june 17 in idea barrages

In their second go-round, they have matured past being Bennifer. They are now a Jenjamin.

To a successful author, seeing fan fiction communities de-fang their work until it is all empty power-fantasy or incomprehensible sex-jollies must be like living in the book MISERY except the sledgehammer hits not their legs but their very soul.

The early bird gets a brick thrown at them for singing so loud at 6AM. We’re trying to sleep in, bird.

Frankenstein tried again, of course, but from then on, his heart wasn’t in it. No one’s was.

In Frozen 3, they have to step up and deliver Christmas present after an unfortunate injury because, of course, Disneyland isn’t that far from Santa Anna.

Pretending there is no darkness in you isn’t the solution. When you accept your darkness, you can confront it, you can know it when you see it, you can tamp it down. Oh, when you let yourself assign a veneer of valor to those dark impulses, that’s when you’re a real monster.

Between the rise of OUTLANDER and Amish romance novels, what is it with this new “sex with people that clearly would smell awful” trend? Is this another fetish I will never understand?

I wonder if the jambas scream when they juice them.