I've been writing a lot of poetry lately -
(mainly over on Medium, but don't worry - it all gets cross-posted here on Dora Reads eventually, I promise!)
- And it led to me thinking (as I do,) about the Point of View (POV) in poetry.
See, the 'I' in poetry is called the 'speaker' - because that's the person who's speaking.
But the speaker is not always the same as the poet.
Warning: this post discusses mental health problems and symptoms, specifically those related to Depression
'Trouble starts before they even get out of the city. Bucky’s car is a disaster. It’s not as bad as his apartment, but still messy enough to be very embarrassing and not helping in convincing Sam his assumptions about him are wrong.'
Yes, it's Bucky-Barnes-based. Yes, it's a weird one.
I was honestly looking for something different this week, but sometimes, amongst all the fanfiction I consume on a weekly basis, it just ends up coming back - again - to Bucky Barnes.
...and I'm OK with that.
I am trash. And you know this. 😅
It's Thursday, it's still too hot, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness right here on Dora Reads!
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Title: Klara and the Sun
Author: Kazuo Ishiguro
Genre: Sci-Fi(-ish)
I don't get people who seem to find fault with everything.
(No, I'm not gonna give examples - so if you're here for the tea or shade, you're not gonna get it. Sorry.
But hey, stick around a bit if you like - you may begrudgingly enjoy yourself anyway.
Or you can just find a YouTube drama video, I don't mind. 😅)
Don't get me wrong - it is vitally important that people are able to discuss the shortcomings of media and art, whether that's a book, a film, whatever.
...But some people seem to actively seek out those shortcomings.
They seem to want them to be there.
They want the book to be naive, the film to be disjointed, the song to be superficial - just so that they can tear into it.
(Some will, on the flipside, be annoyed when the book is too complex, the film too flowing, the song too deep, for their tastes - you can't please all of the people all of the time.)
'“Who would be controlling it?” Joaquin asked. “And why our camp?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. Why those six kids in the movie? It’s just entertainment, right? Entertainment doesn’t need a big message with metaphors and motifs.”'
This fic's a fun one.
Sometimes you just want fics to be fun - maybe a little silly - and a lot entertaining.
Plus I'm a sucker for a unique and/or quirky premise - we all know this.
It's Thursday, the UK is hot as hell (again, ugh,) so let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
