I don’t think I’ve ever known how to love in halves. When I love, it consumes me. It settles into my bones, reshapes my days, turns absence into something I can physically feel .
And so we are certainly evaluating, like, what do we want from the work that we put out now? And what is the scale of the relationship with an audience that that work is going to have?
I actually believe that it will be very cool to spend the next three, five, maybe even 10 years engaging with much smaller audiences. It's going to take a lot of... See more
It is what is odd about you that is interesting. If you work hard, you will be able to write like everyone else in your genre, but the result will never be rich as the texture of your own personality. So, don’t think too much about how you are supposed to write, how others do it, or what the conventions demand. Just try to amuse yourself.
Adonis was young and beautiful. Ideal in his form. So ideal that even Aphrodite herself, the goddess of love and beauty couldn’t resist him. Her desire so intense, in fact, that she twisted the fates to have her love.
After Adonis’s death, the boar is said to have protested that it had not meant to injure the beautiful youth with its erotikous odantas , or “eroticized teeth.”
The ability to see beyond —beyond good and evil sure, but also beyond comfort, success, achievement, domesticity, beyond even our selves—and look toward nuance (towards the erotic!) which means engulfment, annihilation, death.
The tusk pierces Adonis.
Cupid’s dart takes aim at St. Sebastian.
The nail is driven into Christ’s flesh spilling out his... See more