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The Care and Feeding of Mermaids
Ask me anything   "Far from Indiana and the soup we made of her bones/ lies the ocean, cheap and full of secret. There are certain things you have to know...."-Josh Bell


Emily Rose Larsen is a manic pixie from Petaluma, California currently landlocked in Chicago, America. This is her reservoir.

life changes in an instant (too fucking obsessed with this woman for my own good)

life changes in an instant (too fucking obsessed with this woman for my own good)

— 4 months ago
#joan didion  #photo  #magical thinking 
mother & daughter (joan & quintana roo) 

mother & daughter (joan & quintana roo) 

— 4 months ago with 6 notes
#photo  #joan didion 
"…even as a child, long before what I wrote began to be published, I developed a sense that meaning itself was resident in the rhythms of words and sentences and paragraphs, a technique for withholding whatever it was I thought or believed behind an increasingly impenetrable polish."
Joan Didion in The Year of Magical Thinking
— 6 months ago with 1 note
#joan didion  #the trouble of the truth 
— 7 months ago with 3 notes
#joan didion 
“I’m bad at interviewing people. I avoid situations in which I have to talk to anyone’s press agent. (This procludes doing pieces on most actors, a bonus in itself.) I do not like to make telephone calls, and would not like to count the mornings I have sat on some Best Western motel bed somewhere and tried to force myself to put through the call to the assistant district attorney. My only advantage as a reporter is that I am so physically small, so temperamentally unobtrusive, and so neurotically inarticulate that people tend to forget that my pressence runs counter to their best interests. And it always does. That is one last thing to remember: writers are always selling somebody out.” —Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem

“I’m bad at interviewing people. I avoid situations in which I have to talk to anyone’s press agent. (This procludes doing pieces on most actors, a bonus in itself.) I do not like to make telephone calls, and would not like to count the mornings I have sat on some Best Western motel bed somewhere and tried to force myself to put through the call to the assistant district attorney. My only advantage as a reporter is that I am so physically small, so temperamentally unobtrusive, and so neurotically inarticulate that people tend to forget that my pressence runs counter to their best interests. And it always does. That is one last thing to remember: writers are always selling somebody out.”

—Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem

— 1 year ago with 6 notes
#where i was from  #delusions  #joan didion  #writers  #stories 
"Yet California has remained in some way impenetrable to me, a wearying enigma, as it has to many of us who are from there. We worry it, correct and revise it, try and fail to define our relationship to it and its relationship to the rest of the country. We make declamatory breaks with it….We make equally declamatory returns."

Joan Didion in Where I Was From, which I’m now re-reading because my room (okay, the mess of clothes in my room) has swallowed all the other unread books I know I have here somewhere.  Also because I need to prepare, and this is the only thing written about my home state that’s ever felt honest to me.  Three weeks three weeks three weeks.  I wish this were my real declamatory return. (via unshared)

Speak, sisters! I want Didion to narrate my life. She gets it. Megan Steffen is welcome to, also.

— 2 years ago with 3 notes
#Where I Was From  #joan didion 
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