*disclaimer: i have drunk a LOT of hot chocolate & this post was written on, hahahaha, a massive sugar high - i haven't posted in months! because i had some kind of unpleasant insomniac episode & screwed up a coursework submission & now my uni is coming after me, & also my housing situation has…
so, i meant to post this last night, but instead i wrote myself into fuzzy-eyed exhaustion. LOOK AT THIS SCENE. LORENZO: The moon shines bright!- In such a night as this, when the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, and they did make no noise; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the…
-my rosemary tonks presentation is undone, A Certain Project is languishing on 23k, & all our tea-towels are starting to smell funny. but i don't care because i'm reading ada or ardor & it's so dense & sumptuous & weird & i cannot. put. it down. -finished king john; onto the merchant of venice! this…
king john is a history play, a tragedy, little performed, much studied. you'd suppose it to be dry & dusty & maggot-ridden. as though the worst parts of henry vi part ii & two gentlemen of verona got smashed unholily together. you'd suppose it to be one of the low points of the shakespeare canon. dear…
