Jack Kerouac is one of my writing heroes.
Thank you for not following the rules!
| like a little lost sputnik |
Books|Writing|Random Occasional MeanderingsI love writing, and this is one way to actually get me to write. Book reviews|Quotes|Author profiles|and other random posts on movies, music, or whatever else that inspires me to create. My 'diary' of sorts on my journey to becoming a published author.
Me: I'm Britta Kirk. Writing my first novel| about to hop a flight across the pond to a small town called Bangor in Wales, to dissect the anatomy of the novel (Creative Writing MA program). In other words, I'm on a journey to discover why Hogwarts is more tangible than a nine to five, or how words piled atop each other becomes true love, or vampires that sparkle in the sunlight. I love that through novels, you can create an entire world, and all the people in it; You feel as if you're a citizen of that world, and those characters are your best friends. Personal Tumblr: PhoenixTwist
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Thank you for visiting! Feel free to browse through the links below for my list of favorites/books.
READING NOW: Sputnik Sweetheart by Haruki Murakami
READING NOW: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone by J.K. Rowling
“ Wish on everything. Pink cars are good, especially old ones. And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars. Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground. Birthday candles. Baby teeth.
— Francesca Lia Block (via owlonthesill)
“ And here I am poised above with my arms spread flying and there are halos of light spinning out of us and yes this is me becoming holy human and my own self.
— Echo by Francesca Lia Block (via sleepyheaded)
“ A kiss about apple pie a la mode with the vanilla creaminess melting in the pie heat. A kiss about chocolate, when you haven’t eaten chocolate in a year. A kiss about palm trees speeding by, trailing pink clouds when you drive down the strip sizzling with champagne. A kiss about spotlights fanning the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs.
— Francesca Lia Block (via juliamarie3)
(via charliebartlett)
One of my absolute favorite books. Ever.
It made up my mind about becoming a writer.
“ By becoming artists we monsters can sometimes be redeemed. We can give instead of devouring.
— Francesca Lia Block (Pretty Dead) (via bodywithoutorgans)
“ I felt as if I’d swallowed an overcast sky whole.
— Sputnik Sweetheart- Haruki Murakami
“ The world had lost all sense of reality. Colors were unnatural, details crude. The background was papier-maiche, the stars made out of aluminum foil. You could see the glue and the heads of the nails holding it all together.
— Sputnik Sweetheart- Haruki Murakami
“ A strange way to describe someone. Sumire was waiting expectantly, the snow-white first page of her notebook open, for nourishing words that could have been a source of warmth and comfort—a pilar, an axis, to help prop up her uncertain life here on this third planet form the sun. Her father should have said something that his young daughter could have held on to. But Sumire’s handsome father wasn’t going to speak those words, the very words she needed most.
— Sputnik Sweetheart- Haruki Murakami
“ The Earth, after all, doesn’t creak and groan its way around the sun just so human beings can have a good time and a bit of a laugh.
— Sputnik Sweetheart- Haruki Murakami
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