october-afternoons:
partybarackisinthehousetonight:
im going to open a literature-themed coffee/dessert shop called “Lord of the Pies” and some of the flavor names will be:
- the grape gatsby
- lime & punishment
- the adventures of blackberry finn
- the crepes of wrath
- the catcher in the pie
- war and quiche
- around the world in eighty buffets
- 20,000 leagues under the tea
- the call of the wildberry
OPEN IT AND I WILL COME.
ladyblogger-margie:
anna-of-wonderland:
*reads the last line again*
*closes the book*
*deep sigh*
*screams*
*throws book out the window*
*jumps out the window after it*
*writhes in pain while clutching the book*
*cries and rocks it back and forth*
*puts it back down on the shelf*
*deep breath*
*Calls friend* “read this book”
Fantasy remains a human right.
(Source: peregrint)
asheathes:
Have you ever reached that point where you’re so consumed by a book that literally nothing else matters anymore and all you want to do is read and not study or do anything productive because none of it matters anymore because THIS BOOK
Scrolling through the Waterstone’s Twitter is my new favourite pastime
hugoalexandertimothycartwright:
at-the-barricades-of-freedom:
Let’s take a look at a few of my favs so far;

Sassy Waterstones worker, I love you,



And well this is true:

Sometimes I do worry about their psyche though:





They make up cool new words;

They’re a sassy little shit.

And best of all, the Holden debacle;





And one more for good luck:

Pro tip: Follow Waterstones Oxford St. and Maureen Johnson for ultimate twitter insanity.
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teachingliteracy:
alethiosaur:
Inspired by Worthington Libraries: Blind Date with a Book!
We started with ~40 books. Two hours later, all but four had found homes with library patrons (sorry, Flush, Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, Persepolis, and The ThingsThey Carried, they don’t know what they’re missing).
Now, to send forth a new fleet of exciting books into student arms. Whew!
Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven’t the answer to a question you’ve been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you’re alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful if you listen carefully.