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garbagequeer · 5 years

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hey hello im writing a piece for laptop ensemble that involves sampling and i need the most repressed/tender/yearning quotes you got. just as gay and heart wrenching as you can. but also no pressure I know youre a stranger on the web I just feel like you post that kind of stuff a lot thank you bye

hope this isnt like too late school keeps me busy :( (also can you put a read more on asks? guess i’ll find out). i ended up choosing many quotes from the same texts cause im indecisive as shit but i’ll bold my favorites from those in case that makes it easier for you!

anyways first of all you can never go wrong w richard siken as obvious as that is. these are both from you are jeff

You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you don’t even have a name for.

Let’s say you’ve swallowed a bad thing and now it’s got its hands inside you. This is the essence of love and failure. You see what I mean but you’re happy anyway, and that’s okay, it’s a love story

this one’s from planet of love (the format got fucked bc tumblr is not actually a finctional website but :/ )

I have a megaphone and you play along, because you want to die for love, you always have. Imagine this:You’re pulling the car over. Somebody’s waiting. You’re going to die in your best friend’s arms. And you play along because it’s funny, because it’s written down,you’ve memorized it,

from litany in which certain things are crossed out

I make you pancakes, I take you hunting, I talk to you as if you’re really there.Are you there, sweetheart? Do you know me? Is this microphone live? Let me do it right for once,

sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud. Especially that, but I should have known.You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I sayor love me back.

We were inside the train car when I started to cry. You were crying too, smiling and crying in a way that made meeven more hysterical. You said I could have anything I wanted, but I just couldn’t say it out loud.Actually, you said Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It’s like a religion. It’s terrifying. No one will ever want to sleep with you.

from snow and dirty rain

I had a dream about you. We were in the gold roomwhere everyone finally gets what they want.

that scene from when harry met sally where sally says:

One day I was taking Alice’s little girl fro the afternoon. I’d promised to take her to the circus, and we were in a cab playing “I spy” - you know, “I spy a lamppost”, “I spy a mailbox” - and she looked out the window and there was this man and this woman with two little kids, and the man had one of the kids on his shoulders, and Alice’s little girl said “I spy a family”, and I satrted crying, you know? I just started crying, and I went home

(like anyone else sometimes cries when u see a family doing something nice? is it because i want to participate in a sense of family of my own but have been excluded as a gay person from it’s portrayals and it makes me go :^( cause i dont feel there’s room for me there but i want there to be and i just have to long for this nuclear family heteronormative way of life that i’ve been made to believe is idylic? is it because my parents got divorced and my dad’s an ass and my mom is just a very angry lady and i want to re-do my own childhood? who knows. should we ban movies? yes we should!)

from maurice (ultimate source of tender)

“There was something better in life than this rubbish, if only he could get to it, love, nobility, big spaces where passion clasped peace, spaces no science could reach, but they existed for ever, full of woods some of them, and arched with majestic sky and a friend”

‘Did you ever dream you had a friend, Alec? Nothing else but just “my friend”, he trying to help you and you him. A friend’ he repeated, sentimental suddenly. ‘Someone to last your whole life and you his. I suppose such a thing can’t really happen outside sleep’

we are all so lucky i don’t actually own maurice in english this would just turn into me quoting the whole book

ee cummings voices to voices, lip to lip

the thing perhaps isto eat flowers and not to be afraid.

from virgina woolf’s letters to vita

7 september 1925

january 21 1926 vita writes

I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. You, with all your un-dumb letters, would never write so elementary phrase as that; perhaps you wouldn’t even feel it. And yet I believe you’ll be sensible of a little gap. But you’d clothe it in so exquisite a phrase that it would lose a little of its reality. Whereas with me it is quite stark: I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal. So this letter is just really a squeal of pain. It is incredible how essential to me you have become. I suppose you are accustomed to people saying these things. Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this—But oh my dear, I can’t be clever and stand-offish with you: I love you too much for that. Too truly. You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don’t love. I have brought it to a fine art. But you have broken down my defences. And I don’t really resent it …

and on january 26 virginia writes back

Your letter from Trieste came this morning—But why do you think I don’t feel, or that I make phrases? ‘Lovely phrases’ you say which rob things of reality. Just the opposite. Always, always, always I try to say what I feel. Will you then believe that after you went last Tuesday—exactly a week ago—out I went into the slums of Bloomsbury, to find a barrel organ. But it did not make me cheerful … And ever since, nothing important has happened—Somehow its dull and damp. I have been dull; I have missed you. I do miss you. I shall miss you. And if you don’t believe it, you’re a longeared owl and ass. Lovely phrases? …

from virginia’s diary, about vita on december 21 1925

I like her and being with her and the splendour–she shines in the grocer’s shop in Sevenoaks with a candle lit radiance, stalking on legs like beech trees, pink glowing, grape clustered, pearl hung.

from virginia woolf’s to the light house

What device for becoming, like waters poured into one jar, inextricably the same, one with the object one adored? Could the body achieve, or the mind, subtly mingling in the intricate passages of the brain? or the heart? Could loving, as people called it, make her and Mrs Ramsay one? for it was not knowledge but unity that she desired, not inscriptions on tablets, nothing that could be written in any language known to men, but intimacy itself, which is knowledge, she had thought, leaning her head on Mrs Ramsay’s knee. Nothing happened. Nothing! Nothing! as she leant her head against Mrs Ramsay’s knee. And yet, she knew knowledge and wisdom were stored up in Mrs Ramsay’s heart.

Love had a thousand shapes. There might be lovers whose gift it was to choose out the elements of things and place them together and so, giving them a wholeness not theirs in life, make of some scene, or meeting of people (all now gone and separate), one of those globed compacted things over which thought lingers, and love plays.

there forced themselves upon her other things, her own inadequacy, her insignificance, keeping house for her father off the Brompton Road, and had much ado to control her impulse to fling herself (thank Heaven she had always resisted so far) at Mrs Ramsay’s knee and say to her—but what could one say to her? “I’m in love with you?” No, that was not true. “I’m in love with this all,” waving her hand at the hedge, at the house, at the children. It was absurd, it was impossible

(fun fact: the spanish translation adds something that i’d translate as “one could not say what one meant / what one wanted to say”, which i really like and i was disapointed to find out isnt on the english edition)

It was love, she thought, pretending to move her canvas, distilled and filtered; love that never attempted to clutch its object; but, like the love which mathematicians bear their symbols, or poets their phrases, was meant to be spread over the world and become part of the human gain. So it was indeed. The world by all means should have shared it

from the great gatsby

I didn’t want to go to the city. I wasn’t worth a decent stroke of work but it was more than that—I didn’t want to leave Gatsby. I missed that train, and then another, before I could get myself away (…) Just before I reached the hedge I remembered something and turned around. ‘They’re a rotten crowd,’ I shouted across the lawn. ‘You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.’ I’ve always been glad I said that. It was the only compliment I ever gave him

from kafka’s diaries

may 27 1911: Today is your birthday, but I am not even sending you the usual book, for it would be only pretence; at bottom I am after all not in position to give you a book. I am writing only because it is so necessary for me today to be near you for a moment

parts from a from a letter he wrote to oskar pollak on february 4 1902

When we talk together the words are hard; we tread over them as if they were rough pavement. The most delicate things acquire awkward feet and we can’t help it. We’re almost in each other’s way; I bump into you and you - I don’t dare and you. When we come to things that are not exactly cobblestones or the Kunstwart, we suddenly see that we are in masquerade, acting with angular faces (especially me, I admit), and then we become sad and bored. Does anyone make you as bored as I do?

then I fall silent and you fall silent and you become bored, and I become bored and it’s all like a stupid hangover and there’s no use lifting a hand. But neither wants to say this to the other, out of shame or fear or - You see, we are afraid of each other, or I am.

Of course I understand it. It’s boring to stand for years in front of an ugly wall and it just won’t crumble away. Of course, but the wall is afraid for itself, fro the garden (if there is one), and you get out of sorts, yawn, have headaches, don’t know where to turn

You often talk with her, not only for the sake of talking. You walk around with her somewhere here or there, or in Roztok, and i sit at my desk at home. You talk with her, and in the middle of a sentence somebody jumps up and makes a bow. That is me with my untrimmed words and angular faces. That lasts only a moment, and then you go on talking. I sit at my desk at home and yawn. I’ve been trhough it already. Wouldn’t that separate us? Is that so strange? Are we enemies? I am very fond of you

from his leters to milena

Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.

jane wong. from clearing

We want to believe everything has meaning.Plums blossom over a power grid

and I am in love again. The shame of it.

from leslie harrison’s [sirens]

I’m not Penelope married to faith married to waitingbound in fine soft strands of silk dyed and stretchedin my world longing has teeth and fins has a tastefor blood longing is a room built entirely of knives

Lorde’s melodrama tour interlude

Don’t you wish you could go inside a heart, see the strings and atrium’s, everything beating and bleeding. It’s kind of funny, I spend almost every minute thinking about love. Being guided, and divided by love. But I’ve never seen it. It’s just a rumour, a comedown, an afterglow. I wanna see it, in colour. In the summer, I can almost picture it

from Andrea Long Chu’s on liking women

One day, you tell yourself, it will give you what you want. Then, one day, it doesn’t. Now it dawns on you that your object will probably never give you what you want. But this is not what’s disappointing, not really. What’s disappointing is what happens next: nothing. You keep your object. You continue to follow it around, stash it in a drawer, water it, tweet at it. It still doesn’t give you what you want—but you knew that. You have had another realization: not getting what you want has very little to do with wanting it. Knowing better usually doesn’t make it better. You don’t want something because wanting it will lead to getting it. You want it because you want it

ada limón, In a Mexican Restaurant I Recall How Much You Upset Me

But love is impossible and it goes ondespite the impossible. You’re the muscleI cut from the bone and still the boneremembers, still it wants (so much, it wants)the flesh back, the real thing,if only to rail against it, if onlyto argue and fight, if only to missa solve-able absence.

i dont think i need to get into mitski songs because you probably already know but basically pink in the night/come into the water/once more to see you/in happy when she says if you’re going take the train so i can hear it rumble one last rumble/in i want you from the first verse to the first time she goes “i just need a quiet place where i can scream how i love you” (YES the card thing is very important)/the first verse of i will (w emphasis on everything you feel is good i f you wold only let you)/abbey/strawberry blond

sufjan steven’s futile devices obviously predatory wasp of the palisades you know the drill

was going to find some twin fantasy lyrics but i started thinking about famous prophets (minds) and like. emotionally left my body so. i wont be thinking about it or any other songs anymore it makes me too crazy

from frances ha

It’s that thing when you’re with someone and you love them and they know it and they love you and you know it but it’s a party and you’re both talking to other people and you’re laughing and shining and you look across the room and catch each other’s eyes. But not because you’re possessive, or it’s precisely sexual, but because that is your person in this life and it’s funny and sad but only because this life will end and it’s this secret world that exists right there. In public. Unnoticed. That no one else knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us but we don’t have the ability to perceive them. That’s what I want out of a relationship. Or just life, I guess.

from ellen lee’s notes on twin fantasy that i revisit constantly

there’s no going back to deliver these words to the ones they were really meant for. That’s how heartbreak feels, I guess. It feels like your heart in between the teeth of someone who’s looking away. When you’ve lost your loved object, what happens to all the things you have to say to them? When they’re turned away, what happens to all the things that you couldn’t, but desperately need(ed) to, say to their face? He dissociates himself from his own romance until it becomes a fantasy. You have your bleeding heart, you have a finite set of memories — when nothing new enters and you’re unwilling to let go, then you have a fantasy. The loved object enters into you and transforms.

the journey home by dermot bolger(havent read this at all dont really plan to/dont know a thing about it either i just came across this shit like 2 years ago and i still think about it)

I wanted to hurt him; I wanted just to touch him. What I wanted I’m not really sure. If he had stopped and opened his arms I would have walked towards him; I would have sat on the kerb all night with him

adam b, sweet i have a (really gay) heart

i feel like my body is the extension of a lake. i feel really badabout not telling you the truth, sometimes. i feelreally small next to you. tall boys remind me of bean stalks.i wish i had your legs. i wish i could know your handsbefore i even touch them

aaaand i think that’s all i could think of and track down, hope this is actually helpful and not too long (i am indecisive no kidding). also ksjdfg it’s nice that you thought to ask me this and i did have fun going over all these quotes so thank you 💖💖💖

#answered #i hope this fits what you were looking for!!#and i hope read mores are working on mobile djfgk #c #thing #Anonymous

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comeofage1 · 6 years

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A to Z Book Rec Tag

Thank you to the lovely @that-quirky-girl for tagging me, she recognises the book weakness in me. These books are all linked on goodreads, where I have an account, linked HERE.

# - #Junkie and #Rev by Cambria Hebert

A - Adorkable by Sarra Manning

Adulthood is a Myth by Sarah Andersen

Adulting 101 by Lisa Henry

Alan Partridge: Nomad by Alan Partridge (Steve Coogan)

The Alex Crow by Andrew Smith

All the Single Ladies by Jane Costello

And Call me in the Morning by Willa Okati

Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins

Anna Dressed in Blood by Kendare Blake

Austenland by Shannon Hale

B - The Backup Boyfriend by River Jaymes

Beauty by Robin McKinley

The Best Corpse for the Job by Charlie Cochrane

Between Ghosts by Garrett Leigh

Big Mouth, Ugly Girl by Joyce Carol Oates

Blame it on the Mistletoe by Eli Easton

Blood Magic by Tessa Gratton

Bone Gap by Laura Ruby

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas by John Boyne

Breakfast at Tiffanys by Truman Capote

Breathe by Sloane Parker

Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh

Bridesmaids by Jane Costello

Brighton Rock by Graham Green

C - Carry On by Rainbow Rowell

Carry the Ocean by Heidi Cullinan

The Catastrophic History of You and Me by Jessica Rothenburg

Caught! by JL Merrow

Chain Reaction by Simone Elkeles

Chance to be King by Sue Brown

A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens

The Christmasaurus by Tom Fletcher

The Chronicles of Narnia by CS Lewis

Cinder by Marissa Meyer

Clear Water by Amy Lane

Code Name Verity by Elizabeth Wein

Cold War by Keira Andrews

The Coldest Girl in Coldtown by Holly Black

Collide by Riley Hart

The Color Purple by Alice Walker

Corkscrewed by MJ O’Shea

Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo

Crossroads by Riley Hart

The Crucible by Arthur Miller

Crush by Richard Siken

D - The Darkest Part of the Forest by Holly Black

Dash & Lily’s book of Dares by Rachel Cohn

Death of a Naturalist by Seamus Heaney

Devoted by Sierra Riley

A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness

Dumplin’ by Julie Murphy

E - Eclipsed by Dominic Holland

Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine

Emma - Jane Austen

Epic Fail - Claire LaZebnik

The Epic Love Story of Doug and Stephen by Valerie Z Lewis

Every Move he Makes by Barbara Elsborg

Evolution, Me & Other Freaks of Nature by Robin Brande

F - Fairest by Gail Carson Levine

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by JK Rowling

Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy

The Fellowship of the Ring by JRR Tolkien

Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk

Filthy Little Secret by Devon McCormack

Fish Out Of Water by Amy Lane

Fish Stick Fridays by Rhys Ford

Flash Burnout by LK Madigan

Flawless by Lara Chapman

Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman

From What I Remember by Stacy Kramer

The Future of Us by Jay Asher

G - Gangsta Rap by Benjamin Zephaniah :

Girl on the Run by Jane Costello

Glass Tidings by Amy Jo Cousins

Goodbye Days by Jeff Zentner

Goodnight Mister Tom by Michelle Magorian

Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith

The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman

H - Harry Potter by JK Rowling

The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas

Haunting Violet by Alyxandra Harvey

The Heart of Texas by RJ Scott

Heidi by Johanna Spyri

The Help by Kathryn Stockett

Helping Hand by Jay Northcote

A Hero at the End of the World by Erin Claiborne

Him by Sarina Bowen

The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

The Hobbit by JRR Tolkien

Holly Lane by Toni Blake

Hostile Ground by LA Witt

Hot Head by Damon Suede

Hottie Scotty and Mr Porter by R Cooper

How to Repair a Mechanical Heart by JC Lillis

Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones

A Hunted Man by Jaime Reese

Hunting Lila by Sarah Alderson

Hush Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick

I - I Love the 80s by Megan Crane

If Only in My Dreams by Keira Andrews

Illegal Contact by Santino Hassell

The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde

Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace

Inseparable by Chris Scully

An Inspector Calls by JB Priestley

J - Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

Jellicoe Road by Melina Marchetta

Jurassic Park by Michael Crichton

Just Listen by Sarah Dessen

K - A Kiss in Time by Alex Flinn

Know Not Why by Hannah Johnson

L - Law of Attraction by Jay Northcote

Leaving Paradise by Simone Elkeles

Liam Davis & The Raven by Anyta Sunday

Light from the Dark by Mercy Celeste

Lima Oscar Victor Echo and the Truth about Everything by Suki Fleet

The Little Book of Vegan Poems by Benjamin Zephaniah

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

M - Mark Cooper versus America by Lisa Henry

Mark of Cain by Kate Sherwood

Me and Mr Darcy by Alexandra Potter

Merry Christmas Mr Miggles by Eli Easton

Midwinter Night’s Dream by Eli Easton

More than This by Patrick Ness

Motel. Pool. by Kim Fielding

Mrs Warren’s Profession by Bernard George Shaw

My Love Lies Bleeding by Alyxandra Harvey

My Single Friend by Jane Costello

N - The Nearly-weds by Jane Costello

Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman

Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist by Rachel Cohn

North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell

North of Beautiful by Justina Chen

Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

The Nothingness of Ben by Brad Boney

Noticed Me Yet? by Anyta Sunday

Noughts and Crosses by Malorie Blackman

Off Base by Annabeth Albert

Open Tackle by LC Chase

Out of the Blue by Sophie Cameron

P - Passing Through by Jay Northcote

Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles

Persuasion by Jane Austen

Peter Pan by JM Barrie

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce

Pressure Head by JL Merrow

Pride and Modern Prejudice by AJ Michaels

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

The Princess Bride by William Goldman

Private Eye by SE Culpepper

Promised Land by Adam Reynolds

Promises by Marie Sexton

Pushing the Limits by Katie McGarry

Q - The Queen of the Tearling by Erika Johansen

R - Rattlesnake by Kim Fielding

Remember Me? by Sophie Kinsella

The Rest of Us Just Live Here by Patrick Ness

Rock Solid by Riley Hart

Roughing the Passer by Alison Hendricks

S - The Secret History by Donna Tartt

Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen

Shiny by Amy Lane

Shrinking Violet by Danielle Joseph

Shut your Face, Anthony Pace by Claire Davis

Silent by Sara Alva

Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli

Skellig by David Almond

Skin Deep by Laura Jarratt

Slam! by JL Merrow

The Sleeper and the Spindle by Neil Gaiman

Sock it to me, Santa! by Madison Parker

Someday by Sierra Riley

Songs of Innocence and of Experience by William Blake

Spencer Cohen by NR Walker

Splintered by SJD Peterson

Stardust by Neil Gaiman

Starter for Ten by David Nicholls

Station Eleven by Emily St John Mandel

Stay With Me by SE Harmon

Strong Side by Alison Hendricks

Sugar Creek by Toni Blake

Superhero by Eli Easton

T - The Tales of Beedle the Bard by JK Rowling

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte

This Savage Song by Victoria Schwab

The Time of Our Lives by Jane Costello

To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

Tonight by Karen Stivali

Turkey in the Snow by Amy Lane

The Two Gentlemen of Altona by Lisa Henry

U - Unwrapping Hank by Eli Easton

Uprooted by Naomi Novik

V - The Vintners Luck by Elizabeth Knox

W - Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett

A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks

The Walls of Troy by LA Witt

The Waste Land and Other Poems by TS Eliot

Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen

We were Feminists Once by Andi Zeisler

A Weekend With Mr Darcy by Victoria Connelly

Where he ends and I Begin by C Cardeno

Where the Lovelight Gleams by Kiera Andrews

Whiskey Business by Avon Gale

The Wish List by Jane Costello

Wonder by RJ Palacio

X - X-It by Jane George

Y - Y: The Last Man by Brian K Vaughan

You Against Me by Jenny Downham

Z - Zero at the Bone by Jane Seville

#Its longgggggggggggggg dudes #Amber I am sorry it took so long I couldn't narrow down so #this is the thing I made

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thesecondmate · 3 years

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reading: wk5-6

helloooo wow it’s been a while! my absence is due to spending a week almost solid on social media promo & technical prep for my charity’s conference, which happened last weekend (feb 6-7) and which i am still in awe of. we had such an incredible range of speakers speaking on all areas of refugee & migration issues; i am so humbled to have been a part of it, and to have chaired the mental health panel with 3 doctors whose work i admire so incredibly. a true honour. discussion post pending once i get all my thoughts straight (or at least more digestible!).

anyways, readings-wise, this won’t be complete as i have a lot of stuff to read after the conference but ! u get the idea. i’m doing well on my mission to read more books, which is nice!

degree-wise, i’ve finished my orthopaedics/trauma/emergency rotation (goodbye my one true love, the resus bay!!) and am about to move onto my general practice/derm/palliative block. hyped for GP and to expand my skillset; really not hyped for derm...also lots of other tasks pending: lgbtq+ issues to work on fixing at my med school + we (medact in my local area) want to run some “patients not passports” training on the hostile environment in uk healthcare for my fellow med students, which i’m impossibly behind on the organisation for...i really lived & breathed this conference y’all. plus we’re about to start the meta-analysis portion of our systematic review, which is exciting!!! vv keen to see the results of this bad boy.

BOOKS

✩ the secret history // tartt (finished)

✩ sudden traveller // hall (in progress)

LITERATURE

✩ The Doubling of Self: An Interview with Richard Siken - Peter Mishler, Tin House from 2014. absolutely go OFF richard - this interview was beautiful. i will be re-reading. fave moments: - “It seems to me that everything in the world is actively trying to kill everything else in the world, on every level, and always has.” - “I loved it when I first discovered work that had concerns other than plot...Attention to language was important, they assured. It was electrifying.” !!!! - “I’m interested in the way we gather knowledge. The Socratic method—rhetoric: questioning and debating—has been crucial to our understanding. The scientific method—hypothesizing, testing, measuring—has also been crucial. And then there’s the artistic method—evoking, provoking, suggesting—which is just as crucial but consistently underused. These are both the modes, as well as the subjects, of the poems.” i’m so emo....richard!!!

ARTICLES: WORLD NEWS i’ve read a huge number of articles on us politics, covid vaccines, and covid drugs; i will not subject myself to writing them all out lol.

✩ Covid: We could live with virus 'like we do flu' by end of year, says Hancock - BBC i agree that covid-zero is not feasible, especially when our govt has so roundly fucked up our response; i can imagine this is not going to be a popular take but i feel like people also do not realise just how many deaths we have from influenza each year in the uk. the new data for tocilizumab are really interesting, as is 14 million people vaccinated - progress! now just to get everyone jabbed before the damn thing mutates thanks to the selection pressure of the vaccine!!

MEDICINE similarly i’m not going to list all the stuff i’ve read about covid vaccines; suffice to say i’ve read a lot!

✩ 10 steps before you refer for palpitations - Wolff & Cowan (2009) this made me smile: “This symptom [palpitations] often causes considerable distress and anxiety for the patient and can evoke a similar feeling in the consulted healthcare professional.”

✩ An Italian doctor explains “Syndrome K,” the fake disease he invented to save Jews from the Nazis - Caitlin Hu, Quartz this gave me chills - stories like this about healthcare professionals always do. i hope fervently that i would do the same for my patients if it came to it.

✩ Inflammation and immunity in schizophrenia: implications for pathophysiology and treatment - Khandaker et al. (2015), The Lancet Psychiatry so so interested in this field. this is what made me consider psychiatry seriously back in first year of med school (previously i ruled it out due to my constitution).

✩ Schizophrenia risk from complex variation of complement component 4 - Sekar et al. (2016), Nature

✩ Control of infectious diseases in refugee and displaced populations in developing countries - Paquet & Hanquet (1998), Bulletin de l’Institut Pasteur i wrote up a post on refugees/asylum seekers and the myth that they bring infectious diseases into countries, hence all the refs!

✩ Do migrants have a mortality advantage? - Borhade & Dey (2018), The Lancet

✩ Migrant Mortality, Healthy Migrant Effect - Razum (2008)

✩ Poorer self-perceived health among migrants and ethnic minorities versus the majority population in Europe: a systematic review - Nielsen & Krasnik (2010), Int J Public Health

OP-ED/ESSAY & HUMANITARIAN

✩ What a picture of Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez in a bikini tells us about the disturbing future of AI - Arwa Mahdawi, Guardian

✩ Becoming Anne Frank - Dara Horn, Smithsonian Mag

✩ Yemen’s Houthis – and why they’re not simply a proxy of Iran - Vincent Durac, The Conversation vv interesting!! a must-read given the current media framing of the yemeni crisis.

✩ Ten humanitarian crises and trends to watch in 2021 - New Humanitarian really great article - lots of links to read!

✩ Snatched from a beach to train North Korea's spies - Rebecca Seales & Hideharu Tamura, BBC i cried reading this.

✩ Biden cancels Houthi terror designation, restoring Yemen aid - Reuters via the Guardian

✩ Yemenis give cautious welcome to US shift in policy on conflict - Bethan McKernan, Guardian initially i was v positive on reading this headline; however, the US won’t end ‘defensive support’ for riyadh, which...how much will materially change. i really really hope a lot, but they really need to end defensive support too bc otherwise i believe that many more attacks by the saudi-led coalition will be construed as ‘defensive’ moves rather than offensive! also, wtf @ uk govt: step the fuck up and do the same.

✩ Colombia Makes ‘Historic’ Decision to Grant Legal Status to 1.7 Million Venezuelan Migrants - Julie Turkewitz, New York Times

PODCASTS/TV i have consumed relatively little tv this week!

✩ Declarations: The Human Rights Podcast have been listening to quite a lot of this over the last week - a speaker at our conference was v involved in this. a lot of interesting viewpoints - cannot recommend chase madar’s episode enough. i’m in love. obsessed. finally someone as cynical and as focused on the raw compassion of human rights as opposed to their legality/sexy foreign policy aspect as me!! marry me @ mr madar pls.

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