Nerd is my Gender
What's yours?
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Nicholas Was…
older than sin, and his beard could grow no whiter. He wanted to die.
The dwarfish natives of the Arctic caverns did not speak his language, but conversed in their own, twittering tongue, conducted incomprehensible rituals, when they were not actually working in the factories.
Once every year they forced him, sobbing and protesting, into Endless Night. During the journey he would stand near every child in the world, leave one of the dwarves’ invisible gifts by its bedside. The children slept, frozen into time.
He envied Prometheus and Loki, Sisyphus and Judas. His punishment was harsher.
Ho.
Ho.
Ho.
The foregoing is excerpted from Smoke & Mirrors by Neil Gaiman. -
Someday… someday.
So sweet. Especially the fennec fox.
BRB, changin’ my name to Neil.
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Reading @neilhimself in the bathtub (the illustrated edition of Stardust with Charles Vess). Just barely SFW, if you have a fairly permissive office.
This is the internet. Is there actually a dedicated place for happy photos of people reading my books in the bath?
There is now! Send me your photos, people, and I’ll put ‘em up. I’m student enough (and therefore bored enough in class) to take on this task. Address them to bathbookneil@gmail.com if you don’t want to do a Tumblr submission.
Why, thank you. I love it when things move at the speed of internet.
(And as far as I am concerned, people can be reading their books in the bath naked, fully dressed, they can be of any gender or all, masked, alone, or in groups of as many of them as can fit into a bath.)
(I’ve never successfully read in the shower, although I HAVE tried.)
And this is why I <3 Neil Gaiman forever.
Genderqueer with a touch of happy humanism.
