excerpt ; the daughter of denmark ; chapter ?
“I am here because you are dying. I am here because of your fate.”
“But you said — before, you said if I die. Now you say it is my fate to die?”
The fylgja laughed. It sounded like the ringing of church bells on an early morning. It filled Hamlet with simultaneous joy and apprehension. She did not know why the creature laughed. She did not know what God would ask of her. She knew nothing.
“It is everyone’s fate to die, child. Even the gods, one day, will curl themselves into a grave. But there is a difference between how one ends and how they got there.” The fylgja extended her palms to either side of her, like the statues of the dead in the tombs of Roskilde. One hand held its sword, the other was palm up, empty. “Your fate is both at once. You will die as all men do, but will it be now?”
[image: “La Forêt en Hiver au Coucher de Soleil”, Théodore Rousseau]
we all love ayami kojima for her castlevania art and rightly so but some of her other pieces? exquisite
Spanish Flu, 1918. Family Portrait.
I’m sorry but I think it’s absurd that men have spent thousands of years writing philosophical essays on how to be a good person all while ignoring and/or actively mistreating women, who are in fact people
i like how enigmatic life can always be. are you having a good day? well, tomorrow might be shit. or is it a bad day? maybe tomorrow you'll be the happiest version of yourself. you can't expect anything from life yet it disappoints sometimes. it's is so beautifully strange.
Me, at my character whom I created, whose dialogues I write, whose actions I decide, whose development and personality are completely under my control: Why are you such a bitch
The long put of sequel to the film version of this post… But anyways, it’s finally here so we can talk about the books that inspired On Sundays, She Picked Flowers. I’m just gonna give you the names of the books and the inspirations I took from each of them in relation to the plot, the relationships, the setting and the characters!
THE COLOR PURPLE by Alice Walker
Celie and Shug Avery was the first time I’d ever read or seen anything about Black women who love women. It’s no surprise that their relationship inspired the relationship between Jude and Nemoira.
THEIR EYES WERE WATCHING GOD by Zora Neale Hurston
Janey’s independence inspired much of Jude’s character, as well as her relationship with her hair and her lovers.
The body as nature, a pear tree in bloom as a symbol of sexual awakening; Jude’s connection to plant life (trees, in particular) is quite obvious in On Sundays
BELOVED by Toni Morrison
I could do an entire essay on the connection / inspirations between Beloved and On Sundays, She Picked Flowers but that’ll have to wait until the book is published, and more of the references will make sense. For now, Jude is heavily inspired by Sethe and Nemoira by Beloved herself. Many other themes borrowed are the pursuit of freedom through violence, mother-daughter relationships, isolation and self-ownership, and healing through past trauma, how trauma affects the whole body, mind and all.
JANE EYRE by Charlotte Bronte
Jude herself admits to being formed/inspired by Miss Jane Eyre!
Not to mention, the themes of nature, isolation, strange loves and “haunted” houses
HOUSE OF LEAVES by Mark Z. Danielewski
Speaking of haunted houses … Both houses viewed in On Sundays, She Picked Flowers are characters of their own, and they’re both radically inspired by House of Leaves. The corridor, the staircase… Yes.
ANNIHILATION by Jeff VanderMeer
Nature behaving strangely, isolation (again!), and a little something special with a bear ;)
ALIAS GRACE by Margaret Atwood
A slightly unreliable narrator, a woman that can’t be pinned down with just one word…Yes. All over, yes. Also quilting, but less in a white woman way and in more of a ‘Black American women have always had a very complex and long history with quilting, so much so that our contributions to quilting is its own history.’
SHARP OBJECTS by Gillian Flynn
Two words; Mommy Issues, Self Harm as a way of gaining control over a body that seems uncontrollable. Though I guess, actually, that’s way more than two words. You get what I’m saying though, right?
THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE by Shirley Jackson
The setting, the sick house and sick land, the haunted house as a character, the unreliable narrator, the gay vibes all throughout, the bone deep terror that weaves its way through the story until you’re curled up on your bed terrified… I only hope that On Sundays makes you all feel the same.
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