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project hail mary is so good wtf.

ahem. this is a book review, aka me rambling about a book i consumed at light speed because i loved it so much.

Official Title: "Project Hail Mary" by Andy Weir Just Made Me Cry On My Couch So Now I Must Speak About It

not spoiler free

first off the plot is insane. like, kudos to andy weir for thinking that. ALL THAT. holy SHIT.

second of all, let me talk about ryland grace as a character. he is SUCH a likeable main character it's insane. smart in unique ways, funny, Just Some Dude, a middle school teacher, an astrobiologist. a man who's not afraid to cry or show emotion. a man who is a cinnamon roll of an astronaut. He Is So Amazing And I Love Him

and how could i talk about grace without talking about rocky?? rocky... not going to lie i was very caught off guard when a sentient alien showed up, but he turned out to be so smart and adorable it killed me. also ERIDIANS SPEAK IN MUSICAL CHORDS. THATS SO COOL

(side not: eventually grace was able to tell what chords rocky was speaking without looking at his computer. what i'm saying is that grace basically developed perfect pitch to talk to aliens and i think that's cool of him. my musician heart approves.)

the sheer strength of the friendship between grace and rocky... like, the initial trust that neither will destroy each other, which moves to them working together as scientific partners and friends - best friends because grace has no one else.:. the instinct to protect each other... *screams because hope is real*

ASTROPHAGE. WHAT THE HELL. THEYRE SO COOL. i mean besides the fact that they were actively causing at least two apocalypses - as a concept, a microscopic object (even if it weren't a living thing) that absorbs THAT much energy is just an INSANE concept. and they make neutrinos. like the fucking sun. and they eat star radiation. what the fuck. thank you for the brain food, andy weir

screw stratt for literally jailing grace and sending him to space, however that does not disqualify her from badassery.

DMITRI IS AMAZING also briefly i thought him and grace had a thing. yeah i can't go five fucking minutes without seeing gay people but i don't care. i don't care. ryland grace is mildly bisexual. you hear me?

the hilarious russian people in this book sustained me

a s t ro p h a g e E A T S T A R S

grace's crewmates died but in that time he was alone he never lost hope. humans, huh? (i mean that's probably because he literally lost his entire memory and only recovered it in pieces, but still)

if this were a movie... i have no idea how they would pull that off

somehow this book was very high-stakes while being comforting at the same time?? like yes the ship failing and the taumeba and everything stressed me out, but also alien friends and earth friends. grace had friends in memory and a friend in real time

(his realization that eridians don't know about radiation or relativity... damn. they were living in the dark. but they were doing so quite literally, because they had no way of knowing what was out there. how did they make star maps????)

this book made me like humans a little more

anyway that's all i have to say, for now at least. PLEASE read this book if you like science fiction and little alien guys. (i mean if you read that sentence you've probably read the book, but. k i will stop typing now)

"the shadow people come by every once in a while"

(my minecraft + mcyt tag)

Okay. I only sleep with one pillow, but I also have 1-3 very large stuffed animals in bed with me and at least one smaller stuffed animal that wrap my arms around so honestly we actually have pretty similar sleeping habits.

wait how many pillows do regular people need

hat kiss:)

hey the “it’s ok this person is doing [weird but harmless behavior] bc they’re autistic” attitude isn’t actually helpful. The behavior itself needs to be destigmatized regardless of who’s doing it.

I’m autistic, and:

I sure as hell don’t feel like having to constantly whip out my Autism Membership Club Card™ to justify my atypical quirks to strangers. That’s private medical information, actually? No one should have to choose between being seen as autistic or as a jerk/weirdo.

I don’t enjoy being made self-conscious and having to wonder “if this weird thing I’m doing is wrong when allistic people do it, does that mean there is something inherently wrong with being autistic? is my ‘bad’ behavior excused bc I am already assumed to be a bad person, who can’t help being bad?” That’s ridiculous and I don’t need that energy.

And what about the many people who are undiagnosed? The many allistic people who have other mental health issues? Are they just weirdos until a medical doctor says otherwise?

What about neurotypical people whose behavior is non-standard for a thousand other reasons, medical and nonmedical? HoH people with unusual speech patterns? People from different cultural backgrounds? People who just have some random weird habits, because it’s actually normal to deviate from the norm in some way? At what point is someone no longer required to seek your permission to behave weirdly? Who qualifies and who doesn’t?

These are absurd situations.

There’s an easy solution: destigmatize weird but harmless behavior, period. People who speak, act, walk, or otherwise behave in a way you find unusual are still people (whose diagnoses are none of your business btw), and we deserve to exist in the world without you judging or punishing us. Choose your battles wisely, because I see a lot of you attacking people who are already walking wounded.

TLDR stop being a judgemental asshole and the world will be a slightly nicer place. mind your own business and let people be weird.

ko-fi

Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.

autistic folks when their routine gets disrupted, and they don't get alone time when they're supposed to get alone time

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if I wrote a dystopian novel where the corrupt evil megacorporation that controls society has a fucking smirk for a logo, my editor would tell me to use a less heavy-handed metaphor

“Humans are complex creatures with a variety of needs. They are not a suitable pet for most dragons, but for the right dragons who have time, patience, and proper resources, these animals can make absolutely incredible pets.”