.
I’ve been getting back into my gratidoodle practice, drawing and writing what I’m grateful for. And when I decided to add Neil Gaiman’s face and some words about my appreciation for his work to my sketchbook, I realized he’s brought me full circle.
Text and image and text-as-image + Neil Gaiman + story is an old constellation for me. And once again, I find my thoughts dancing, shifting, blossoming to the quiet melody of (one of?) the greatest storyteller(s) of this generation. 
And now that I am actively engaging with other Gaiman fans, I see how responsive and kind and encouraging he is to those of us who love his work, and his name is permanently etched on my heart: a benefactor, a teacher, a role model.
How satisfying and fitting that such a powerful and resonant voice, miraculously, thankfully, beautifully, also seems to be a genuine mensch. 
B”H (thanks to God) that I am alive at the same time as such a one.
#I didn't realize I was going to write AND draw when I started this #but I felt I needed both #I wish I had a flatbed scanner #this photo doesn't do it justice #there's greater nuance in the color in person #Stories matter #Art matters #like, really matters #Neil Gaiman is a gift to this world #Good Omens #Crowley and Aziraphale #Ocean at the End of the Lane #The Graveyard Book #Neil Armstrong and imposter syndrome #The Doctor's Wife #So grateful for tumblr
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eggdrawsthings · 2 months
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Really excited to post this one cuz he's my fav character, my first brainrot, my crush when I was just a wee lad. He's Bod's guardian and to me, he's even more like a father to Bod than Bod's adopted parents themselves. I have a serious obsession w him ngl askjdhalsd. I do wanna draw more of him soon when I have the time :3
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natuart · 5 months
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Happy Birthday Neil Gaiman! ♡
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@neil-gaiman If you see this I hope you have a beautiful day!! ♡
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I share this sketch that I did in 2019 because I didn't have time to make a drawing today hahahaha
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So after waking up, I was drinking tea and enjoying the rain. I left the house to walk through the garden, soon joined by my cat, Vampi, although it wasn't long before he ran to hide when the rain came back a little harder. At that moment, for some reason I remembered that it was November 10th and I hadn't done the birthday drawing as I had planned. Luckily, I remembered drawing Neil in a sketchbook back in 2019. And here he is. I present to you a drawing that I made before the pandemic, it is strange that those drawings come to light.
My English is bad, so this is all Google Translate, I hope it's not bad xD
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I present to you: my collection of the WM mass market paperback Neil Gaiman books (with the amazing covers by Robert McGinnis)
I believe I’m only missing Anansi Boys in this edition, since 4 out of 7 of these were gifts from my mother for Christmas and I really didn’t have the heart to ask her for a book with mostly naked ladies on the cover
I’ve been slowly building my collection of these specific editions, since I love Neil Gaiman’s writing but - frankly - hate the most common editions. The white minimalist covers just really aren’t my style, but I LOVE these illustrated ones.
I’m happy that my collection is almost complete now :)
Thx for tolerating me being a nerd and way too picky about my books
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damiengravehill · 7 months
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Silas preparing Bod for his first day in school 🥀🦇
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bookaddict24-7 · 27 days
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"He would go somewhere no one knew him, and he would sit in a library all day and read books and listen to people breathing."
―The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman
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starlight-bread-blog · 3 months
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If Neil Gaiman and David Tennant are having Imposter Syndrome, you're good.
(Transcript Below)
Neil Gaiman: The first problem of any kind of even limited success, is the unshakable conviction that you are getting away with something, and that any moment now, they will discover you.
David Tennant: For me, that's what being an actor is about. Sort of going, this is all, it's all on one level, it's all just a bit silly. And I can't really believe I'm getting away with this. And at some point someone's gonna tap me on the sholder and go 'Come on, you've had your fun. Move on. There are some people who can actually do this. There are some proper actors in the world. Stop pretending, and move on. You're a little wee nae from Paisley. You don't really get to do this.
Neil Gaiman: In my case I was convinced there would a knock on the door, and a man with a clipboard – I don't know why he had a clipboard, but in my head he always had a clipboard – would be there and tell me it was all over, and they've caught up with me, and now I would have to go and get a real job. One that didn't consist of making things up and writing them down, and reading books I wanted to read. And then, I would go away quietly. And get the kind of job I would have to get up early in the morning, and wear a tie, and not make things up anymore.
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geekynerfherder · 5 months
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Showcasing art from some of my favourite artists, and those that have attracted my attention, in the field of visual arts, including vintage; pulp; pop culture; books and comics; concert posters; fantastical and imaginative realism; classical; contemporary; new contemporary; pop surrealism; conceptual and illustration.
The art of P Craig Russell. 
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thatstudyblrontea · 10 months
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You're alive, Bod. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything. If you can change the world, the world will change.
Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book
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jooemarmay · 8 months
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Made this little illustration after rereading The Graveyard Book !!
It was one of my favorite books as a child but I never had the occasion to read it since, and I forgot the whole story.
It was a joy to rediscover this magical tale 💙💜
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I love how Neil Gaiman’s works intricately weaves fantastical elements into our familiar world. While I am absolutely fond of works that take place entirely within a fantasy world (e.g., LOTR), it’s easy for me to get lost in those worlds and feel a sense of emptiness when I’ve finished the stories. But Gaiman’s works feel like a gentle guide who makes sure I find the way back into my world and reassures me that the way’s not closed forever. They make us look at our world with a more magical, kinder eyes.
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eggdrawsthings · 29 days
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Miss Lupescu - a werewolf, or as they called themselves, the Hounds of God. She acts as Bod’s guardian when Silas is away 🐺
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